The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

Compared to the other water ghosts Bai Qian had seen, this water ghost, which seemed to have been controlled by the River God, was significantly larger. Its bloated body was completely different from the thin, bony bodies of the water ghosts she had seen before.

At this moment, it slowly climbed up from the river surface, its oily green eyes, not much bigger than a mung bean, looking towards Bai Qian.

Its massive, bluish-black body, even larger than that of a brown bear, gave it a bloated appearance, and something seemed to be flowing beneath its skin—perhaps fat, or something else entirely. Just standing by the river, it looked like a mountain of flesh.

River God dodged the hammer, raised the seal, and controlled the water ghost that emerged from the water to rush towards Bai Qian and the other person.

From a distance, it looked like a tank charging straight toward the two of them.

Xi looked at the water ghost rushing straight towards her, slightly shrank her head, but still didn't have time to think about what to do.

Seeing Bai Qian bend her slender fingers and casually flick them.

The moon-white mist flowed from the girl's fingertips and then sped away like a shuttle.

It drew a graceful white arc in the air, like a pure white ribbon, and flew towards the bloated water ghost on the other side.

The water ghost's movements were not slow. Despite its large and bulky body, it charged forward at a speed that was not slow at all.

But compared to its speed as it charged straight at you, at this moment, that ribbon-like, moon-white streak, like an arrow, gracefully and elegantly swept across the water ghost's body.

The water ghost's head was neatly shattered into pieces no bigger than a thumb by the moon-white light bullet.

The massive headless corpse continued its forward momentum, but only for less than two seconds, before crashing down forward.

It took less than two seconds for the water ghost to appear and turn into a headless corpse.

River God, who had initially held hope for the water ghost and even hoped it could help him change his current difficult situation, froze upon seeing this. Unable to dodge in time, he was struck on the left arm by the hammer, causing his entire left arm to go limp.

Although he could guess that Bai Qian was no ordinary person, he still found it hard to accept that she had so easily dealt with the water ghost he was controlling.

After all, I've raised it for a long time, and in this body of water, this water monster can be said to be the absolute overlord.

His face showed disbelief, but He Gong quickly recovered. After all, he had worked his way up step by step, and although he was stunned by this completely unreasonable behavior, he could still accept it.

He still had some backup plans, but because he wasn't fully prepared, he hadn't tried using them yet.

He thought that this method would be more mature after today's ceremony, and he would try it out then.

But since things have already developed to this point...

Then there's no need to hesitate.

He Gong glanced at the hammer that was about to smash down on him again, took a breath, and then exhaled a heavy breath.

A splash of blood shone from his cloudy eyes.

Bai Qian looked at his change, shook her head slightly, and was still thinking about what had happened.

Then I saw that things had changed again on the other side of the river.

Similar to the scene when the water ghost first appeared, first a faint blood-red ripple appeared on the clear river surface, and then the blood-red ripple quickly spread out, revealing a slender and graceful figure.

She was draped in a blood-red coat, her entire body enveloped in a faint, shimmering blood mist.

This figure was not solid; in fact, it gave people a sense of illusion, like the moon reflected in water, which could disappear at any moment.

She didn't move after emerging from the river, and when the River God saw her, he simply waved his hand lightly.

One red silk thread after another emerged from the riverbed, penetrating deep into the woman's skin, controlling her body like a puppeteer.

He Gong looked at her and frowned slightly.

It's still a bit short; it's not quite there yet before it's truly matured.

Thinking this to himself, he glanced at Xi subconsciously, but knew that there was probably no hope for her.

While thinking about how to bring this drowned monster to life.

The blood-red figure suddenly moved.

One red thread after another wrapped around her, and she floated in mid-air like a ghost, skimming through the air.

Suddenly appearing before the old man, the old man realized something was wrong and, his face turning ashen, reached into his pocket to pull out a yellowish silk ribbon.

But she had already reached out her hand as soon as she took it out.

A pale, lifeless hand easily pierced the old man's skin and pulled out his heart.

The old man froze, staring at the eerie face before him, its bizarre smile wide open.

The pale hand crushed the heart in its grasp, and red threads rose up, binding the old man's aged skin, sealing his mouth, and wrapping him up like a cocoon.

Only then did she turn around and look at Bai Qian and the other person.

He met Bai Qian's eyes, which were devoid of any emotion.

"Hehe." She let out a laugh that was hard to decipher.

"Gotcha."

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Volume 1: Chapter 193, She opened her eyes

Xi looked at the scene before her, still somewhat bewildered.

Things were developing much faster than she had imagined.

Just now, He Gong seemed to have summoned something very powerful, and it looked like it was about to attack him and Bai Qian at any moment.

As a result, before Xi could even clearly see what it was, He Gong was gone.

They ripped out their hearts, and then were swallowed by the red thread.

The situation was completely different from what I had expected.

After all, in Xi's impression, the village's River God represented wisdom and authority. He would basically fulfill whatever he said, and he knew the most things in the entire village.

This is also why Xi has never been able to become an enemy of the River God. After all, in Xi's mind, the image of the River God as an authoritarian figure is too concrete, so concrete that she cannot even muster the thought of resistance.

But now, this symbol of authority has been haphazardly shattered, like a statue of a god suddenly being smashed, the clay body and the mud on the ground making one realize...

These clay statues of gods seem no different from the mud on the ground.

However, although the River God is gone, it doesn't mean that everything is alright now.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but after seeing that blood-soaked body, she felt her thoughts gradually becoming jumbled.

It's as if something forgotten is gradually being remembered. I want to retrieve these things that seem to be gradually being remembered, but it's like puncturing an illusory bubble with my finger. I can only see the bubble burst, but I can't find any trace of what happened after the bubble bursts.

Xi fell into a daze.

Bai Qian, who was next to her, glanced at her but didn't bother with her directly. Instead, she looked at the figure opposite her.

The alluring and bizarre figures overlapped one another, red lines snaked across the woman's skin, and her bright red eyes stared at Bai Qian, the emotion in them more of curiosity mixed with a hint of mockery than malice.

Just as she said, it seems she has been waiting for Bai Qian all along.

Although Bai Qian had absolutely no recollection of her.

Bai Qian glanced at her curiously, wanting to know which category she belonged to.

Demons, monsters, or rather, newly derived things, such as ghosts and spirits.

In return, the lifespan that Bai Qian can receive is also different.

She hoped the other party was a demon, but this wasn't something Bai Qian could decide.

"Let me introduce myself first," the woman said, a strange smile spreading across her face.

“My name is Luo Ye, and I am a guardian deity under the command of the Eight Manifestations Blood Summoning Maiden. This place was actually created by me using some of Her thoughts.”

"As for the purpose, it's to create a place for us to meet. After all, in reality, due to certain reasons, unless you take the initiative to come to the altar, I have no way to communicate with you. But here, I can easily establish contact with you and communicate with you." The woman in the red dress explained with a smile, saying something that Bai Qian hadn't thought of before.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian simply looked at the woman opposite her who claimed to be Luo Ye.

She wasn't quite sure what level Luo Ye was at—divine will, or something even higher?

Bai Qian wasn't quite sure.

However, whether she was certain or not, one thing Bai Qian was sure of was that the woman in the red dress opposite her was an enemy, not a friend.

With so many things to consider, we only need to confirm this one thing. Taking action only requires a target, not a reason.

"I came here this time on His Majesty's orders. In fact, it wasn't just me; His Majesty was also very pleased to see you, otherwise he wouldn't have specifically sent me here." Luo Ye said, raising his hand slightly.

"I won't talk about other things now; you'll find out later. Right now, I just want you to leave with me. Of course, you don't have to leave with me; you can also follow the Venerable One like me." Luo Ye continued, saying things that Bai Qian could easily guess.

Bai Qian looked at her, at the crimson robes she represented, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

The fact that Luo Ye represents the Blood Maiden wasn't too surprising to Bai Qian.

Because from the beginning, it was anticipated that this matter would be related to the Blood Woman, and the woman Luo Ye mentioned could only be the Blood Woman.

Having confirmed some things, Bai Qian looked at Luo Ye, whose smiling face clearly conveyed an air of unquestionable certainty.

He shook his head casually.

"No." He didn't even bother to say anything else, just those two simple words.

Luo Ye's eyes, which had been smiling, turned cold. She was bound by red threads, and her figure seemed to switch constantly between illusion and reality.

The red threads twisted menacingly around her body as she looked at Bai Qian.

"How long do you think you can stay in this state? If you don't come with me," she said menacingly.

Bai Qian raised her hand and looked at her fair, smooth fingers, knowing what Luo Ye meant.

Whether it was because of the strangeness of this world or because she was still alive, she could feel the life force in her body slowly flowing out from just now.

Before Luo Ye appeared, this feeling was not obvious.

But now that Luo Ye has appeared, this feeling has become exponentially more pronounced.

She began to feel rejected by the world.

One red thread after another emerged from the river, spreading out like a cloth, forming a wall, and wrapping around Luo Ye. The crimson color on her body became even more vivid, as if it could actually drip blood.

The once normal sky was also stained by her, turning into a blood-red sunset. At this moment, the sky seemed to have come alive, breathing as if it were flesh and blood.

From the moment Bai Qian finished speaking, the two sides had essentially broken off all pretense of civility.

From the river, a mass of flesh and blood slowly emerged. It was a massive, unimaginably large monster of flesh and blood. Even just a trace of it emerging from the river was as large as a mountain. It should be said that this mass of flesh and blood truly deserved the title of a mountain of flesh.

Luo Ye floated up and stood on the mass of flesh and blood, looking down at Bai Qian and the other person.

"This dream world has already been almost completely corrupted by His Excellency. It's only a matter of time before He is pulled into our side and becomes His Excellency's guardian deity."

"If you know what's good for you, do as I just said, and I won't do anything."

"If they don't know what's good for them..." Luo Ye paused, still trying to find an adjective to describe it.

The black-haired girl appeared to float up at some point, with moon-white mist gathering and drifting behind her.

The mist condensed in mid-air into a vaguely huge figure, which was no smaller than the mass of flesh and blood beneath Luo Ye's feet.

Realizing something, Luo Ye controlled the writhing of the flesh beneath his feet, trying to stop Bai Qian.

But by the time it had this idea, it was already too late.

The moon-white figures had all gathered; it was an exquisitely beautiful face, her eyes peacefully closed.

The next moment, the face smiled, and she opened her eyes.

A sinister smile appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face, and her eyes, like blue glass, opened, swirling with a mottled color that was both mad and calm.

Moon-white fingers, transformed into mountain-like shapes, suddenly reached out and pinched Luo Ye from the flesh.

It's like pinching a tiny sesame seed.

The sea of ​​blood surged, and Luo Ye's body froze.

"You..." The words were cut short.

The sesame seeds were crushed into dust, and the blood-red bits of flesh splattered onto her pale skin, where they remained motionless.

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I'm not feeling well today, so I'll take a break with two updates. I'll continue with five updates tomorrow. I estimate that I'll finish this part of the story in two more chapters, and the story will continue with the Qinglang Gang.