Now You're Even Cuter!

Meeting You Qingya's seductive, doe-eyed gaze, Li Qingshan stepped forward one step at a time.

The five burly men in black watched him warily, their gun barrels inadvertently pointing his way.

Li Qingshan seemed oblivious. He stopped before You Qingya, his smile growing ever brighter.

"Ma'am, of course I have no problem sharing a drink with you."

You Qingya's lips curved, and her smile gained a trace of smugness.

Though they had met only once before, she had recognized at once that this young man was the handsome guy she had nearly gotten two months ago.

His offer of a million for a single drink had left a deep impression on her.

But there was no need for that now. All she needed was one word, and he would obediently comply.

Sitting in her chair, You Qingya crossed her legs. Though she only came up to Li Qingshan's waist, her gaze carried an air of looking down on him.

She lightly swirled the small amount of wine left in her glass and held it out.

"Handsome, this wine is good. Have a taste!"

Li Qingshan nodded with a smile and slowly raised his hand. Just as it reached halfway, he suddenly paused.

"Ma'am, we agreed on a million per drink before. You aren't planning to freeload, are you?"

"What!" You Qingya froze instantly.

If he could say that, he had definitely recognized her too.

But her figure, height, hair color, and appearance had all changed. How had he recognized her?

In the instant she froze, Li Qingshan's right hand had already gripped his sword hilt.

Since there was no way to retreat, then he would not retreat.

He drew his blade.

Clang!

The instant the blade left its sheath, it became a sky full of sword shadows.

Li Qingshan stepped diagonally forward, and the sword shadows swept past You Qingya, vanishing in a flash.

The five men in black reacted quickly and tried to pull their triggers.

But no matter how hard they tried, their fingers would not move even a fraction.

Just then,

Thin lines of blood appeared on all five wrists almost simultaneously.

A searing pain struck, and their hands slipped off.

Their hands had been severed.

However, five ordinary bodyguards were not Li Qingshan's main targets.

Before their hands even hit the ground, the sword shadows filling the air were already bearing down on You Qingya in her chair.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The machete sliced through her limbs without resistance and smashed the wooden chair apart.

In the blink of an eye,

Only a pile of fragments, four severed limbs, and a limbless torso remained on the floor.

"Dead?"

Li Qingshan frowned slightly and stared at the severed limbs on the ground.

That fight had been too easy, so easy that it had exceeded his expectations.

As the first Evil God Follower he had fought, You Qingya was abnormally weak.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! I'll kill you!"

A hoarse shriek suddenly rang out. The severed limbs on the ground lit up with blood-red light, and as the glow intensified, the limbs gradually withered and decayed.

"You forced me to do this!"

Her voice had long lost its coquettish charm, becoming neither male nor female.

Several streaks of bloody light brightened to their peak at that moment, drifting toward the torso that had become little more than a stump.

As the bloody light flowed into it, blood-red tentacles gradually extended from the torso.

Slimy, disgusting, savage, twisted.

"Now that's more like it!"

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, and his brows relaxed.

He stepped forward, and a sky full of sword shadows descended.

The blood-red tentacles reacted swiftly and rushed to meet them.

The bloody light was rapidly consumed, but more and more tentacles grew out, densely packed.

The next instant, the sword shadows collided with the tentacles.

Blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs flew through the air.

The blood-red tentacles were ultimately only ordinary flesh and blood. They could not withstand the sharp blade's chopping.

"You lunatic! Psycho! I'll kill you!"

From the center of the tentacles, You Qingya's voice grew increasingly crazed.

All the fallen severed limbs turned into bloody light again, flowing into the main body and growing into new tentacles.

But... it was useless!

What could not be blocked could not be blocked!

Li Qingshan was like a merciless sword-swinging machine, with not a single flaw in the sword shadows filling the air.

Flesh and blood were not endless. As the number of severed tentacles increased, more and more of them no longer turned into bloody light after falling, instead landing directly on the ground as ash.

In less than a minute, the floor had been covered in ashes.

At the center of the ashes lay the torso, once again reduced to a stump.

However, it was not dead yet.

"Heh... heh... You'll all die. Every one of you will die!"

Her golden hair had long vanished. Her head, now enlarged by a full circle, exposed slick scalp, while her two bulging eyes were webbed with blood vessels.

Standing beside her, Li Qingshan examined her carefully before asking seriously,

"Do you count as a 'monster' now?"

"Hahaha, a monster?"

Her sharp-toothed mouth opened wide, and her huge blood-red eyes were filled with mockery and madness.

"What? Are you scared now?"

"No, no, no. You misunderstand."

Li Qingshan shook his head, unable to stop the smile curling across his lips.

"I think you're even cuter now!"

Cuter?

Time seemed to freeze at that instant. Her gaping mouth remained unable to close, and her blood-red eyes were filled with blankness.

Until a flash of blade light appeared, reflected in those huge eyes.

She finally came back to herself. In the final moment of her life, she spat out two words.

"Lunatic!"

The blade fell, and ashes rose.

[Monster killed. Martial Arts Space EXP +5. Available time increased by 5 years.]

A line of information flashed across the top of the panel.

Li Qingshan sheathed his blade and stood still, a knowing smile appearing on his face.

"So Evil God Followers are 'monsters' too."

"Coach, you're fucking amazing!"

Cao Shaoyu shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice cracking outright.

When You Qingya had transformed into a monster, he had been scared stiff.

But as the blade fell and the monster was reduced to ashes, Cao Shaoyu snapped awake, overwhelmed with excitement.

So what if it was a monster?

Where his longsword pointed, ghosts and gods alike would retreat!

"Stop shouting."

Li Qingshan shook his head, walked over and lightly smacked the back of his head, then used the flat of his blade to knock Cheng An awake.

"B-Boss!"

Cheng An's legs were still trembling. After glancing at the wreckage covering the ground, his lips quivered as he said,

"Boss, let's run!"

He was only a lowly junket agent. What he had witnessed tonight was far too much for him.

Li Qingshan turned to look at the hall.

The chaos was intensifying. The Feral Beasts were slaughtering indiscriminately, while the audience screamed and cried as they fled in all directions.

Yet some clever people had noticed the commotion near the exit and were squeezing toward it.

Li Qingshan made a quick decision and shoved Cao Shaoyu toward Cheng An.

"Take this kid and go first. I'll stay a little longer."

"Coach, I want to stay and help you!"

Cao Shaoyu was fired up with righteous fervor. How could he retreat at such a critical moment?

Stopping monsters and saving the people from disaster was precisely his "way of chivalry"!

"You'll only be dead weight if you stay. Get the hell out of here!"

Li Qingshan waved him off impatiently, his gaze locking onto the roaring figures in the hall as he lightly licked his lips.

The mastermind was dead. How could he let these Feral Beasts go?

"Boss, you are truly righteous!"

Cheng An's expression turned solemn, and he bowed deeply to Li Qingshan.

Then, taking Cao Shaoyu with him, he pushed open the iron door and ran toward the stairwell.

"Righteous?"

Li Qingshan found it baffling, but did not dwell on it.

He turned to stare at one of the Feral Beasts, his eyes blazing as he charged forward with his machete.

The iron door stood wide open, and light pierced the darkness, allowing the people already moving this way to see hope of survival.

The crowd surged together, blocking the path ahead.

Li Qingshan frowned. With a casual slap, he sent several people blocking his way flying, raised his machete high, and let killing intent spill freely.

"Patrol Bureau business! Anyone who blocks the way dies!"