IBHON 08

Chapter 08

“Not the Xiaoya I know?” The beautiful woman grabbed her chin, scrutinizing me carefully. Somehow, she moved behind me, and I suddenly felt two hands clamp onto my **.

“Hmm!” A strange sensation spread through my whole body. I went limp instantly, but the woman’s arms were strong, holding me upright.

“Oh, Xiaoya’s body is very sensitive,” she said with a wicked smile, her hands wandering mischievously before changing shapes.

My face turned bright red, and I was powerless to resist. I really hadn’t expected her techniques to be so skilled—what had she done in the past?

Thankfully, she didn’t last long.

I collapsed onto the floor, my face burning with embarrassment. I just wanted to find a hole and crawl into it forever. How humiliating—getting handled by a woman and unable to resist! Even worse, it felt… good. This was definitely black history—absolutely mustn’t let anyone find out.

“85, 61, 87. Damn, you really aren’t the Xiaoya I’m familiar with,” the woman said in frustration.

“Hey! What the hell! Are you really my mom? Do mothers treat their daughters like this? Why would you tell me my measurements? And how do you know them just by touching me? Also, I think you misunderstood something!” I yelled incoherently at her, but she didn’t seem to hear a word.

“Ah… well. Since you’ve grown so pretty, I’ll pass on our family’s legacy to you.”

“Family legacy? Wait, why is the standard for passing it on that I look pretty?!” I shouted. This was absurd.

But she clearly wasn’t listening to me. “Xiaoya, I’ve already put the things into your spatial ring. Besides the skill book and the four weapons, I also added some things you might need in the future. As for the Season God Pearl…”

“What about the Season God Pearl?” I asked. Couldn’t she just finish the sentence! Didn’t she realize how annoying this was?

But she only moved her mouth and didn’t make a sound. She seemed to have finished speaking, then waved as if saying goodbye.

I immediately tried to stop her—I still hadn’t heard about the Season God Pearl.

“Wait.”

I sat up, stretching my hand high, shouting. When I opened my slightly blurry eyes, I saw a person standing next to me: a beautiful woman.

She held a basin of water, staring at me in shock, as if looking at a lunatic. She tried to hide it, but it was useless.

“You’re awake, Miss.”

“Where is this?” I asked, pointing at the straw hut. If I remembered correctly, I had been under a big tree.

“This is my home. I should apologize first—I saw you collapsed under a tree and brought you here without your permission,” the girl said, bowing her head like a guilty child.

“It’s fine. Actually, I should thank you. How long was I unconscious?” I asked. Looking at her, I couldn’t tell if she was pure or adorably naïve—rescuing someone and then apologizing to them.

“About three days.”

“What? Three days!” That conversation had felt so short! “Did you see a colorful pearl?”

“A colorful pearl?” The girl pursed her lips, thinking. “I didn’t see any pearl. At that time, you were alone under the tree. I saw you lying there and, fearing something might happen, brought you here immediately.”

“Oh.” I felt a little disappointed, but what was mine would eventually be mine; what wasn’t mine would never be. Forcing it wouldn’t help.

“By the way, I’m Lin Xiaoya. What’s your name?”

“I’m Gao Yuding,” the girl said softly, keeping her head lowered.

“Oh, Comrade Xiao Ding, be more confident. Come on, lift your head.” I smiled inwardly. Gao Yuding, huh? What a coincidence.

Gao Yuding was one of the female protagonist’s close friends in my novel—a truly powerful character.

She was versatile with weapons, had innate combat awareness, and seemed born for battle. But her full power only manifested in combat; otherwise, she was like a gentle, harmless little white rabbit.

“Uh… I… I’ll go get a basin of water to wash your face.” With that, Gao Yuding lowered her head and ran out.

So shy… she clearly needs some training.

With nothing urgent happening, I could now organize the things Lin Xiaoya’s mother had given me.

I stretched my hand, and a skill book containing countless skills appeared. I flipped through it casually and then closed it.

“Just as expected.” All fifty-plus skills were exactly those used by Lin Xiaoya—none missing, none extra. I had been diligent in learning skill setups and could recite them backward, so all of Lin Xiaoya’s skills were very clear in my mind. At least, they wouldn’t get confused.

One drawback: each skill required its exclusive weapon. But if I reached the proper level, this limitation would be negligible.

The release methods for the skills were already etched into my mind. Now, I just needed to bond the four weapons.

The skill book disappeared, replaced by four floating swords around me.

Chun, Xia, Qiu, Dong—representing the long sword, short sword, flexible sword, and heavy sword. Each had its unique purpose.

Lin Xiaoya was a Four-Sword Flow user. At her peak, she could attack 32 times in a second without consuming energy or nonstop swings. But she usually fought differently, using skill bombardment—a simple, brutal approach.

Fifty-plus skills! Sure, they had cooldowns, but the sheer quantity mattered. Plus, her passive allowed skill usage without energy consumption.

Originally, I assumed I couldn’t use the skills and weapons, which made me pessimistic—since weapons were soul-bound, a different soul meant I couldn’t use them, couldn’t use them meant no skills, couldn’t use skills meant no Season God Pearl inheritance, and that meant death awaited.

But now, it seemed that wasn’t the case. Time to show off! The heroine’s power was stronger than the hero’s.

I eagerly dripped some blood onto the four swords. Soon, the four scabbards flew from the void, matching their respective swords.

The bonding was complete.

Crude but convenient.

I sheathed the swords, and at that moment, Gao Yuding came running in, flustered.

“Mi… Miss, we should hide for a bit.”

“Why?”

“Bandits… have come.”

“Bandits?”

I frowned. Was this a level-one monster? Why was it that whenever the protagonist goes out for training, the level-one enemies are always wolves or bandits!!!