Chapter 72-A Young Lady’s Menarche

Translated by Snowfall77

Thinking about her shameful stilts, Xia Ge figured she’d rather die then put them on in front of some stranger.

With no consideration of the consequences, she blurted out: “I don’t have any shoes……”

Over on the soft sofa, the Soul Speech orb began shaking and the cloaked person immediately responded: “Tell the truth!”

Xia Ge opened her mouth: “I……”

Yet it was already too late!

Before Xia Ge could complete her sentence, the Soul Speech orb shone with a dazzling green light!  The orb’s reaction was already far more intense than when Xia Ge had talked about the Zhen Hun earlier.  But when it had come the Zhen Hun, Xia Ge had been concealing things, not outright lying.  So, once Xia Ge had stated the whole truth, the Soul Speech orb had been satisfied.

Saying she had no shoes though……that was an outright lie!

Regardless of whether the speaker’s intentions were good or bad, as soon as the Soul Speech orb heard a lie, the liar would have to pay the price of that lie becoming the truth!

The elegant private room was suffused with brilliant green light.  Xia Ge’s vision went dark, her body grew hot, and someone covered her eyes with their hands.

After a few moments, the green light faded away, and the cloaked person slowly withdrew their hands.

With nothing blocking her sight anymore, Xia Ge promptly checked her silver ring, finding that her stilts had indeed disappeared!

She’d said she had no shoes, and sure enough, she was now shoeless.

The Soul Speech orb really deserved its reputation.

That was not the crucial point, however.  Xia Ge’s pupils contracted, and in the next second, there came a familiar stabbing pain in her abdomen!

The price of a lie being made truth!

Fuck, Xia Ge was going to have to pay it!

Like her intestines were being rolled around and then glued together, heavy waves of cramping gripped Xia Ge.  Clutching at her stomach, Xia Ge crouched down, face scrunched up with suffering: “Sss——it hurts!”

Nimbly waving a sleeve, the cloaked person summoned the Soul Speech orb and put it away.  Next, they picked Xia Ge up and put her back on the sofa.  Rolling on the sofa in pain, Xia Ge’s forehead beaded with cold sweat: “It hurts so bad……it hurts!”

“……”  The cloaked person silently watched Xia Ge in confusion, trying to calculate exactly how things had come to such a comical conclusion.  “……why did you suddenly lie?”

That said, the cloaked person retrieved a pain relieving dan and attempted to feed it to Xia Ge, only for Xia Ge to send it flying!

Without warning the dan made a great arc in the air, until hitting the floor a thump and rolling far away from the sofa.  Still doubled over, Xia Ge stared balefully at the cloaked person from underneath the fox mask, hissing: “Because I don’t trust you!”

“I don’t eat pills from strangers!”

These physical feelings……Xia Ge bit her lower lip.  She needed to drive this cloaked person out of the room as quickly as possible!

“You’ve deceived me!  Go fuck off!”  Xia Ge put in her best effort, “I hate telling the truth!  You hear me?!  I really despise being honest!  I’m a liar who love to lie!!  That’s what I want!  Why should I have to be honest with you?!  Who the hell are you?  Are you my fucking mommy?!  I don’t know you!”

Her discomfort making Xia Ge’s voice slightly crack.

The cloaked person remained calm: “I have not deceived you.”

“You’re a liar!”  Xia Ge was fully committed to being unreasonably troublesome, “You said you wouldn’t hurt me!!  Those words came out of your mouth!”

“But now I’m in pain and it’s all your fault!  Liar!!”

“Go away!”

Posture stiff, the cloaked person sat quietly for a while, finally saying softly: “I’m sorry.”

Fuck you.  Did I ask you for a ‘sorry,’ police officer?

“Go away!  I don’t want to see you!”

Just hurry and leave already!  My body……

Seemingly ignoring Xia Ge, the cloaked person took out a pair of cloth boots from underneath the pile of folded clothes and put them on the floor: “Wear these for now.”

Despite being anxious, hurting, and sweating, Xia Ge tried to act tough: “I don’t……”

The cloaked person gave her a long look before issuing a casual reminder: “They’re looking for you outside.  Bronze mask, between five and six feet tall.”

Xia Ge found she couldn’t finish her previous sentence.  Closing her eyes, she answered: “Once you leave……I’ll wear them.”

The cloaked person silently turned around and left.

After Xia Ge heard the door being opened and closed, she breathed out a sigh of relief.

Then another sharp cramp seized her abdomen, accompanied by the growing scent of blood.  Shifting her body, Xia Ge immediately felt warm liquid sliding down her leg, and she went rigid.

……it’s a been a long time since we last fucking met, auntie.

Xia Ge was overflowing with unpleasant feelings.

So, she’d lied, and the Soul speech orb made her stilts disappear for the price of……cramps plus this body’s first period?!

She’d never experienced something this fucked up!!

But before she could wallow in her discomfort further, a clear voice rang out from the stage outside——

“Our first item up for auction!  It’s said that this ancient Yimei can suppress all kinds of demons and ghosts——the incomparable Zhen Hun!”

“Starting bid is five high-grade spirit stones!”

Even though Xia Ge couldn’t see it, she could hear the excited cheering that broke out, as well as voices expressing astonishment and shock.

“How is this possible?  It must be fake, right?”

“An ancient Yimei……”

“……”

“This Yimei is not a fake!  Let us have a demonstration!”

The figure in the gaudy coat counted down: “Three——two——one——open!”

There was a sound like cloth being torn open, and the next second a fierce, wild energy swept over the entire area!  The air was filled with the cold aura of death and malice!

“Such powerful spiritual waves!”

“Holy fuck……it must be real!”

“I’ve seen amazing Yimei before, but never one with so much strong energy!”

No, they’ve got it wrong……an ancient Yimei wouldn’t be that over-the-top, wouldn’t let loose those frantic, arrogant aura fluctuations!

An authentic ancient Yimei would have nobility and grandeur.  It absolutely would not send out overwhelming waves of its aura like a tacky upstart!

All of you are being deceived!

Xia Ge endured her pain and rolled herself off the sofa, arms wrapped around her stomach.  She again went to run barefoot to look out the room’s window.  Yet after just a couple steps on the cold floor, accompanied by horrible cramps, she looked back at the sofa subconsciously, like she’d forgotten something.

She spotted the cloth boots neatly laid on the sofa.

Down below was the continuous clamor of people crazily placing bids, the amount of spirit stones being offered growing greater and greater.  Apparently, when bidding on the Zhen Hun, no price was too great, desire and frenzied excitement clouding everyone’s faculties.

Yet the only thing in Xia Ge’s eyes were those cloth boots on the sofa.  All the brilliant stage lighting outside couldn’t compete with the calming sight of those shoes.

Like a forgotten place of quiet.

Xia Ge thought herself foolish, standing frozen in place with her abdomen was tearing itself apart.  She’d just wanted to escape to the window, but instead she was acting embarrassingly.  Gloomily walking back to the sofa, Xia Ge picked up the boots.

To her surprise, inside the boots was a pair of white socks.

Xia Ge put on the boots and then quietly bought herself sanitary napkins.  Next she took off her blood-stained clothes, cleaned herself up, and put on the clothes the cloaked person had left for her.

The clothes were comfortable and well-fitting, as if they’d been tailor-made for her.  Instead of the coarse hemp fabric she was used to, the clothes were made of soft silk.

Though her abdomen still horribly ached, Xia Ge sat on the floor, leaning her back against the sofa, feeling a little more comfortable.  Half-listening to the cacophony of bidding below, she thought about how she’d smacked the dan out of the cloaked person’s hand, lost in her own little world.

“……”

The red ribbon wrapped around her left hand cautiously caressed Xia Ge’s wrist.

When she’d gotten angry with the cloaked person, the red ribbon had behaved itself.  Now that she’d calmed down, it dared to rub itself on her, almost like it was trying to comfort her.

Taking off the fox mask, Xia Ge examined the ribbon closer.

After a while she told it: “I’m sorry.”

Her head now starting to ache too.  Xia Ge closed her eyes.

“I didn’t know what else to do.”

The ‘aunt’ she’d hadn’t seen in years had unexpectedly arrived.  And under horribly awkward circumstances.  Never mind a stranger, it wouldn’t have mattered if it’d been Xia Ge’s own mother in the room.  Xia Ge would have ruthlessly kicked her out too.

Although, after the sentence fell from her mouth, Xia Ge thought herself rather ridiculous.  It wasn’t like the cloaked person could hear what Xia Ge told the little Yimei.

Besides, Xia Ge’s abdomen was still aching.

The red ribbon stroking Xia Ge’s wrist some more, Xia Ge glanced at it with a sigh, feeling at a bit at a loss.

After so many years……and not even knowing who the cloaked person was.

But it Xia Ge felt like it was the first time she’d encountered such a person.

Someone……someone who treated her so well.

It had to be fake.

Wrong……it didn’t seem right to think that……didn’t seem right at all.

Vague fragments of something lost and shattered flashed through Xia Ge’s mind.

——A blood-stained bun, a girl’s empty eyes, gentle murmurs.

——That’s different, you’re my faith.

“Sss……”

The fuzzy images were making Xia Ge’s head suddenly hurt.  Right as she was about to carefully try and focus on them, the system abruptly spoke: [It Appears The Bidding Has Come To An End.]

The system successfully distracting her, Xia Ge went ‘ah’ and discovered that the bidding had gone from five high-grade spirit stones to eight million high-grade spirit stones.

No one else was daring to bid higher.  The fake Zhen Hen was about to have a new owner!

Xia Ge wanted to see who the hell the unlucky fool was!

Arms embracing her stomach, Xia Ge ran and looked out the room window.  Down below, the figure in the garish cloak still stood on the stage, using a sparkling, clear crystal gavel to extravagantly hit the small podium beside them, shouting: “Eight million high-grade spirit stones, going once!”

On the other side of the flashy figure was a motionless piece of clothing on a cross, semitransparent black gauze covering it.

Xia Ge eyeballed the black gauze, a green light blinking in her vision.

[Heiyi Prison: Specially Used To Cage Fierce Yimei.  Also Frequently Used To Train Yimei.]

That explained that.  Even though it wasn’t the real Zhen Hun, people were nevertheless convinced by it, enough to pay the sky-high price of eight million high-grade spirit stones.  It might be a fake, but it was a fake with a few authentic touches.

The question was, just who was bidding eight million high-grade spirit stones?!

“No more bids?!”  The figure on the stage had a high, enticing voice, “This is the ancient Zhen Hun!  If you can tame it, from the heavens to down below, no one can stand in your way!”

“Even if you can’t tame it, it’s still a priceless treasure for you and your household!  Let me ask you, how many ancient Yimei are left under this sky?!  It goes without saying, it’s obvious to everyone——to possess this Yimei is to have honor and glory!  It is a symbol!  Worthy of the greatest admiration!  It’s……”

“Ten million high-grade spirit stones.”