The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

Bai Qian also looked at them curiously.

This is the first time I've seen desserts come up on their own.

Volume 1: 166. One punch to kill, no need to dodge (Fourth update)

After the Qinglang Gang members walked in, they looked around, skipped over Bai Qian and her companion who didn't seem to pose much of a threat, and focused their gaze directly on Du Xianhua.

Seeing that they didn't care about her at all, Bai Qian tilted her head.

So, it seems that Qinglang doesn't mention himself to the other members of the Qinglang Gang. I wonder if it's because he feels it's unnecessary or for some other reason.

Du Xianhua went to greet him, exchanged a glance with the leader of the Qinglang Gang, and then spoke.

"May I ask what brings you to the martial arts school?" It was clear at a glance that you had ill intentions.

"Master Du, we're here to collect our dues," the leading man said with a forced smile.

Upon hearing his words, Du Xianhua frowned again.

Example money? Where does this come from? I've never heard of it before.

Despite thinking this, Du Xianhua nodded without showing any emotion.

"I've never heard of that before."

"This is our gang's new rule. As you know, there have been a lot of demons causing trouble in the city lately. If it weren't for our help in suppressing them, who knows how chaotic the city would be now? So it's not unreasonable to collect some fees, is it?"

Du Xianhua paused for a moment upon hearing this.

You are the biggest demons in this city. If you were gone, the city might be a little more peaceful.

“I think you all know the situation at our martial arts school. We barely have any students each day, so where would we get the money to pay the fees?” Du Xianhua said, feigning difficulty.

“Aren’t there two students here? I think they can definitely pay the basic fee, which isn’t much, just one hundred and fifty taels.”

Du Xianhua's face turned cold upon hearing this.

One hundred and fifty taels? That's really audacious of you.

"One hundred and fifty taels?" The Green Wave Gang is practically robbing us.

Several gang members, carrying broadswords, remained silent.

Du Xianhua hesitated for a moment, knowing that a direct refusal was unrealistic.

She wasn't afraid of these people, but the Qinglang Gang members were indeed difficult to deal with. Once she dealt with one group, another would come.

Besides, he could deal with them, but the three behind him didn't have that ability.

While she was still thinking about what to do, Bai Qian behind her glanced at the Qinglang Gang members opposite her and suddenly thought of something.

She gently nudged Pei Huan beside her, and Pei Huan turned his head in confusion to look at Bai Qian, seeing the moon-white light particle floating in her fair palm.

She blinked, not quite understanding Bai Qian's meaning.

But he still accepted the particle of light.

The light particles merged into Pei Huan's body the moment they touched her skin.

Pei Huan curiously squeezed her smooth fingers, not waiting for her to realize what it meant.

I heard a sound of something falling to the ground.

Du Xianhua's side had already started fighting with the Qinglang Gang, but they didn't notice which side started it.

Several gang members have already been knocked to the ground by Du Xianhua.

Pei Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a rare hint of expectation appear in Bai Qian's usually cold eyes.

"Keep it up." I heard her say that.

Now that they understood what their master Qian meant, they also felt the strange power slowly emerging within their bodies.

Hesitantly, he stood up and happened to run into a member of the Qinglang Gang, who was attacking Du Xianhua while also trying to capture the three people in the martial arts school.

Instead of using a broadsword, he simply threw a punch.

A pale white mist gently wafted out from around Pei Huan, transforming into a thin veil.

The man's punch hit the thin veil, but it had no effect on Pei Huan.

It was also Pei Huan's first time fighting someone, and he was a little unsure of what to do. He hesitated for a moment when he looked at the man in blue in front of him, and then threw a punch as well.

A thin mist swirled around him. The man in blue was knocked back by a punch, but he managed to stay upright. However, his face was somewhat gloomy, or rather, angry.

It looked at Pei Huan, who was hesitant and indecisive in front of it, picked up the broadsword in its left hand, and simply slashed at Pei Huan.

Pei Huan reacted a little too slowly at this moment and didn't have time to dodge. The demonic energy swirling around the broadsword easily tore through the moon-white veil the moment it touched it.

Just as the blade was about to strike the girl's fair skin, a slender, jade-like finger reached out and blocked the sharp edge. The pale skin made contact with the blade without any change.

"Your reaction is too slow," Bai Qian's cold voice rang in Pei Huan's ears.

"Don't hesitate," Bai Qian said calmly, gripping the blade of the broadsword.

The seed of furnace fire that she gave Pei Huan might not be enough to deal with demons like those with divine will, but it could still contend with those who had opened meridians.

Like the person opposite, you could easily kill him with one punch, or at least seriously injure him. But when Pei Huan threw a punch, it didn't seem to have any effect. The truth is, she didn't dare to use her full strength.

"Don't be afraid to use force. If you don't want to dodge its attack, then do it like this." Bai Qian said, casually pinching her fingers, easily crushing the hard broadsword, and then clenching her fist.

Her white fingers transformed into tiny fists, which then pounded forward without hesitation.

The punch wasn't fast, but the man in blue couldn't dodge it.

Not only can it not dodge, it can't move either.

The shadows enveloped it, and the light in the entire martial arts hall seemed to be captured by that fist, with no light visible, as if a mass of darkness was silently crashing into it.

A terrifying, profound chill caused its eyes to involuntarily turn into crimson snake pupils, and crimson snake scales sprouted all over its body.

But it was to no avail. No matter how much it struggled, the small, pale fist remained unchanged, slowly crashing towards it like a mountain pressing down.

All I could see was that fist.

The scales protecting his chest were of no use to the girl's fist, which easily sank into his flesh like a pebble thrown into water. Bright red water splashed from his chest, first creating a hole slightly larger than a fist, and then the hole expanded until it covered most of the man's body in an instant.

The remaining half of the body had its internal organs exposed, and the meat paste mixed with snake scales fell to the ground. The snake eyes were still staring at Bai Qian, full of terror. But in the next instant, the two eyeballs slowly slid out of their sockets and fell into the pool of blood, splashing ripples.

Its body swayed and fell down, as if its skeleton had been dismantled. It was motionless, leaving only a layer of skin and blood mixed together.

Pei Huan stared blankly at the scene, and carefully touched the blood droplets on her cheek.

"If you don't want to dodge its attacks, then just punch it to death." Bai Qian's voice was slightly cold.

"We don't need to know what it will be, we just need to know what you will do."

Meanwhile, the leader of the Qinglang Gang, who was locked in combat with Du Xianhua, noticed Bai Qian's side and saw something on the ground that was hard to call a corpse.

He paused for a moment, just about to remind his subordinates.

She watched as Bai Qian raised Pei Huan's hand.

Then he saw the moon-white mist blooming like lotus flowers, transforming into invisible threads and nets that enveloped people in this world.

It melts a person's body, consciousness, and everything else into this moonlit world.

She slowly devoured it.

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There was supposed to be one more chapter, but I'm getting a bit dizzy and my heart is pounding, so I'll stop now and add it tomorrow QAQ

I owe about thirty more chapters of the reward. I'll tally it up tomorrow and try to pay it off this month.

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Volume 1: Chapter 167, It's My Responsibility If You Kill Me

The martial arts hall was quiet at this moment, not only for Bai Qian and her companion, but also for Du Xianhua and her companion.

It felt like a dream, but it was clearly not a dream.

The people of Qinglang Gang are not weak. This is common knowledge among the people of Changcheng Prefecture. It is because of the secret techniques of Qinglang Gang that even ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts before can gain power far exceeding that of those who have practiced martial arts for more than ten years after joining Qinglang Gang.

Although the price was severe, not only would it mean being unable to break free from the Qinglang Gang, but it would also mean having to eat raw meat and blood. Du Xianhua had even heard that the Qinglang Gang sometimes acquired death row inmates and turned them into blood food for its members.

If you were to ask what the difference is between joining the Qinglang Gang and a normal demon, the only difference might be that you still look like a human and have some family or friends.

Even Du Xianhua had some trouble dealing with these people, as her martial arts were mainly based on agility and she was not good at head-on combat.

He was initially worried about the three people in the martial arts school. Although He Yu had been practicing martial arts with him, she was distracted and hadn't really learned much. She might be able to deal with an average adult man, but it would be impossible for her to deal with this group of Qinglang Gang members.

As for Bai Qian and Pei Huan, they've only been learning martial arts for a few days and are still studying the principles of martial arts; it's not time for them to practice fighting techniques yet.

That's how it should have been.

A wisp of moon-white still lingered in her vision, somewhat resembling the bright moon rising in the sky, yet not quite the same. It was something like mist, yet also like fire, reminding Du Xianhua of the rumors she had heard before.

It is said that when martial artists reach a high level of cultivation, their blood and qi condense into mercury and then transform into qi, which is how this phenomenon occurs. Just as demons also have demonic energy, martial artists who reach a high level of cultivation can also generate qi.

But that level was too far for Du Xianhua.

I initially thought I'd probably never have the chance to meet them in this lifetime...

Du Xianhua looked at Bai Qian, who was teaching Pei Huan, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

At this point, she certainly wouldn't think that Bai Qian was a complete novice who had never learned martial arts.

"When you make your move, don't be too afraid. Hit with all your might. It doesn't matter if you kill someone," Bai Qian said, looking up at Pei Huan.

The martial arts school was in a mess. Pools of blood lay on the ground, indistinguishable as to whether the flesh had turned to mud or the bones had been melted by the fire. It looked as if some monster had devoured them. Only the blood on the ground reminded people that people had been standing there just moments before.

One of the Qinglang Gang members remained, slumped on the ground. He was the only one without any demonic aura. He lay there, staring in terror at the black-haired girl in the white dress. Her pretty and cute face, in his eyes at this moment, was no more benevolent than any bloodthirsty demon, but rather more terrifying.

Pei Huan lowered his head slightly and could see Bai Qian's white shoes with bright red blood droplets dripping from them.

"I'm just a little worried that if I kill him with one punch, what kind of trouble will I get?" she whispered in defense.

Bai Qian tilted her head upon hearing this.

"I've told you this many times," she said earnestly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. If I kill you, someone will come looking for you, and I'll deal with them."

"You just keep throwing punches, I'll take care of the ones you can't beat." His tone was very calm, as if he were just having a casual chat.

Pei Huan felt a slight stirring in her heart, but more than being moved, she felt ashamed.

Just like her previous thoughts, she still felt that the help she could bring to Bai Qian was too small.

Bai Qian still needs to spare time to take care of him, which is something he has to admit whether he wants to or not.

I felt a little sad inside, but on the surface, there wasn't much change.

That's how she is; no matter what's on her mind, she won't show it, she'll just smile.

"Okay." Despite a thousand thoughts swirling in her mind, she simply lowered her eyes and softly replied.

If there's one thought that's most troubling, it's probably inferiority complex.

Like silk threads, they tightly bind one's heart, making it impossible to break free and suffocating one.

Bai Qian glanced at Pei Huan quietly, as if she could tell what he was thinking, and gently shook her head and squeezed his hand.

She didn't say much, as she wasn't very good at this kind of thing.

Being able to read people's minds doesn't mean one is exceptionally perceptive, nor does it mean one is adept at understanding people's thoughts. At least for Bai Qian, this is a difficult task.

He glanced at the remaining Qinglang Gang members, but only looked at him once before looking away.

I didn't find any useful information at first glance; panic, panic, and more panic.

There wasn't much useful information in his fragmented thoughts, perhaps because he was just a member of the Qinglang Gang who wasn't even a formal member. He had only come along with the other elders and didn't even know the most basic things.

So Bai Qian just glanced at him and didn't even ask a question.

He closed his eyes and gently sensed that the area outside the martial arts school, or rather the entire Changcheng Mansion, was not peaceful.

After thinking for a moment, he stopped paying attention to him and took Pei Huan's hand, intending to leave the martial arts school.

Du Xianhua looked at Bai Qian, who was about to leave the martial arts school, and hesitated, but didn't say anything.

She certainly wouldn't treat Bai Qian the same way she did before. In fact, what puzzled her even more now was why Bai Qian had stayed at the martial arts school in the first place.