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

There's no way to avoid it! Then let's not try to avoid it!

Just as the giant claw was less than half a foot from her head, and the wind from its claws was about to tear the stray hairs from her forehead—

Bai Yeying's other hand, which had been hanging by her side, suddenly clenched its five fingers, and her nails grew out of shape under the influence of demonic power.

The hand that had transformed into sharp claws lashed out from below, reaching upwards!

The target was the Black Wind Monster's wide-open yellow eyes, bulging with rage and excruciating pain!

"Pfft!" A wet, sticky, muffled sound.

A liquid with a strong, fishy smell splashed all over her.

How disgusting π_π.

"Awooo—!!!"

The screams were even more agonizing than when his ribs were pierced before, and they seemed to shake the entire Trapped Sky Mountain.

The Black Wind Monster's massive body suddenly leaned backward, wildly swinging its spiked club and other claw, but due to the intense pain and sudden loss of vision, it completely lost its composure.

Bai Yeying struck successfully and didn't linger. She didn't even look at the sticky mess clinging to her claws.

Using the force of her counter-flip, she spun around without stopping, and then suddenly flicked her wrist!

"Whoosh—!"

The whip that had pierced the Black Wind Monster's ribs obeyed its master's will and was suddenly pulled out of the wound, bringing with it a spray of blood!

Without pausing for a moment, the whip took advantage of Bai Yeying's spinning landing and silently circled around to the back of her, who was in excruciating pain and had her defenses wide open.

Black Wind Monster instinctively wanted to turn around and swing his bat to block.

But it's too late.

Bai Yeying landed, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and darted forward again, almost touching the Black Wind Monster's broad, wall-like back!

With a twist of his wrist and a flick of his wrist, he held the whip handle!

The black whip snapped straight in mid-air, then coiled around the Black Wind Monster's thick neck like a giant python!

One lap! Two laps! Three laps!

The whip tightened instantly, digging into the fur and sinking into the flesh!

"Uh...hoarse..." All of the Black Wind Monster's roars and howls of pain were stuck in its throat, turning into a series of hoarse sounds.

It dropped the spiked club and desperately tried to grab the whip around its neck with both hands, attempting to tear it apart.

But the Black Shadow Whip was forged from the main tendon of the Black Dragon, making it incredibly tough. It was also infused with Bai Yeying's demonic power, so how could it easily break free?

Bai Yeying gripped the whip handle tightly with both hands, leaning back at almost a 45-degree angle to the ground, pressing all her weight and strength onto it.

His arm trembled slightly from the exertion, and his knuckles turned white from clenching his fist.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes fixed on the struggling back of the Black Wind Monster, without a trace of pity in them.

It's either her or it!

The Black Wind Monster's struggles grew weaker and weaker; its wildly waving claws fell limply to its sides, and its massive body began to twitch before going still.

"Madam!" "Madam is mighty!"

Behind them came the excited shouts of Cui Luo, Huang Wu, and other little demons, filled with ecstasy at having survived the ordeal.

Bai Yeying seemed not to hear. All her attention was focused on the whip in her hand.

Until the Black Wind Monster's body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, the deep welts from the whip around its neck nearly severed its head, and then there was no more sound.

Bai Yeying suddenly let go, staggering back two steps.

"Huff... huff..."

She was gasping for breath, her chest heaving violently, cold sweat beading on her forehead, mingling with the blood splattered on her face and dripping down her chin.

The exhaustion from overusing her demonic power, and the shock from the life-or-death battle, left her limbs and bones feeling weak and sore.

The Shadow Whip lay limply on the ground, its blade stained with blood.

"Madam! Are you alright?" Cuiluo was the first to react, rushing forward to support her, her voice filled with worry.

Huang Wu, Teng Han, and other lesser demons also gathered around, their eyes filled with awe and lingering fear, as well as the excitement of surviving a calamity.

Bai Yeying waved her hand, wanting to say "It's nothing," but her throat was too dry to utter a complete sound. She simply steadied herself with Cuiluo's help.

His gaze swept over the hideous corpse of the Black Wind Monster on the ground, then over the few lesser demons under the Black Wind Monster who had been whipped down earlier and were now struggling to get up.

The lesser demons, meeting her gaze, were terrified, as if doused with ice water. They scrambled to their feet, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Madam, spare us! Madam, spare us! It was Black Wind who forced us! We'll never dare to do it again! Please, Madam, have mercy!"

Bai Yeying closed her eyes to suppress the discomfort in her heart.

She wasn't a bloodthirsty person. The Black Wind Monster was dead, the ringleader eliminated. These henchmen...

"Get out of here, leave Trapped Sky Mountain, and never let me see you again."

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Madam! Thank you for sparing our lives!" The little demons, as if granted a pardon, scrambled to their feet in a panic and disappeared into the depths of the forest without looking back.

After dealing with all this, Bai Yeying finally breathed a sigh of relief, her body going limp as she leaned almost entirely against Cuiluo.

"Madam, let us help you back to your cave to rest!" Cuiluo said with concern.

"Wait," Bai Yeying forced herself to stay awake, pointing to the Black Wind Monster's corpse, "Dispose of this corpse. Keep the useful materials, and the rest... burn them, or bury them far away, so as not to pollute the spiritual energy of the mountains."

"Yes, Madam, rest assured, leave it to us!" Teng Han immediately patted his chest in agreement and beckoned a few of the bolder little demons to step forward.

Bai Yeying then returned to her cave.

Back in the familiar quiet room, Cuiluo brought clean water and helped her wipe the blood off her face and hands.

The warm water flowed over her skin, washing away the stickiness and fishy smell, and gradually relaxing her tense nerves.

Changing out of her blood-stained dress and into a clean, plain shirt, Bai Yeying sat cross-legged on the stone bed, trying to regulate her breathing, but found that her mind was still turbulent and her demonic power was sluggish.

The battle just now, though seemingly won, was actually extremely dangerous. If she hadn't overcome her fear at the last moment and taken a risky gamble, she would probably be the one lying on the ground right now.

The Black Wind Monster's skills and strength were indeed superior to hers. She was able to win because of her agility, ruthlessness, and a bit of surprise.

The strength is still not enough!

She opened her eyes and looked at her fingertips. Her fingertips had returned to their fair and soft state, showing no signs of abnormality.

But the sensation of that piercing eyeball seemed to linger there.

She frowned, suppressing the physical discomfort.

This is survival. In this world of gods, demons, and monsters, there are no laws or morals, only the law of the jungle.

Today, she killed the Black Wind Monster. If she had been weaker, the outcome would have been completely different.

"Madam, have some ginseng tea to calm your mind." Cuiluo brought in a cup of warm tea, which contained old ginseng roots picked from the mountains. Although the spiritual energy was faint, it could calm the mind and replenish energy.

Bai Yeying took it and slowly sipped it. The warm liquid slid down her throat, spreading warmth and gradually warming her cold limbs.

"Is everything outside taken care of?" she asked.

"Teng Han and the others are cleaning up now." Cui Luo sat down beside her, still shaken. "Madam, you scared us to death just now! That Black Wind Monster was so ferocious..."

"It's alright, it's all in the past." Bai Yeying put down her teacup and looked at Cuiluo. "After this ordeal, the other spirits in the mountains shouldn't dare to attack easily anymore. You can now cultivate in peace."

Cuiluo nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with gratitude and respect: "It's all thanks to Madam! From now on, our Trap Mountain will have a true protector!"

Bai Yeying smiled but didn't say anything. A powerful backer? She didn't even have one herself!

However, she remembered that in the original story, the Golden-Nosed White-Haired Rat Spirit had taken Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, as his father, recognized Nezha the Third Prince as his brother, and even set up a memorial tablet in the Bottomless Cave of Trapped Sky Mountain, using this tiger skin as a banner.

Although she had no intention of following the original plot to capture Tang Sanzang, she figured she might as well make use of this background!

Anyway, once the memorial tablet is set up and incense is offered, as long as she doesn't use their name to do anything truly heinous, those two in heaven, who are busy with countless affairs of state, probably won't bother with the petty thoughts of a little rat spirit in the mortal realm.

We might as well wave this big flag!

Without further ado, Bai Yeying stood up abruptly and called out, "Cuiluo!"

Cuiluo looked at the lady who suddenly stood up, somewhat puzzled, but still asked, "Madam, what are your orders?"

Bai Yeying cleared her throat, trying to make her expression appear natural yet somewhat inscrutable: "Go find some fine fragrant wood, and find a skilled craftsman to carve two memorial tablets."

Cuiluo blinked, a little puzzled: "A memorial tablet? Is Madam going to worship her ancestors?"

"I suppose so." Bai Yeying walked around the stone chamber with her hands behind her back, her gaze drifting to the top of the cave, as if she could see through the rocks to the heavens above.

She turned around and looked at Cuiluo: "The memorial tablet reads, 'The seat of my esteemed elder brother, Nezha, the Third Prince,' and 'The seat of my esteemed father, Li Tianwang.'"