The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

Watching her use this method, I saw her smash down the walls of one room after another.

From this perspective, hidden doors and mechanisms are actually not that important.

Pei Huan couldn't say.

After walking through what felt like the umpteenth room, the first door appeared.

It was a gray-black door. Pei Huan recognized the door; it must have been made of iron, a mixture of refined gold and some gray steel. Apart from being expensive, this type of material had no drawbacks.

Even with a battering ram, you couldn't break down this door; it's indescribably sturdy.

There are probably only a few of these doors in the entire Changcheng Mansion.

Pei Huan frowned as he looked at the door, wondering where the Qinglang Gang had made it.

Seeing Bai Qian walk forward.

Place your palm on it.

The door rattled terrifyingly.

A huge dent appeared on the refined gold, and then Bai Qian casually pushed it.

The entire door collapsed with a crash.

Dust billowed as Bai Qian stepped over the iron gate on the ground and continued forward.

Seeing this scene, Pei Huan glanced at the twisted and unrecognizable metal gate and swallowed hard.

He quickly followed him.

"Sir, wait for me!"

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Starting tomorrow, I'll be updating extra chapters until the end of the month. I expect to reach at least 25 words this month and will try my best to climb the update rankings. I've mostly finished dealing with things these past few days, so I have time for extra chapters. I'm very sorry for not updating much these past three days QAQ

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Volume 1: Chapter 177, Lord Yangjin

Li Qu sat on a box of silver, watching the man in blue place two boxes of gold and silver in front of him, and then casually brought a few people over.

Regardless of who they brought, upon seeing her, they all trembled and kowtowed repeatedly, perhaps hoping to dispel Li Qu's current hostility towards them.

"Sir, please spare me! I still have money and silver at home. If you need it, I'll have someone send it to you later." The one who was most desperate was a middle-aged man.

"If you need anything else, just let me know. I'll do everything I can to make it happen."

They were probably the most spineless of all.

Of course, lacking backbone is one thing, but at this moment, Li Qu actually admires this lack of backbone.

He casually waved his hand.

"You said it yourself, and I need you to come now."

Li Qu grabbed a handful of loose silver and clicked his tongue in amazement.

She needs to use this money for the things she wants to do next, and she will spend it all.

Of course, although the money will be spent, there's not much need to ask the leader of the gang for permission; he can make such a decision himself.

To put it bluntly, the silver is meant to be spent, and the gang leader hasn't specified how it should be spent.

The middle-aged man was taken aback when he heard this. He then saw Li Qu grab a handful of loose silver coins and walk up to him. The short-haired woman had an expectant smile on her face.

"This is......"

"Open your mouth."

Realizing he would never agree to what the man wanted, the middle-aged man had no choice but to comply.

The men in blue didn't even need to lift a finger; the others who had been captured were right behind him, forcefully holding him down.

Then, piece after piece of silver was forcibly stuffed into his mouth and swallowed down.

As his throat swelled up piece by piece, his stomach visibly swelled up, becoming so full of silver that it was almost suffocating him.

When it seemed that not even a single coin could be stuffed in, Li Qu released him this time, watching the man lie on the ground, trying to vomit as if to get rid of the contents of his stomach, but to no avail.

He rolled around on the ground in agony, tumbling several times, until finally he slowly returned to calm.

He stood up stiffly, and his stomach, which had been bloated by the money, began to slowly return to its normal size as if it had been gradually digested.

Something inexplicable seemed to be emerging from his two eyes.

Only when two golden lines appeared on that face did Li Qu take two steps back and bow his head respectfully.

Lu Fu, the God of Wealth, also known as Yangjin Xingjun, is the most famous and most worshipped God of Wealth in the Liang Kingdom. He can also be said to be the only God of Wealth in the Liang Kingdom.

Of course, after that incident, he had already chosen sides. It wasn't about protecting the common people or anything like that. This God of Wealth only cared about money. Whoever provided him with offerings, he would help.

It's like this now.

Although, in order for Him to exert His power, the maximum amount of silver offered is required, the silver offered here is at most enough to allow Him to reach the stage of divine will.

However, it is enough to deal with the evil stars outside. Even though this one only has divine will due to insufficient offerings, its own rank is still higher than this level.

"I would like to ask you, Star Lord, to deal with a maid," Li Qu said, head bowed.

The middle-aged man's skin was now covered with these flowing golden lines. He raised his head, glanced at Li Qu with a cold gaze, and nodded.

"Yes." With that reply, his brocade robe seemed to absorb a golden sheen.

Li Qu was about to say something more when he heard a loud bang.

It was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, a muffled thunderclap exploding next to my ear, almost making my heart faint.

Then, the gate, which was supposed to be made of refined gold and was virtually indestructible, collapsed with a crash.

Without any warning, the gate, which had been perfectly peaceful just moments before, suddenly collapsed.

As dust rose in a flurry, two figures appeared in Li Qu's line of sight.

Generally, people tend to focus their attention on taller people, but at this moment, whether it's Li Qu or the others, they all subconsciously look at the white-dressed figure standing in front.

The short figure seemed to conceal some terrifying monster.

A cold and pure gaze swept across the room. No one dared to meet those pitch-black eyes. If anyone did, it was probably only the man whose eyes had now turned completely golden.

Or perhaps it's referring to the Venus deity.

"They arrived so quickly," Li Qu muttered to himself as he looked at Bai Qian, then took a step back to make way for Yangjin Xingjun.

At this moment, Yangjin Xingjun was no longer worthy of his name. Golden runes surrounded him, and his eyes, which shimmered with gold and silver, were full of divine authority. The place where he stood seemed to have been assimilated into a temple.

Even though what is here is only an incarnation of His, while His true form is in Liangdu, anyone who sees Him will likely feel a deep sense of awe.

As one of the most worshipped deities in the entire Liang Kingdom...

While Li Qu was still thinking about these random things, he saw Yangjin Xingjun stretch out his hand, and a long spear made of gold and silver materialized out of it. The gold and silver jewels placed in the boxes around him also flew up and circled around Yangjin Xingjun.

Seeing this, Bai Qian raised her eyebrows slightly, but didn't rush to make a move. She just stood there watching the little golden figure opposite her cast a spell.

"Master, this should be Yangjin Xingjun, the most worshipped god of wealth in our Liang Kingdom," Pei Huan whispered from behind.

Because his appearance was so distinctive, Pei Huan recognized him at first glance.

I'm a little nervous now, after all, this person... is someone their family often worships.

After all, he is the God of Wealth. As merchants, their family would definitely worship him. It would be strange if they didn't recognize him.

This is a very serious matter, but it seems...

Pei Huan glanced at Yangjin Xingjun opposite her, then carefully looked at the black-haired person beside her, and had already made up her mind.

When I get back, I'll throw away the memorial tablet of Yangjin Xingjun at home... and replace it with my own Qianye.

There shouldn't be any problem, right? Anyway, Master Qian is definitely more powerful than this Yangjin Xingjun.

Pei Huan was still thinking this when he saw Bai Qian casually take a step forward, with moon-white aura swirling around her fair palm.

Take a step forward.

In an instant, the hammer was raised high and then brought down.

She appeared before Yangjin Xingjun, and with a hammer as if striking iron, she brought it down heavily on Yangjin Xingjun.

Yangjin Xingjun remained calm and composed, simply raising his spear to block in front of him.

His dark eyes reflected that brilliant gold.

The hammer falls.

Then the spear snapped, and all the force, heavier than a thousand pounds, was released.

The golden figure stumbled, half of its body slamming into the ground like a groundhog.

Volume 1: Chapter 178, Unreasonable

Bai Qian looked at Yangjin Xingjun, who had been smashed into the ground by her hammer, and blinked gently, showing little emotion.

Or rather, what feelings can one possibly have about this kind of thing?

As for the feel, it's alright?

It's quite durable. The scenario I had expected, where it would shatter completely with a single blow, didn't happen.

It was like a piece of gold that was smashed into the ground.

It should also be said that among the strange creatures and demons Bai Qian encountered, this one was one of the toughest.

As for the so-called Yangjin Star Lord that Pei Huan mentioned... Bai Qian had no recollection of it. It would be strange if she had any recollection of such a thing. To be honest, she didn't even know what this Star Lord was.

The only thing that can be confirmed, or at least roughly estimated, is that this person is quite valuable.

"You brat!" The man, half-buried in the ground, was furious.

As a deity worshipped by all the people of the Liang Kingdom, He had never encountered such humiliation.

Who looks at Him without reverence?

There is no cultivation that a deity possesses, or rather, deities do not need such things. For deities, all they need is majesty.

Golden light rose from His body, covering the entire room.

Bai Qian simply looked at him with indifferent eyes.

As the hammer in his hand continued to rise and fall, he instinctively used his spear to block.

His body, already sunk into the ground, was pushed even further into the ground.

By this time, He was almost on par with Bai Qian, and Bai Qian could look Him in the eye without having to raise her head.

Perhaps He was truly annoyed, for He raised the gold and silver spear in His hand, about to thrust it straight at him.

Even faster than Him, Bai Qian continued to raise the hammer.

Perhaps he was possessed, for instead of using his spear to defend himself, he caused the surrounding gold and silver to transform into shimmering golden runes that protected him.

The hammer struck the golden talisman, and the talisman indeed worked.

But it only served a purpose.

The hammer paused slightly, but then continued to fall.

The talisman transformed into particles of light and dissipated, swirling around the moon-white hammer as it struck Venus's body in the center. In an instant, cracks appeared on the brilliant golden patterns, and then the cracks spread, as if the golden body had been shattered.

Half of Yangjin Xingjun's body was smashed by a hammer.

Of course, He also thrust out the gold and silver spears He held horizontally.

Bai Qian made no move; the golden and silver spearhead pierced the girl's white dress and the layer of moon-white mist.

The furnace fire flowed lightly, protecting the white dress on his body. Yangjin Xingjun felt as if he had been stabbed with some kind of dark iron. In his memory, only the genitals bestowed by the Underworld Emperor could be so hard.

Although this body is not his original form, it is still a third-realm divine intent. The girl opposite him is a bit strange, but she is the same as this body, and is essentially a third-realm divine intent.

He was a little skeptical, but because half of his body had been smashed by Bai Qian's hammer, he still backed down slightly.

But Bai Qian didn't give him a chance.

His hand grasped the gun barrel before he could, and he pulled hard.