After transmigrating into the body of the Jade Rat Spirit, I became Nezha's adopted sister.

Looking up, she saw three demon cultivators who had not fully transformed and still retained some animalistic features, staring at her with ill intent. Their gazes swept back and forth across her face and body, finally focusing on the cloth pouch at her waist, where she kept her important items.

"Little girl, you've come to the treasure hunt alone?" A weasel-faced guy, who was the leader, came over, grinned, and revealed yellow teeth.

The two demon cultivators behind him chuckled and surrounded him, forming a subtle encirclement.

Huang Wu nervously moved closer to Bai Yeying.

Bai Yeying's eyes turned cold. This kind of scum, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and specifically targets lone female demons, exists everywhere.

She patted non-existent dust off her skirt and said in a clear voice, "No! We parted ways." With that, she turned to leave.

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave." The weasel-faced demon cultivator reached out to grab her arm. "It's fate that we've met, stay and chat with your brothers for a bit..."

Before he could finish speaking, his outstretched wrist was entangled by the tip of a black whip that appeared out of nowhere.

"Snapped!"

A crisp cracking sound, accompanied by the soft popping of bones dislocating and a pig-like scream.

"Ah—! My hand!"

Bai Yeying flicked her wrist, releasing the Black Shadow Whip. The demon cultivator, clutching his wrist, staggered backward, his face deathly pale. He hadn't expected this seemingly delicate young girl to be so swift and ruthless!

The other two demon cultivators were both shocked and enraged. They howled and pounced, one throwing a punch and the other brandishing his claws.

Instead of retreating, Bai Yeying advanced, her figure gliding forward like a ghost, dodging the fists. Her Black Shadow Whip, like a serpent emerging from its hole, struck the two men's knees with two precise "snap" sounds.

"Splash!" "Splash!"

The two demon cultivators screamed and fell to their knees, clutching their calves in pain.

In the blink of an eye, the three troublemakers were lying on the ground. Many demon cultivators nearby were startled and looked over, their eyes filled with surprise and apprehension.

Those who come here are no pushovers, but this banshee's skill is unexpected.

Bai Yeying put away her whip and coldly glanced at the three people on the ground: "Get lost."

The three demon cultivators didn't even dare to utter a harsh word. They scrambled out of the demon horde, supporting each other as they stumbled and crawled.

The incident was minor and didn't cause much of a stir, as competition was common at treasure hunts. However, Bai Yeying knew that she had made a small appearance and had probably caught the attention of some people.

She didn't linger there, leading Huang Wu deeper into the valley, intending to explore the areas where powerful forces gathered, hoping to hear more about the depths of Black Wind Ridge.

Just as she was passing through a relatively secluded stone forest, a violent surge of demonic energy and the sound of fighting suddenly came from ahead!

"boom!"

The air currents surged, sending sand and stones flying.

In the open space ahead, a tiger spirit and a leopard spirit were fighting. Clearly, the two demons were fighting over something.

A number of demon cultivators gathered at a distance to watch the spectacle, but none dared to approach.

Bai Yeying's eyes narrowed. Just as she was about to take a detour, she discovered that the two demons were fighting over the Gengjin ore she was looking for.

But she wasn't so eager to die, nor did she dare to fight those two powerful demons. It was best to stay away!

At this moment, the tiger spirit in the midst of the fierce battle seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly swung its hand at the leopard spirit in front of it, temporarily forcing the leopard spirit back.

He then swayed slightly and glanced in Bai Yeying's direction, his eyes sharp as knives, pausing slightly as they swept over her waist.

Bai Yeying's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong. This tiger spirit had such keen senses! It had probably detected the aura of the Gengjin ore on her!

She made a quick decision and pulled Huang Wu back.

But it was too late.

The tiger spirit abandoned its fight with the leopard spirit and, like a wisp of yellow smoke, rushed towards Bai Yeying, its voice shrill: "Little girl, what do you have on you? Show it to this great king!"

The oppressive aura descended without any attempt to conceal it, causing Bai Yeying to feel a sudden tightness in her chest and a slight stagnation in the flow of her demonic energy! Huang Wu was so frightened that his legs went weak.

Just as the beast's claw was about to grab her, Bai Yeying gritted her teeth, ready to fight to the death—

"laugh--"

A streak of crimson-gold light, faster than sound, tore through the air, striking precisely three feet in front of the tiger demon's outstretched claws!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a slight cracking sound.

The tiger spirit's forward momentum abruptly halted, as if it had crashed into an invisible wall. It let out a muffled groan, staggered back two steps, and its face showed horror. The demonic energy protecting its body had been easily pierced by that single point of crimson-gold light!

"Who?!" he shouted sharply, his eyes scanning his surroundings with suspicion.

The leopard spirit also stopped what it was doing and looked over warily.

The demon cultivators watching were completely silent, stunned by this sudden and incredibly fierce attack.

Bai Yeying's heart pounded as she looked in the direction from which the crimson-gold light was coming.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on a towering cliff to the side and behind.

The boy in red sat on the edge of the cliff with one leg bent and the other leg hanging down casually, slowly wiping his fingers with a plain white silk handkerchief.

He lowered his head slightly, with stray hairs falling across his forehead, partially obscuring his eyebrows and eyes, revealing only his straight nose and pursed lips.

A breeze swept by, lifting the red ribbon behind his neck and the hem of his robes. Against the backdrop of the chaotic demonic energy below, his figure appeared exceptionally aloof, exuding an air of detachment that seemed to look down upon the world.

After wiping his fingers, he casually tossed the handkerchief aside. Before it even hit the ground, the plain white handkerchief spontaneously combusted in mid-air, turning into a small cluster of flames that vanished in an instant, leaving not even ashes behind.

Then, he slowly raised his head.

The moonlight illuminated his extremely young and handsome face, and his stunningly beautiful phoenix eyes, which were now filled with impatience.

His gaze first swept over the chaotic open space below, over the tiger and leopard spirits facing each other, and he frowned in disgust, as if looking at two wild dogs fighting over rotten flesh.

Finally, their gaze fell upon Bai Yeying, who looked somewhat disheveled under the oppressive aura of the tiger spirit.

Eyes facing each other.

Bai Yeying opened her mouth, but no sound came out. It really was him...

Did he pass by again?

Nezha frowned even more as he looked at her, and a clear sound came from his nose:

"Tsk."

To her, that "tsk" sounded like, "You've gotten yourself into trouble again" and "I knew you'd get yourself into this mess."

Bai Yeying was speechless for a moment. The relief she had just felt from surviving the ordeal was instantly replaced by a feeling of shame and anger.

She didn't do it on purpose! She was just standing there for a while, about to leave, when this happened!

The tiger spirit and the leopard spirit finally saw who it was. The red robes, the red ribbons draped around it, the crimson dot on its forehead, and the pure, domineering, demon-purifying crimson-gold divine light from before…

"Third...Third Prince?!" The leopard demon gasped, its massive body instinctively shrinking back, and the weapon in its hand lowered slightly.

The tiger spirit's expression shifted rapidly, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and dread. Although he often frequented the edge of Xiniu Hezhou, he had heard of this ruthless figure's fearsome reputation!

What's he doing here? Was he sent by the Jade Emperor? Or...?

The tiger spirit suddenly looked at Bai Yeying, its surprise and suspicion growing even stronger. This female demon was actually related to Nezha, the Third Prince?

Nezha ignored their changing expressions. He lightly touched the cliff face with his toes and floated down, landing in front of Bai Yeying, just between her and the tiger spirit.

The boy was tall and straight, more than a head taller than Bai Yeying. He turned to the side, not looking at Bai Yeying, only showing her a sharply defined profile and a slightly taut jaw.

He raised his eyes to look at the tiger spirit, whose face was pale, his tone calm, yet carrying an air of unquestionable oppression:

"You, were you trying to harm my people just now?"