Underworld entries, starting with ghost stories.

[Strangeness Level 38, Ferocity Level 1, Evil Charm Level 0, Mystery Level 4, Infectivity Level 3.]

Wu Qing saw that the progress bar for the "Lv1" level was already halfway through.

The man on top failed in his sneak attack and instead found himself in a deadly predicament.

As Dou Xianniang retreated to avoid the attack, she thrust her sword into his back.

The man burst down from the top of the mountain. The "Mountain Splitting and Ox Crack" move was so powerful that there was no time to change tactics or maneuver in the air.

Thud! He crashed to the ground and died instantly.

The skinny, sleazy man with the gun swiftly thrust his spear at Dou Xianniang.

Dou Xianniang sheathed her sword and parried the quick-firing gun.

At that moment, Wu Qing saw blue text floating beneath the thin man's feet.

—"Dark Crossbow!"

"Watch out for the hidden weapon at his feet!"

Before he finished speaking, the thin man raised his leg and shot out a sharp arrow from his foot.

Dou Xianniang spun around, and with a whoosh, the arrow pierced through the air, striking the statue with a clang.

"You brat!" The skinny man looked at Wu Qing and flew into a rage.

The man with the knife and the man with the hammer were shocked to find their two sneak attacks had failed.

They closed in with all their might, trying their best to capture Dou Xianniang.

Dou Xianniang's sword flashed, her steps were like a wisp of smoke, and with a kick, the furnace carrying embers flew towards the hammer wielder.

The hammer-wielder smashed the furnace with one blow, sending embers flying and blinding him.

A sword light flashed across the sky, slicing through his throat.

The hammer fell, and he clutched his split neck, staggering backward.

The person wielding the knife also had their vision obscured by the rising dust.

He roared repeatedly, unleashing bursts of energy with his broadsword in an attempt to protect himself.

Three sword lights flashed in front of him, and when he tried to parry them with his knife, he missed completely and used the wrong force.

The fourth sword light, as delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze, pierced the heart of the swordsman.

The last, thinner man tried to use the Yin Snake Spear to rescue his companion, but he was unable to do so.

He watched as his companion, who was holding a knife, was also struck by the sword.

"It's all your fault, you brat!" In a fit of rage, he abandoned Dou Xianniang and charged at Wu Qing.

Dou Xianniang swiftly drew her sword from the wielder's chest.

Despite having a sword in her heart, the wielder used his last bit of strength to slash her horizontally at the waist.

Dou Xianniang used her Smoke Step to dodge, but she was a fraction too slow and could no longer intercept the thin man with the gun.

Left with no other choice, she threw her sword, which flew out like a flash of light and shot towards the thin man holding the gun.

Wu Qing watched helplessly as the spear came hurtling towards him.

It's not that he didn't want to avoid it, but that he simply couldn't avoid it.

With a thud, the spearhead pierced his chest.

He looked down and thought, "Never mind."

Anyway, this guy can't escape, so we'll just write three "misery" characters on his thigh later.

With a clang, a sword flew diagonally, piercing the man's armpit and pinning him to the wall.

Blood splattered from Wu Qing's chest, his lungs were ruptured, and he was leaking every breath he took.

He sat on the ground, resigned to his death.

Even after death, you can still earn some weird points, so it doesn't seem like such a bad thing.

"Hold on!" A fragrant breeze wafted from behind.

A hand pressed against his back, and a cool, refreshing energy surged into his back, forcefully repairing the ruptured lung.

Is it possible for martial arts in this world to reach such a level?

Wu Qing felt a sharp pain in his chest, but he discovered that he could not only breathe weakly, but the bleeding from his chest had also stopped.

The mysterious energy temporarily sealed his wound.

Dou Xianniang held the boy in her arms, feeling a surge of guilt.

The reason the boy was targeted was because he spoke up twice to remind her and helped her.

Actually, the hidden crossbow was alright; even without his reminder, she was confident she could avoid it.

When traveling the martial arts world, one must always be wary of hidden weapons.

But the rooftop attack was completely unexpected. Now that she thinks about it, the three men who rushed into the temple from the front were actually trying to cover up their comrades who were about to ambush her from behind, and she really hadn't anticipated that move.

Dou Xianniang knew that sealing the wound with her inner energy was only an emergency measure.

Her inner energy will eventually run out, and then the boy will still die.

She picked up the boy and floated away, letting out a whistle, as horses galloped towards them from afar.

Dou Xianniang leaped onto her horse, continuing to use her inner energy to heal the boy's injuries while galloping away.

Wu Qing nestled in the beauty's arms, his face swaying, his touch against her prominent curves through her chest.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that there were still words attached to her breasts.

The only difference is that the term has changed from "woman's breasts" to "a beautiful woman's breasts that she's willing to let you rub against."

"I can't take it anymore!" His chest ached terribly, the pain causing his whole body to convulse. "I...I'm going to die..."

"No, you can still be saved," Dou Xianniang said seriously.

"It's too late to save me, just kill me... After you kill me, let me, let me be with you..."

"You were injured saving me, I will never let you die here!" Dou Xianniang held him tightly, doing her best to keep him alive, while looking ahead. "My surname is Dou, and my given name is Xianniang! Tell me your name."

"Wu...Qing!"

"Wu Qing? Hold on, I won't let you die."

"No... I don't care if I die, as long as I..."

"Don't speak, just rest. It's not time for you to give your last words yet."

"I'm not giving my last words. Listen, listen to me. Kill me, and after I die, let me..."

"Shut up!"

While riding her horse, Dou Xianniang used all her inner energy to seal his wounds and maintain his last breath, so she didn't have time to talk to him.

Wu Qing, shut up!

It really doesn't have to be that complicated.

Kill me, make me cling to your leg, shouting "I died so tragically!" and then write three "tragic" characters.

Dou Xianniang's horse galloped swiftly, traversing the mountain path as if it were flat ground.

Wu Qing nestled in the beauty's arms, but even though she was pouring all her energy into him, he was still in so much pain he wanted to die.

Being alive is heavy, being half-dead is painful.

It would be more comfortable to just die, wouldn't it?

He saw that Dou Xianniang's beautiful face was covered in sweat in the sunlight.

He sighed softly, feeling a pang of reluctance to let her die.

Dou Xianniang's horse can travel a thousand miles a day.

Half a day later, Dou Xianniang herself was also swaying, barely holding on to the last bit of her true energy.

Before she was completely exhausted, she spurred her horse and charged into a mountain village.

"Miss?" Someone rushed over and caught the two of them as they fell from their horses.

"Bring...bring Master Cen here to save this young man...quickly!" Her weak voice sounded like she was groaning on the brink of death, making it impossible for anyone to hear her clearly.

Fortunately, the maids and servants around her quickly understood what she meant and hurriedly went to call for help.

At this moment, Wu Qing also fell into a deep sleep amidst the numb pain.

He didn't become a ghost story; in fact, he slept very peacefully.

He would occasionally open his eyes, sometimes in the daytime, sometimes in the night, surrounded by people he didn't recognize.

And so, I don't know how much time passed.

Finally, he regained consciousness and found himself lying on a fragrant couch covered with brocade.

The room was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, and there was a young maidservant dressed in green beside her.