I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills-Chapter 257 - 187: Thousand Hands Exorcism
Kang Shixiang had no intention of answering Gongsun Jinghong’s question.
He was thoroughly annoyed by her attitude.
’Her fiancé and his father were just brutally killed, yet she isn’t showing the slightest reaction a proper woman should. She even has the gall to call her own fiancé a good-for-nothing!? How completely improper! Has this shrew tossed all the etiquette and feminine virtues expected of the Great Yan Royal Family into a cesspit? If not for the fact that she’s a High Grade Martial Artist, I’d have taught her a thing or two about proper conduct!’
Kang Shixiang cursed her wildly in his mind, but when it came down to it, he was too cowardly to actually lecture a High Grade Martial Artist on feminine virtue.
Still, her arrival was a good thing. After all, Kang Shixiang had long heard of Princess Zhuque’s power.
The Great Yan Royal Family’s prized genius of the younger generation was definitely the real deal.
Moreover, Gongsun Jinghong’s name was known throughout the Central Plains Region. Among her peers, she stood shoulder-to-shoulder with the most brilliant of geniuses, such as Zhang Xun, the personal disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect Leader, and Li Dingjie of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect—the man they called the "Celestial Sword."
So, while Kang Shixiang found her lacking in womanly virtues and refused to answer, the Personal Guards were already stumbling over themselves to speak. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
They quickly embellished the story, recounting how the despicable General Leader of the Hongxing Gang had used Young Master Yuwen Zheng as a hostage to launch a sneak attack on Lord Yuwen Boxi.
"The General Leader of the Hongxing Gang?" Gongsun Jinghong clearly had no idea what the hell that was.
She had originally thought that Yuwen Zheng must have provoked a disciple from some Major Sect and started a conflict.
But what the hell was the Hongxing Gang?
So the Personal Guards launched into another lengthy explanation.
"So, Yuwen Zheng and Yuwen Boxi were both killed by the leader of a gang from some small county?" Gongsun Jinghong grew even more curious.
It wasn’t impossible for a master to emerge without formal training, but the odds were extremely low. In recent years, such cases had become virtually unheard of.
At this moment, Kang Shixiang finally couldn’t help but speak up. "That Zou Feng... I don’t know how he cultivated it, but his Poison Skill is already formidable..."
"If we don’t eliminate this man soon, I’m afraid our Central Plains will have another Demon-level Evil Cultivator. He might even cause another bloodbath in the Jianghu before long."
Although Kang Shixiang couldn’t stand Gongsun Jinghong, his desire to see Zou Feng brought to justice was far greater, a fitting tribute to his two fallen relatives. That was why he chose to warn her, so she would be prepared when she eventually tracked Zou Feng down.
’Then again, even without my warning, with her power, Zou Feng is finished the moment she finds him. He’ll have nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. A Third Grade Martial Artist is taking action. No matter how adept his Poison Skill is, he won’t stand a chance. Speaking of which, she may seem to lack any sense of propriety, but she did rush here awfully quickly after what happened to Yuwen Zheng... Doesn’t that prove she actually cares a great deal about her fiancé? In short, her mouth is foul, but as long as she can secure this revenge quickly, I suppose it’s tolerable.’
To Kang Shixiang’s surprise, the moment he finished speaking, Gongsun Jinghong turned and asked, "That Zou Feng, how old is he?"
Kang Shixiang was utterly baffled. ’What the hell does the enemy’s age have to do with getting revenge?’
A Personal Guard at the side immediately responded, "Just past twenty!"
They had learned everything there was to know about Zou Feng back when they were investigating Yuwen Shuo’s death.
Hearing this, Gongsun Jinghong’s eyes lit up. "What does he look like?"
Now it wasn’t just Kang Shixiang; even the Personal Guards had no idea what Gongsun Jinghong was getting at.
But Zou Feng was famous throughout Yuan Guang County for his good looks; calling him repulsive would be an obvious lie.
"He’s... not... bad-looking..."
After a moment of stunned silence, one of the guards finally managed to answer.
At his words, a look of clear excitement spread across Gongsun Jinghong’s face.
Even though the Personal Guard had only rated him as "not bad-looking," Gongsun Jinghong knew better. For these men, who hated Zou Feng to the bone, to still admit as much, he had to be an exceptionally handsome young man.
"Interesting!"
Gongsun Jinghong made no effort to hide her interest in Zou Feng, even licking her lips for all to see.
Seeing this, Kang Shixiang finally couldn’t hold back and said in a gravelly voice, "Commandery Princess, what is the meaning of this?!"
’Gongsun Jinghong had a history of unconventional behavior, but I’ve never heard of her being promiscuous. On the contrary, her standards were so high that she never found anyone worthy of her attention, earning her a reputation among the Royal Family’s younger generation as a hopeless bachelorette. It was only Yuwen Zheng, with his peerless martial skill and looks, and the air of a top scholar, who finally caught her interest and made her agree to the engagement... So what in the world is going on!?’
Only then did Gongsun Jinghong glance at Kang Shixiang, quickly discerning from his attire that this old coot was from the Xuanhuang Sect.
It was a good thing Kang Shixiang was wearing Martial Attire with the Xuanhuang Sect’s insignia today; otherwise, his question would have earned him a solid slap across the face.
"What’s it to you?"
Seeing that this guy was from the Xuanhuang Sect, Gongsun Jinghong managed to restrain herself from slapping him.
After snapping back at him, she couldn’t be bothered to linger. With a graceful shift, she left a trail of afterimages as she pursued her quarry deep into the Forest Sea.
After Gongsun Jinghong’s figure disappeared, Kang Shixiang stomped his foot heavily. "This... How utterly improper!"







