The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

His head is shattered.

Bai Qian didn't leave; she stood there staring at the corpse of the woman in the red dress.

After waiting a while, perhaps unable to contain itself, a reddish-brown fox burst out from the corpse of the woman in the red dress, trying to run towards the fog beside it.

Its tail was stepped on, and before it could even try to break off its tail to escape, it was caught off guard.

The cloth shoe kicked the fox in the back, its body swelled up and then shattered, its shattered organs spilling onto the ground.

Bai Qian stepped over the fragments of the fox's corpse and continued walking forward, towards the mountaintop.

This is just the beginning.

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I'm so sorry for the late update today. Although the book is going to be released today, I didn't leave work early QAQ. I started writing as soon as I got home, so today's update is a bit late, just like before. I hope everyone can understand (bowing).

Today is the third update, but I'll probably wait until tomorrow to finish revising it before posting the third update. I'm too sleepy, and I'm not sure about the quality after writing it. Tomorrow will be the official bonus update. I'll start writing as soon as I wake up tomorrow, and I'll post at least five updates.

Thank you all for your support!

Volume 1: Chapter 62, The Lantern Ghost

The dark red lamps slowly emitted light in the cave, and around them, one skeleton after another was nailed to the walls.

The pitch-black liquid was scooped into a wooden bucket, where it swirled and tried to overflow.

Hu Qiao strode into the cave and bowed to the black and red lamp.

"Lord She, there's an intruder on the mountain outside. Our ancestor asked me to ask you to deal with her," it whispered.

The lamp flickered, and dark red mist slowly flowed out, transforming into a blurry phantom, or rather, a phantom of a man.

"Ha, so you start thinking of me when you run into trouble." His words were laced with mockery.

“I kept asking that old geezer for this yin soil, and he kept scrambling to get it, but he only gave me this little bit.”

“I know what it’s doing. You can tell it that if it wants me to help, that old thing has been trying to establish a connection with it. I’ll be there too.”

“Yes,” Hu Qiao replied without hesitation.

Hearing Hu Qiao's answer, She was stunned for a moment, and looked at Hu Qiao in front of him seriously.

Only after confirming that it must have come as instructed by the old fox did it slowly nod.

"Okay, you lure her over here, I'll take care of it."

After saying that, the man's figure vanished in front of Hu Qiao, turning into black and red flames that flew back into the lamp.

Hu Qiao carefully examined the corpses nailed to the wall. The firelight illuminated the dried corpses, and they seemed to move slightly, a sinister aura emanating from them.

Turning its gaze away, it hurriedly ran out of the cave to lure the person over as instructed by the ghost. Hu Qiao knew it would be difficult; that person was not easy to deal with. Several of her sisters had been either slapped to death or hacked to death with a sword when they saw him.

None of them could last long; they didn't possess any strange or insidious magic or abilities like demons or ghosts, only a simple, unadorned slap.

It's just pure power.

Logically, it should have been the ancestor who came to stop her, but the ancestor is currently preparing for something important and doesn't have time to come out, so she can only ask the ancestor to invite the strange creature that guards the mountain.

However, according to the ancestor, this strange creature should be able to stop her, as long as the ancestor is given some more time.

Hu Qiao stopped in her tracks.

It gazed at the entrance to the cave, where the black-haired girl stood, her feet stained with blood.

She looked at Hu Qiao, whose hair, dripping with blood, clung to her fair skin.

Her gaze was completely pure, as if she were looking at Hu Qiao as if she were looking at something inanimate.

Hu Qiao no longer needs to find a way to lure her over.

Hu Qiao's body stiffened, and it subconsciously turned around, wanting to run towards the lantern ghost.

Turning around, I saw a woman in red.

Hu Qiao dared not look up, for fear that if she did, she would see those colorless eyes.

Its lips moved twice; it seemed to want to say something.

A slap came down.

A beautiful appearance was slapped into the ground.

The next instant, the red fox dashed out.

The physical body is just a physical body; as long as the body itself is intact, it can survive.

The Lantern Demon isn't far away. As long as I can get to the Lantern Demon's territory and survive, I can let the Lantern Demon deal with me.

The dark red flames flickered eerily as its forelimbs touched the area illuminated by the flames.

The deep black flames looked incredibly beautiful to Hu Qiao at that moment.

The man's illusory figure gradually solidified from the firelight. He looked at the fox running towards him, a hint of surprise on his empty, hollow face.

He watched the fox rush over, and then watched the quiet expression on the girl's face behind it.

As soon as its feet touched the area illuminated by the black firelight, it was about to arrive at our side.

Then the cloth shoe stepped on it, the meat sauce burst open, and it died in its hope.

Bai Qian lifted her foot and looked at the scene in her line of sight.

The first thing you see is a body made of black and red flames. You can't make out its shape clearly, but you can roughly tell that it is the silhouette of a man.

Beside the man was a wooden bucket filled with a dark liquid.

She showed no reaction to Hu Qiao's death, or rather, it had no feelings for this group of fox demons; their relationship was merely a matter of material exchange.

Although Bai Qian had just killed Hu Qiao right in front of it, it wasn't too afraid. It wasn't a demon, unlike Hu Qiao. As long as its physical body wasn't destroyed, it wouldn't die.

Of course, its true form is right here, but compared to a demon, it doesn't think the other party can destroy the lamp.

"That old man's enemy?" She Piao asked from mid-air.

Bai Qian didn't answer. She glanced at the lamp first, but then focused most of her attention on the dark liquid beneath it.

She furrowed her brows slightly.

She could sense the filth the moment her gaze fell upon the black liquid.

Naturally, it was definitely not something good, but Bai Qian couldn't guess exactly what it was. She could only guess that it was probably related to some kind of strange thing.

The flames flickered eerily, drifting outwards.

The skeletons nailed to the wall came into contact with the flames and then fell off the wall one by one, their bodies stained with layer after layer of blackish-red flames.

His empty eyes stared at the girl who was now standing on the fox demon.

"These people were all offered to me by those fox demons," She explained to Bai Qian, a strange smile playing on its lips.

"Before they died, their skin was peeled off, their bones and some of their flesh were sent to me, and I left their souls here."

The skeletons slowly began to move, but the next second after the explanation, they rushed over.

Compared to the ghouls controlled by the wolf demon before, these are much faster, not just by a factor of two, but they are on completely different levels.

In just a few blinks of an eye, they had already arrived in front of Bai Qian.

The eerie flames reflected on the girl's indifferent face.

She saw Bai Qian raise her head.

The skeletons didn't touch the red figure at all; she floated lightly past them.

She frowned.

The bones exploded and flames rose.

The flames clung to the hem of the girl's dress and her dark hair, burning brightly.

But what was burning was not the girl's body at that moment, but rather her ghost.

Bai Qian's movements were unaffected. She arrived in front of She, and the man was shattered into countless fiery fragments by a single punch.

Without stopping, she immediately turned her gaze to the lamp that emitted a dark red, eerie glow.

Draw your sword.

The flames were cleaved open, and the longsword shattered.

The lamp was cut in half, but the flame still burned faintly.

They spread across the girl's body, burning her soul.

Bai Qian remained unmoved. She raised her half-broken sword and slashed at the lamp in front of her again.

The iron pieces collided with each other, and flames splattered.

A giant hand formed from flames suddenly shot out and slammed towards Bai Qian, who was wielding a sword and constantly slashing at the lamp.

Bai Qian looked at the giant hand, her deep eyes remaining completely still, without even making a move to dodge or resist.

She let the flames rush towards her, the flames swirling around the girl like mist.

Bai Qian simply raised her sword and slashed at the lamp.

The lamp was broken.

Volume 1: Chapter 63, Asura

I find the idea of ​​luxury a little hard to understand.

It certainly knew that anyone who dared to venture into the mountains was more or less mentally unstable.

To act so arrogantly on someone else's turf, one must either be mentally unstable or have some kind of powerful backing.

However, it is not afraid. It has seen plenty of arrogant people, but it has also killed quite a few.

What it couldn't understand was why she was completely unharmed.

It was originally a strange creature transformed from a lamp. It was once worshipped by people and served as a deity for a certain period of time. However, after the people stopped offering incense and the deity was too slow, it naturally became a strange creature.

He can grow stronger by simply devouring people's souls, making him far stronger than he was as a god in the past.

These black and red flames are not real flames, but rather an illusion. It is perfectly acceptable to mistake them for ghostly energy or even incense.

They burn people's souls, their spirits, using these spirits as fuel for their own advancement—this is perfectly reasonable.

It wasn't that it never failed in the past, but the opponents I encountered only used the same strange energy or demonic power to block me. Just like in a wrestling match, the one with greater strength always wins.

but now......

She couldn't understand why, as the flames burned her body, she offered no resistance.

Her vengeful spirit was burning without any cover.

This is a far more terrifying pain than any punishment. Whether human or demon, once a spirit is set ablaze, it will not be able to move; it will probably only want to die.

Losing consciousness is the most merciful thing.

That's how it should be.

The sword slashed down again and again, but it was utterly impossible for the steel sword to cut through the lamp soaked in eerie energy.

Even if she chops a hundred times or a thousand times, it won't make a difference.

As expected, the sword shattered, but the lamp was also cut in half.

Whether or not it can be understood, it is a reality that must be accepted.

Flames rose up, and the flames attached to Bai Qian's body also spread out.

She didn't die; it had just bet that Bai Qian couldn't withstand the burning of the Yin spirits, but it failed.

It's like burning something incredibly hard; the flames wouldn't even leave a mark on it, let alone burn it.

This doesn't mean it lost; even though its body was cut open, the flames still remained.

The flames scattered among the surrounding corpses gathered together again, and all of these flames coalesced into a single figure.

It wasn't a man, but a woman.

Of course, for Lux, there is no difference between men and women; as a supernatural entity, it has no concept of gender.