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Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One

Chapter 150 - 150 146 Lewdness Son

Author: The four seas churn as the clouds and water rage
updatedAt: 2025-07-14

Chapter 150: Chapter 146 Lewdness Son! Chapter 150: Chapter 146 Lewdness Son! Li Ping’an wouldn’t easily believe a politician’s words, so he quietly used the Divine Dream Marrying Technique to enter Ma Dugong’s memories, only to discover that Ma Dugong hadn’t lied—the book without words was indeed the true Book of the Earth!

“Then I’ll take my leave!”

After taking the Book of the Earth, Li Ping’an waved goodbye, and Ma Dugong seemed dazed for a moment before he escorted Li Ping’an to the special train. Before closing the door, Ma Dugong respectfully said,

“Immortal Li, if there’s ever anything you need from me in the future, please be sure to let me know. I’ll take my leave now!”

“I doubt I’ll need you in the future, so please don’t come looking for me if there’s no need. Goodbye!”

The door of the special train closed, and Li Ping’an sat in his chair, watching the gradually disappearing Dragon Capital, and couldn’t help feeling emotional:

The cities of the Yan Kingdom now essentially resemble Dragon Capital. In these cities, a highly modernized lifestyle coexists with the Yan Kingdom people’s thousands of years of traditional beliefs. Indifference and violence are rampant, faith contradicts truth, and within each bustling city, who knows how much filthy sin is hidden. The very existence of cities seems to release people’s desires and the evil in their hearts!

They do not know whether ghosts or immortals truly exist, but the evil of human hearts is as tangible as skyscrapers. Perhaps… perhaps as Ye Wenjie said before his death, the world we live in is indeed the nineteenth layer of hell, the human hell!

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At six-thirty in the evening, Li Ping’an returned to the familiar Hehuang City. Yuan Furong was there to pick him up by car. After dinner, they headed straight to the hotel and booked a room for a whole seven days, during which Li Ping’an nearly died of exhaustion in the hotel.

Seven days later, Li Ping’an and Yuan Furong returned to Hehuang University. Before returning to his dormitory, Li Ping’an instructed Yuan Furong, the instructor Bai Long, and his three worthless roommates—Jiang Liuer, Zhu Ganglie, and Sha Sheng—not to disturb him in the coming days as he was going to close himself off for quiet cultivation and didn’t know when he would reemerge.

Everyone agreed, and Li Ping’an finally had the four essentials for cultivation: wealth, partner, method, and place, though this place of cultivation was not located in any famous mountains or historical temples, it was good enough with no one to disturb him, bringing peace and tranquility.

After returning to the dormitory, Li Ping’an placed the Book of the Earth into his storage gourd, got everything ready, and then unlocked his phone to once again return to the world of “Black Myth: The Fated One”!

“Monkey God, activate!”

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the residential area around Fallen Dragon Pit in Chang’an City, although it was now noon the following day. After a quick wash, Li Ping’an counted the remaining silver coins, and since he had been staying in an abandoned residence, he had saved quite a bit of money, with eight hundred taels of silver still left in his pouch.

“Buy the sword first, then look for Zixia!”

Li Ping’an’s plan was set, so he left Fallen Dragon Pit and headed to Chang’an’s market. He visited four weapon shops, which had all kinds of weapons made by famous craftsmen. The cheapest cost five hundred taels of silver, a price that Li Ping’an, a “vagabond,” couldn’t afford.

Failing that, he opted for the next best thing—if he couldn’t buy a sword, he would forge one. So, he found Niu Ji Blacksmith’s Shop, looked at samples, and asked for prices. Although the designs were less appealing than those of the weapon shops, the advantage was the reasonable prices and the honesty in dealing. Li Ping’an, after all, was looking for a weapon that wouldn’t attract attention, so he spent only thirty taels of silver to have a sword crafted.

However, forging a sword took time, and the shop owner asked Li Ping’an to return in the evening to pick it up. Li Ping’an agreed, then had a simple bowl of noodles at a roadside stall before he started searching for Zixia in the vast Chang’an City.

After searching for two periods, Li Ping’an had almost scoured the entire Chang’an City but still saw no trace of Zixia.

Adding the previous two days, Li Ping’an had been looking for Zixia for a total of three days, but still had not seen even a hair of hers.

Looking at the vast crowd, Li Ping’an suddenly felt a surge of laziness and began to doubt whether Zixia was even in Chang’an, and even started thinking about giving up the search.

If he could not find Zixia, there was no point in staying in Chang’an any longer. Li Ping’an decided to observe a few more days, and if there was still no trace of Zixia, he might as well return to Five Fingers Mountain. Perhaps living there, biding his time and acting as the carefree Mountain King wasn’t such a bad idea?

Exhausted in body and mind, Li Ping’an couldn’t be bothered to move any longer. He randomly picked a tea stall by the roadside, sat down to rest and have some tea, intending to go to unexplored areas in search of Zixia after resting.

While resting, a beautiful woman suddenly dashed past him. She hurried by as if rushing to be reincarnated.

Li Ping’an continued drinking his tea without paying much attention, but that beautiful woman was soon followed by a rich-looking, rotund young master who wore a look of lewdness, clearly not a good sort.

He was followed by six idle followers, all armed with slingshots, blowpipes, sticky rods, and yellow cloth. At the very end was a group of ruffians, about a dozen in total, each one devoid of proper standing or sitting demeanor. As they chased, they would either scratch their chins, pick their noses, or fiddle with their hair or behinds, exuding a ruffian air.

“Miss, hold up there!”

Although the beautiful woman had initially run past Li Ping’an, she couldn’t escape from the group of more than twenty-strong men who, being all males, ran extremely fast. She was quickly surrounded by the gang of ruffians, leaving only the area around the tea stall open for movement.

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“Why are you running, miss? I’m not going to eat you!”

The leading rich young master swayed his fan as he menacingly approached the woman. With nowhere to hide, she ran towards the tea stall while pleading:

“Please spare me, young master!”

“Submit to me, and I’ll let you go! Hahaha!”

The rich young master snapped his fan shut and lunged at the beautiful woman. She dodged just in time and cowered on the left side of the table where Li Ping’an was sitting, still pleading:

“Peaceful world, what are the rules, to harass a good person like this!”

“You tempted me with your beauty, the fault is yours. If you don’t let me satisfy my desires today, don’t think of getting away!

“The rich young master continued his pursuit, and the beautiful woman kept dodging, only now they were circling around the table where Li Ping’an was drinking tea, causing him considerable annoyance.

The old man running the tea stall seemed to have seen it all before, just tilting his head pretending not to see, hoping in his heart that this gang of living kings of hell would leave soon.

“Young master, my husband is waiting at home for me. Please stop, don’t ruin my chastity. If my husband finds out, he will surely divorce me!”

“Getting rid of you would be good, then you can follow me, spend plenty of gold and silver, change clothes by sets, isn’t enjoying the good life in another residence not too bad?”

“Young master…”

“You little thing, let me catch you!”

While Li Ping’an continued to drink his tea, the woman accidentally had her hand grabbed by the rich young master, and no matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t break free.

Li Ping’an had seen this cliché of a powerful man harassing a beautiful woman countless times in TV dramas and novels, but he had never expected to witness it unfolding right in front of him./p

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