The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

"Why didn't you wake me up in the morning?" The girl's dissatisfied voice rang in my ears.

Volume 1: Chapter 191, Wait here, I'll come back and scold you (Sixth update)

Completely unexpectedly, Bai Qian asked this question, and the strange thoughts that were churning in Xi's heart suddenly stopped.

He opened his mouth, but faced with those earnest, dark eyes, he didn't know where to begin explaining.

When I woke up this morning, I saw you still sleeping. Your peaceful and lovely sleeping face made me reluctant to disturb you.

Or is it that we don't want you to participate in the ritual?

There are many possible explanations, but faced with those deep, unfathomable eyes, I didn't know where to begin.

In the end, I just felt a little guilty.

After all, it was his own fault for actually doing such a thing.

"Lower your head." The girl's cool voice rang out.

Xi lowered her head slightly.

Bai Qian tiptoed, raised her hand, and tapped the man's head twice.

It wasn't too forceful; at most, it would just cause the person some pain.

He even pinched the person's cheeks twice.

"I'll talk to you about this later." Bai Qian glared at her before turning around.

She really hated this feeling, as if she were some kind of burden, and she hadn't done the things she had promised.

Bai Qian rarely feels this way, since she usually has very detached emotions when facing many things.

"Stand here and don't move, or I'll scold you later." After saying this, Bai Qian turned around to look at He Gong and the others on the opposite bank.

When He Gong saw Bai Qian suddenly appear, he was also taken aback. He did not expect that Bai Qian would not appear before, but instead chose to come out at this time.

Although he was surprised by Bai Qian's appearance, he was not worried.

Although the sacrificial ceremony was interrupted, since the ceremony was already halfway through, there was no question of stopping it.

Besides, the ritual is basically under my control, so it doesn't matter if we stop for a while now. After we deal with Bai Qian, we can proceed as usual.

Anyway, the key point is not about worshipping the river god at all.

Besides, now that Bai Qian has arrived, it means we don't need to spend extra effort looking for her or dealing with her later.

Solving these problems together now will save us time and effort.

That thought still lingered in my mind.

He Gong turned his head and gave the young man behind him a wink.

The young man understood immediately and asked the villagers behind him, "Someone is disrupting the sacrificial ceremony. What do you all think we should do?"

The villagers were somewhat confused when they saw Bai Qian, but after hearing the young man's words, they all began to react.

"Sinking in the river."

"Take her away."

"..."

Voices rose and fell, some offering radical suggestions, others mild, but what they all shared was the hostility they felt towards Bai Qian.

The young man glanced at the River God without changing his expression, and only after the River God nodded in agreement did a sinister smile appear on his face.

"Then let's do as everyone says," he replied, tearing open his shirt to reveal his upper body.

His upper body was covered in dark blue tattoos, the shapes of which were blue-faced, double-headed, and covered in thorns, making him look like a monster transformed from a fish.

Bai Qian tilted her head slightly as she looked at him.

It was quite obvious that something resembling incense was slowly flowing into the man's body from the villagers. The bluish-black tattoo on his body emitted a strange glow, as if it were moving and had come to life.

This tattoo, drawing upon people's thoughts and incense offerings, strengthened the young man, causing his body to grow several inches taller, the menacing tattoo spreading out.

The young man felt that he was in a very good state right now, or rather, that he was in a much better state than he had ever been before.

This is to be expected, since the River God usually forbids him from using this thing, saying that he is afraid that it will devour his mind.

But he felt that this thing was nothing at all and could not affect his mind at all.

Feeling the immense power within him, he then looked at Bai Qian.

At this moment, the young man's face seemed to be wearing a blue mask, and his dark blue beast eyes were staring at Bai Qian with malice, while the tattoos on his body twitched.

The next moment, he rushed towards Bai Qian like a flying arrow, stirring up a turbulent airflow and wind, and arrived in front of Bai Qian in almost an instant.

Its body had long since mutated into a bluish-black color, and even its hands had turned into claw-like shapes.

He watched as Bai Qian swung her claws without hesitation.

In reality, at this point, the man no longer cared much about Bai Qian.

After all, if he were to actually unleash such power, in his eyes, nothing other than the River God could possibly catch his eye.

Besides, even if it's the River God... he felt that sooner or later, he would drag that old geezer down and beat him up.

At this point, dealing with Bai Qian was quite easy for him. He could easily scratch the girl's face and beat her half to death without a second thought, as long as she didn't die.

A fierce aura rose from the young man, like a malevolent spirit, and transformed into a thick fog that rushed towards Bai Qian.

Bai Qian looked at the claws waving towards her and slowly raised her sleeve.

The fierce, bird-like claw gripped the girl's white sleeve.

The young man was stunned.

Feeling the touch of the claws, and then looking at Bai Qian's sleeves that were covering the claws, the white, soft long sleeves easily blocked the sharp claws that were capable of shattering rocks and splitting steel.

He was slightly incredulous and instinctively thought of using his other paw to grab it again.

Bai Qian merely glanced at him, then stretched out her slender white fingers and pinched his wrist.

The seemingly ferocious claw strike was casually manipulated by the girl, who pinched his wrist and then squeezed it hard.

He first let out a scream, then lost all feeling in his left hand.

Bai Qian crushed his wrist, and his other hand instinctively tried to hit Bai Qian, attempting to make her let go.

As a result, Bai Qian grasped it again.

Give it a gentle tug.

The entire arm, along with the bone, was torn off, and bluish-red liquid spurted out from the cut, the blood flying through the air and forming a continuous mass.

Although the pain was almost unbearable, the tattoos on the man's body seemed to have been unleashed with ferocity, taking over his body and subtly altering the shadows on the ground.

The youth's body swelled again and became deformed.

However, the fierce aura had only just spread throughout his body and hadn't had time to rush outwards.

Her slender hand had already quietly been placed on his chest.

It was as if the girl was tearing off a piece of fabric. She pinched the tattoos attached to his body with her fingers and then tore them off little by little, as if she were trying to peel off his skin bit by bit.

The tattoo, which had just been incredibly ferocious, let out a mournful howl.

His other arm came crashing down like a hammer, but before it could hit the girl, the entire arm was severed at the root.

Bai Qian carefully tore off the tattoo, as if she were making a handicraft.

"No...no..." the young man uttered a broken, pleading sound, which mingled with the tattooed man's wailing.

Bai Qian remained unmoved.

They tore the last piece of tattoo off the young man's body.

In an instant, his body withered, like a plant that had been drained of all its nutrients and died.

In Bai Qian's hands, the tattoo no longer exuded a fierce aura; instead, it conveyed a sense of appeasement.

Bai Qian stared at it expressionlessly as the moon-white flames gently ignited, causing the tattoo to scream in agony.

Bai Qian let the fire burn the tattoo, then tossed it aside, intending to ignore it for now and deal with the rest of the matter later.

He raised his head again to look at the River God opposite him.

The River God's face was already gloomy. When he saw Bai Qian looking over, he tried to avoid her gaze.

The next second, Bai Qian gently waved her hand.

He realized something was wrong and was thinking about whether he should take a few steps back to avoid it.

A glimpse of silver caught my eye.

A heavy hammer fell from the sky.

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This is the sixth update. I'm pitifully begging for more reading! I just hope everyone can keep reading! QAQ

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Volume 1: Chapter 192, Gotcha!

Raindrops drifted down from the horizon.

He Gong scrambled to his feet, managing to dodge the heavy hammer that was about to come crashing down on him again.

The hammer slammed into the ground, sending fragments flying and rolling haphazardly across the surface.

The villagers who had been watching the commotion had long since fled. Everyone had witnessed the tattooed youth's ordeal. Although they didn't know what had happened, the sight of a living person dying right before their eyes, like crops withering, was terrifying to anyone.

The more lively and enthusiastic they were just shouting, the faster they ran now. In no time at all, there were only a few people left at the sacrificial site.

The River God didn't run away, and neither could he.

The silver hammer seemed to have eyes; it flew through the air on its own, and would come crashing down on one's head if one wasn't careful.

It's like the flying swords often mentioned in folk tales, except that the flying sword has been turned into a hammer.

He rolled awkwardly on the ground, dodging the falling hammer again, and only then did he find a moment to look at Bai Qian.

Bai Qian was chatting casually with Xi at this moment.

Xi felt quite guilty in front of Bai Qian, after all, she hadn't woken Bai Qian up in the morning, which was also a little something she had been thinking.

Regardless of his previous thoughts, he now finds himself much less daring to look Bai Qian in the eye.

"I told you, there's no need to communicate with them," Bai Qian said casually as she swung her silver hammer at the River God.

"They don't deserve it."

Upon hearing this, Xi pursed her lips slightly, a little embarrassed, and smoothed her hair.

What Bai Qian said made sense, but she couldn't really do that herself.

Bai Qian could also see through Xi's thoughts, so she just said it casually without revealing the details.

Right now, their attention is still focused on the River God on the other side.

I already had a feeling that the key to the next step lies with this person.

From the moment she entered this dreamlike world, Bai Qian already had some general guesses.

Although she doesn't particularly enjoy thinking, it doesn't mean she's completely incapable of using her brain.

The relationship between Xi and Lingxi can be roughly guessed with a little thought, since it's not just a connection between their names, but also a connection between their identities.

Bai Qian felt very strange about this world, as if there was nothing real in the entire world except for the stream.

Everything gave Bai Qian a false feeling.

She raised her slender white fingers and lowered them a little further.

Almost at the same time, the hammer swung down at the river god again.

The old man probably knew that Bai Qian wasn't really serious at all, and was just toying with him. So he stopped dodging and instead took out a seal from behind his waist.

Bai Qian had seen this mark before; the mark the village chief had given her was similar, used to control water ghosts. However, since water ghosts were not very attractive, Bai Qian had never considered trying to use this mark.

As the old man took out the seal, the once calm riverbank changed. First, a faint ripple appeared, and then a water ghost emerged from the river.