The Otherworldly Journey of a Quick Transmigrator

This time, when Su Yuanyuan went to the bathroom, the knocking became more urgent, and someone inside was calling. But when she opened the door, there was nothing there; the deformed baby was gone.

Judging from these two incidents, will the stuff in the bathroom come out next time? Su Yuanyuan's lips curled up, and she walked briskly to the next room.

The corridor was the same in the fourth cycle. Su Yuanyuan hurried to the bathroom. This time it was unusually quiet. There was no knocking or shouting. She opened the door but saw nothing.

Su Yuanyuan pursed her lips. Had the things inside escaped? Somewhat annoyed, she walked to the next room, only to find that the door wouldn't open.

The bathroom door behind her opened automatically, and Su Yuanyuan turned around to see many cockroaches running out. She walked towards the bathroom expectantly.

At the doorway, she came face to face with a pale, ghostly face. Before Su Yuanyuan could do anything else, the bathroom door slammed shut. She quickly opened the door and went inside, but the female ghost was nowhere to be found.

Su Yuanyuan took a deep breath and stormed into the next room. What kind of coward is this? Can't take a joke! Does she think she can eat her alive?

Entering the fifth cycle, Su Yuanyuan's footsteps were heavy. When she reached the corner, she sensed a different aura. She raised her sword and rushed out quickly, thrusting it forward.

Her feeling was right; there was indeed a female ghost standing there. Su Yuanyuan's sword almost pierced through her body, but unfortunately, it still made her disappear.

After the female ghost disappeared, the unusual feeling also disappeared. Su Yuanyuan picked up her sword and continued walking. She wanted to see when the female ghost would reappear.

This time, Su Yuanyuan still didn't notice anything wrong, but the entire corridor was filled with the sound of babies crying, which made Su Yuanyuan even more impatient.

Su Yuanyuan quickly entered the next cycle. The moment she opened the door, her eyes lit up. This time, the lights in the corridor were very dim, and she could only see a small area in front of her.

And that uncomfortable feeling returned. She picked up her Frost Sword, ready to strike at any moment. The closer she got to the last room, the stronger the feeling became.

She didn't see the female ghost even after opening the door, and Su Yuanyuan's anger suddenly became uncontrollable. She took a few deep breaths and decided that if she went through it one more time, she would stop playing with her.

When she opened the door again, it was pitch black. The Frost Sword emitted a faint light. Su Yuanyuan walked forward by feeling. She couldn't suppress her anger and could feel herself getting closer and closer to the female ghost.

Su Yuanyuan walked to the end once again, and stood in front of the last door. She chuckled, turned around and slashed her sword at the top of her head. After a shrill scream, a female ghost in a black dress with a pale face rushed towards Su Yuanyuan.

"Finally out! Let's see where you can hide now!"

Su Yuanyuan neither dodged nor avoided the attack, but instead raised her sword to stab at the female ghost. The female ghost did not try to dodge either, but instead formed her hands into claws and attacked Su Yuanyuan with a shrill cry.

As the Frost Sword pierced the female ghost's body, Su Yuanyuan could still see shock and confusion in her eyes. She shook off the non-existent blood on the Frost Sword and stylishly twirled it.

"Do you think the Frost Sword is an ordinary sword? This is a spirit sword, it can only kill ghosts."

After the female ghost completely disappeared, Su Yuanyuan quietly waited for the cycle to end. She stood in the same spot for a long time without changing. Su Yuanyuan scratched her head and looked at the last door.

Want to try again?

Su Yuanyuan reluctantly pushed open the door again and went in, and it was another cycle. However, she didn't feel uncomfortable, nor did she hear the baby crying. The corridor was quiet.

With a deep sigh, Su Yuanyuan began to violently vandalize the corridor, blasting a large hole in every window and door until she destroyed the last door.

She finally saw the street. It was daytime when she entered the room, but now it was night outside, and even with the streetlights, she couldn't see the surrounding buildings clearly.

Alright! Looks like I'll have to sleep in the room tonight, another night wasted.

The moment the air raid siren sounded, Su Yuanyuan hid in her spatial dimension. After listening to so much crying all day, all she wanted now was to get a good night's sleep.

Su Yuanyuan wanted to thank her mother right now. She had been listening to the baby crying all afternoon and was already feeling dizzy and lightheaded. She was so grateful that her mother hadn't abandoned her.

The next day, after Su Yuanyuan woke up and ate and drank her fill, she left the space. Before she could even stand properly, she sensed danger behind her and rolled forward in a flustered manner to dodge a large knife.

Behind her was the familiar Pyramid Head. Su Yuanyuan jumped a few times and landed on the third-floor windowsill, sighing helplessly at her luck.

Su Yuanyuan slashed downwards, and the Frost Sword drew a sword aura that collided with the triangular-headed broadsword. He was forced back several steps, but the broadsword in his hand was completely unharmed.

She raised an eyebrow, lightly touched the windowsill, and shot towards Triangle Head with lightning speed. The Frost Sword gleamed coldly, but only pierced a little over an inch into his triangular head.

Su Yuanyuan nimbly dodged the attack, stepped on the broadsword and used the momentum to retreat a few steps. Just as she was about to use her magic, she suddenly felt a strong wind coming from her left.

Abandoning her attack on Pyramid Head, Su Yuanyuan leaped up and soared high on her Frost Sword. From the window to her left, the eyeless monster that had claimed lives the day before jumped out.

Then Su Yuanyuan watched as the two monsters below ignored her and fought each other. She stood above them with a puzzled look on her face. Are there good and bad monsters in this town?

After these two days, Su Yuanyuan has confirmed that this is not the Silent Hill she watched, and she doesn't know what strange world she has infiltrated.

Seeing the two monsters locked in a fierce battle, Su Yuanyuan simply sat cross-legged on the Frost Sword, thinking she might just be able to catch the fisherman.

Unfortunately, her plan failed; the two monsters disappeared after fighting for a short while, and the surroundings were once again shrouded in thick fog.

Today is a little different from yesterday. Yesterday, when the town was shrouded in thick fog, she did not feel any danger, but today she has a constant feeling that her hair stands on end.

This made her dare not relax even a little. Taking a deep breath, Su Yuanyuan silently flew up a little. Would tomorrow be even more dangerous?

Just like yesterday's cycle, the danger kept increasing. At this moment, Su Yuanyuan heard the sound of wings flapping in the thick fog. Her expression changed, and she quickly put on a suit of armor to protect herself.

A flock of strange-looking birds rushed toward her; their wings were bare, and their bodies were nothing but rotten flesh clinging to their bones.

Inside its body was a red, magma-like substance. As it flew past Su Yuanyuan, it brought with it a blast of hot wind that blew onto her face.

In just a short while, Su Yuanyuan's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. She watched the strange bird fly away and reached out to wipe her forehead.

"What the hell is this?"

[Host, you've drawn something good again today.]

Su Yuanyuan became interested. It was great to have a higher chance of winning; she had won good things two days in a row.

【What is it? 】

[It's the Three Pure Bells, which uses sound waves to attack, specifically designed to subdue demons and monsters.]

Is that useful to people?

Su Yuanyuan fiddled with the Sanqing Bell, which was just an ordinary-looking bell, the kind she wouldn't buy even if it were sold at a street stall.