I, who was turned into a woman by the Jade Maiden Master, want to rebel against the Heavenly Gang.

It seems that even in such a narrow space where there is nowhere to escape, the sword can still deal area damage.

Then, focus your attacks with powerful single-target attacks like Foxfire and Azure Moon Hidden Dragon Sword. The Thousand Mountains Flying Snow's storm probably won't spin, but it's worth a try.

But even if this can suppress others, how will Jiang Chun deal with them? Although the Xuan Ying technique is extremely cruel and devoid of humanity, it has indeed brought about a rapid advancement in cultivation.

At this moment, Jiang Chun's cultivation, even if not as high as that of the Crimson Moon Saintess, was far superior to Gan Mingyue and Nangong Yue at the Azure Cloud Gathering. In terms of cultivation level alone, she possessed an overwhelming advantage. This was undeniable.

Qin Rufeng was rehearsing various tactics in her mind. Just then, a rustling sound interrupted her thoughts.

It wasn't Jiang Chun who made any move, but rather a cocoon not far away that started to move.

Chapter 110 The Fairy's Crisis

Jiang Chun looked excited and said with a smile, "It's coming! The cocoon is about to move!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Rufeng stood up. To avoid misjudging the situation and getting caught in an uncontrollable chaotic battle, she did not draw her sword but instead took out her pipa.

Then, with composure, she began to play the famous pipa piece, "Ambush from Ten Sides"...

There are two reasons for doing this. First, it's to confuse the opponent and provide cover for the sword move "Ambush from Ten Sides" of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, making the opponent mistakenly believe it's a zither technique. Second, it's to test whether her musical zither technique is effective against Jiang Chun and the others.

This piece is extremely difficult. Qin Rufeng had already learned it before she transmigrated. However, back then, she wasn't playing a pipa at all, but rather a loquat...

She handed the sheet music to her master, Liu Bailian, and with his help and instruction, she gradually mastered it. Now, she is at a level where she can play in a refined setting.

The sound of the pipa filled the air, as if an imminent protective barrier had been unleashed. A chilling aura instantly enveloped the surroundings. The strings seemed to conjure images of soldiers amidst the grass and trees; the fingers danced with the glint of swords.

Jiang Chun, who had been excited just moments before, now had no smile on her face. Instead, she stared at Qin Rufeng and the cocoon that was now trembling with excitement, her brows furrowed.

Even Lu Baichuan and the others, who had transformed into the Horse-Faced Buddha, showed signs of tension and anxiety, panting heavily and pawing the ground with their hooves.

It seems the music is effective for them; that's good news...

As the music played, the cocoon throbbed more and more frequently. The trembling grew faster and faster, until finally it suddenly stood up!

This was truly unexpected. Instead of emerging from the cocoon as Qin Rufeng had imagined, it stood up completely.

The lower half of the cocoon, wrapped in silk threads, contained the host. He was still in human form, but his back was hunched. On his back grew a worm-shell-like sphere, as if it were a huge tumor.

The tumor was still throbbing...

Upon closer inspection, Qin Rufeng realized it wasn't a tumor, but the abdomen of a giant insect, much like a globular spider or a tick gorged on blood.

The sphere was about the same size as the host's upper body, like a huge, bulging bag being carried while bent over.

Several thick, arthropod legs tightly embraced the innkeeper's chest, making it look like ribs were protruding.

Four thicker, longer arthropod legs extended from the shoulders and ribs, waving incessantly. The legs were covered in sharp spikes, and the tips had scythe-like claws.

Similar arthropod legs tightly grip the host's neck, as if a terrifying bony hand is choking him.

Looking at the host's physical form... his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin was pale and bloodless. He was emaciated and walked with a stagger.

He ignored Jiang Chun and the others around him, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Qin Rufeng and Li Qingshi, like a demon seeing fresh flesh and blood.

Although the creature appeared slow-moving, Qin Rufeng dared not be negligent in the slightest. Seeing it curl up as if poised to pounce, Qin Rufeng's heart leaped into his throat.

Suddenly, the creature leaped up and pounced straight at him. The incense had absolutely no effect on it!

At this moment, the piece "Ambush from Ten Sides" reached its climax. Qin Rufeng, holding the pipa at an angle, rapidly strummed the strings, his hands creating afterimages.

At the same time, she glared angrily and unleashed an invisible sword aura. The parasitic host that leaped at her was instantly cleaved in mid-air, its limbs severed.

After struggling on the ground for a while, he stood up again...

Qin Rufeng noticed that one of the legs of the segmented limb that was wrapped around his chest was missing, and there were also obvious slash marks on the other two segments.

Clearly, the ambush from all sides technique was insufficient to strike at its vitals. The arthropods on the host's chest, like a breastplate, inefficiently absorbed most of the sword energy's sharpness.

Qin Rufeng then unleashed another sword aura, this time slashing horizontally towards the host's neck.

With a sharp "crack," the VIII-Cut Bell-Slaying Spirit Collar" around the host's neck was severed, and a deep wound was slashed into his throat. Although the head wasn't cut off, this blow would have been fatal to a normal person.

However, the host did not bleed a single drop and continued to approach step by step. This was not surprising, since he was originally pale and bloodless.

Qin Rufeng unleashed a third sword strike, cleanly severing its head. The host collapsed to the ground, motionless, as if its strings had been cut, but the parasite's limbs on its back continued to flare incessantly.

Qin Rufeng unleashed another sword aura, which struck the spherical abdomen of the parasite on its back!

With a "pop!", the parasite's entire abdomen burst open! A large amount of bright red blood splattered everywhere. Qin Rufeng reacted quickly, releasing freezing air to prevent the blood from getting on himself and Li Qingshi.

So this thing really is a bloodsucking worm. Presumably, all the blood in the host's body is concentrated in the abdomen of that giant parasite on its back.

Having killed the parasitic host, Qin Rufeng breathed a slight sigh of relief, and the pipa stopped playing. Jiang Chun's face regained its smug smile, and she clapped her hands and laughed, "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Sister Liu's zither music is exquisite; she can even take someone's head with her music. It's truly a divine skill. She is indeed a genuine fairy."

“That’s why… I like you.” A wicked smile appeared on her face. “But I think women… are all the same, really.”

"Even a pure and innocent fairy would scream incessantly if stripped of her modesty and her lofty dignity and snow-white body were pressed into the mud and water and penetrated repeatedly, wouldn't she?"

Qin Rufeng kept her eyes half-closed and remained silent; she didn't want to waste her breath arguing with this kind of woman. Li Qingshi, standing nearby, couldn't hold back any longer, even though Qin Rufeng had told her to stay calm and not be provoked.

Seeing that Qin Rufeng's Dao heart remained undisturbed, Jiang Chun smiled and continued, "But actually, you're not some pure and elegant white lotus... You haven't completed your cultivation yet, and you still possess a foxy and alluring aura. I'm afraid even I would be ashamed of myself for that."

Qin Rufeng remained silent, but beads of sweat were already appearing on her forehead. Jiang Chun laughed loudly, "Sister, your Dao heart is in turmoil. Your true colors are showing."

"Then why not come and cultivate the Great Dao with me? The Profound Infant Technique allows one to advance by leaps and bounds in a single day. My subordinates and I... are all your servants."

Qin Rufeng remained silent. To keep her composure, she ignored Jiang Chun's provocative words and focused on recalling the battle that had just taken place.

The sword energy from the ambush could kill an insect instantly if it hits its abdomen. But if it strikes the host's body directly in front, even a precise hit to the neck would require two strikes.

This thing isn't afraid of incense, so it would be difficult to deal with if they all attacked at once.

Just as I was pondering this, more cocoons began to move. Not just one, but many more... many cocoons were trembling and shaking.

Jiang Chun laughed excitedly, "Sister Liu, it seems you're in trouble today. It's not too late to come and cultivate the Great Dao with us. My horse servants are quite powerful; I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Qin Rufeng glared fiercely at Jiang Chun. Jiang Chun, however, feigned grievance and said, "Don't misunderstand, these cocoons have nothing to do with me."

"These Crimson Moon Blood Puppets probably sensed your vibrant life force and spiritual energy, and stimulated them to break free of their cocoons, eager to see their sister."

Chapter 111 Hard Control All Night

The situation was like a river overflowing its banks. Thunder and torrential rain raged, and the water surged relentlessly. It seemed the dam was about to burst and become uncontrollable.

Jiang Chun climbed onto Lu Baichuan's shoulder and looked down at Qin Rufeng with the air of a victor, saying, "I'd like to see what fate awaits you, you white lotus."

"Still putting on that self-righteous act?"

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences. Now if you want to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, you'll have to crawl on your knees and beg me. Hahahaha! Ahahaha!"

Jiang Chun's face contorted with laughter. The sycophants around her were also eager to show off, their beast-like eyes greedily fixed on Qin Rufeng and his companion.

However, Qin Rufeng remained calm and composed. She handed the Azure Moon Hidden Dragon Sword to Qing Shi, then summoned a snake mushroom that transformed into an antique root carving stool. She then sat down at ease and began playing the pipa again.

"Still have the heart to play the zither?" Jiang Chun showed a disdainful expression. "Just a showy facade. Let's see how long you can keep up this act."

However, this time Qin Rufeng did not release his sword energy, but instead seriously played the pipa piece "Spring River Flower Moon Night"...

The melody is melodious and graceful, the fingertips dance lightly on the strings; the sound of the zither enters the ear like a clear spring. It is like the bright moon rising over the river, and the frost flowing on the spring water.

The throbbing cocoons gradually quieted down. Even Jiang Chun and the others quieted down, Lu Baichuan put down his golden spear, and another horse-faced man beside him even shed his Dharma body and returned to human form.

Having already entered the prison late at night after the high tide, I meditated and regulated my breathing, only to witness Jiang Chun killing and devouring Xuan Ying. Then I killed a Crimson Moon Blood Puppet.

After all this commotion, dawn was approaching. If they could maintain control of the situation by playing the piano, they might be able to hold out until daybreak and the doors opened.

So what followed was a solo performance by Qin Rufeng. Not only did she play the pipa, but she also played the yaoqin, performing "Qing Ping Le" and "Mei Jian Xue".

The cocoon didn't move. Jiang Chun and the others also remained calm, and were actually listening attentively... The anger and resentment they had shown earlier had completely disappeared.

Ultimately, these people's cultivation is still like climbing a single tree to a higher level. At best, the tree they climb is more resilient and less prone to breakage, but their foundation is still shallow.

Spiritual energy can increase, and cultivation can be improved, but their understanding of Dao heart and spiritual attributes remains shallow.

Moreover, although Jiang Chun and her group were ruthless, most of them didn't have strong convictions. At this moment, they were overjoyed, believing victory was assured, and had already lowered their guard. Therefore, the music was effective.

However, Qin Rufeng knew that this was ultimately just a stopgap measure. He couldn't possibly control them with his music forever, because the mental burden of doing so was simply too great.

The sound of the zither, like the wind, gradually became distorted... Although the cocoon was still relatively stable, more emotional changes were clearly visible on the faces of Jiang Chun and the others.

The control is starting to loosen...

Playing the zither is no easy skill. Attacking the mind also requires effort; to strike at the opponent's spirit and will, the zither player must have an extremely firm Daoist heart.

Qin Rufeng was fine at first, but the tragic experiences of those female cultivators constantly irritated her.

She was actually scared... afraid that if she lost control of the situation, she would also end up in such a tragic state.

Hatred... Qin Rufeng actually sensed hatred! Right above the heads of Jiang Chun and the others.

The vengeful spirits of those murdered female cultivators did not dissipate, but instead lingered around Jiang Chun and her sycophants.

I actually saw a vengeful spirit? Is it because I'm mentally weak?

Qin Rufeng knew that when using his zither skills, he needed to integrate his own soul into the music in order to influence others with his emotions, but the price was that his own soul would be in an unstable state.

In addition, Qin Rufeng has also experienced his soul leaving his body, so he is probably more likely to see ghosts?

Ru Feng doesn't know the art of summoning spirits and can't control them, but she can change the tune to a requiem.

As the melody changed, the vengeful spirits haunting Jiang Chun and the others began to notice Qin Rufeng's presence. This meant that they were being calmed down from their rage and impotent fury and were beginning to regain some of their reason.

They all came over and surrounded Qin Ru (six) and his neighbor Wu Feng.

Ru Feng whispered to the wronged souls, "Without the aid of magic, you cannot harm them. Especially since they are all powerful cultivators."

"Although I do not understand the art of spirit communication, I can use the illusion of music to attack their weak spirit."

"Liu Ruyan, a disciple of the Jade Maiden Sect's Xuanwu Saintess, begs all fellow Daoists for my assistance in slaying this villain! I am willing to avenge you all!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the wronged souls became agitated.

Qin Rufeng possesses the Ice Soul and constantly absorbs Yin energy, making his extremely Yin constitution suitable for spiritual communication.

Those spirits lingered around the strings of her fingertips, entering the illusion created by the music.

Qin Rufeng's melody suddenly shifted to a chilling tone. In the illusion, Jiang Chun and the others saw vengeful spirits demanding their lives.

They were all pale and panicked.

Qin Rufeng could not see the illusions they saw, but he could see those wronged souls strangling their throats and tearing their bodies apart.

Soon, a guy screamed and died with blood flowing from his seven orifices... Qin Rufeng saw his soul being torn to shreds by the vengeful spirits.

Even more outrageous, the corpse of the female nun who had died hanging on the gun suddenly came to life. She turned around, wrapped her arms around the waist of the man with the horse-faced appearance, and began to bite and tear at his throat.

Qin Rufeng now only regrets not having a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument), otherwise he could send all these beasts away.

Unfortunately, her music was not a way to summon spirits. Even if people with high cultivation levels like Jiang Chun and Lu Baichuan had weak resolve, they couldn't be directly killed by ghosts.

And by then, dawn had broken, and the wronged spirits had dispersed...

But as dawn broke and the bells rang, the prison doors opened again.

The tide began to recede, just as the bamboo slips described: "Like the sun, like fire, the tide recedes, vast and boundless."

Seeing this, Qin Ru immediately put away her weapons and dragged Li Qingshi out. However, even as the tide receded, there was still a sound, and the prison door malfunctioned and did not close.

Awakening from the illusion, Jiang Chun was enraged. She furiously slashed her wrist, the blood instantly transforming into crimson claws that lunged at Ru Feng.

Qin Rufeng unleashed her power on the rock wall, only to have it instantly crushed. She hurriedly used the Peach Blossom Fan, a magical artifact given to her by her master, to defend herself, barely managing to withstand the attack. However, she was still blasted a great distance away. Li Qingshi was even more directly blasted away, disappearing from sight.

Jiang Chun's blood immediately transformed into a long blade, which slashed through the air towards Ru Feng.

Qin Rufeng nimbly dodged, but the blood-red blade was as unpredictable as flowing water, quickly turning around and slashing horizontally again.

The wind's attempt to freeze the air was futile. Jiang Chun's blood, burning hot with fire attributes, couldn't be frozen by the cold. But she herself was water, and water couldn't overcome her.

The Blood Blade split into seven blades, which crisscrossed and slashed towards Qin Rufeng!

The earthen cliffs were as fragile as paper before this blood-red blade. Simply dodging wasn't enough. Qin Rufeng could only barely defend himself using his two high-level magic weapons, the Peach Blossom Fan and the Azure Moon Hidden Dragon Sword.

Without Li Qingshi's incense burner, swarms of ticks and bees rushed towards Ru Feng. She could only release a large amount of freezing air to block the ticks and bees, while simultaneously using the low tide to fight her way back to the bottom of the Crimson Moon Prison.

Just then, the bugle sounded... The tide had just receded, and another natural disaster was about to strike.

Sure enough, every battle royale game has a shrinking play area. This is practically designed to kill you.

Chapter 112 Bursting Through the Stomach

In a flash, Lu Baichuan, with his horse-faced appearance, charged straight at him, brandishing his golden spear. Qin Rufeng fired several flying swords, which pierced his flesh only an inch or so, failing to strike any vital organs.

Seeing the guy pounce like a mad dog, Qin Rufeng, in desperation, used his deadly move, "Returning Edge Gazing at the Moon," to slash at the guy's groin. Unexpectedly, it produced a "clang" sound, as if striking metal or black iron.

This is fucking outrageous!