The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

"Helmsman?" he asked, sounding puzzled.

"It's nothing to worry about, it's all gone anyway." Lingxi didn't intend to explain it.

Qinglang's subordinates, who are considered quite powerful demons, have all been raised to the third realm by some unknown method these past few days. Of course, apart from this horse demon, the remaining leader demons combined cannot even form a complete corpse.

Putting everything else aside, there's no way we could possibly collect just one head.

Bai Qian looked down at the horse demon's trembling body.

"name."

“My name is Zhang, and my duty is to guard this village,” the horse demon hurriedly said, even mentioning its duty. Driven by fear, it had already forgotten its loyalty to Qinglang.

"I understand," Bai Qian said indifferently.

The demon horse was still waiting for Bai Qian to ask other questions, wondering how to answer them to satisfy her, when she saw that slender hand fall down.

There was no time to say anything, let alone have a chance to explain.

The delicate white hand gently stroked down, and its head caved into its chest cavity. As the head smashed into the chest cavity, sharp bones pierced the skin, and fine, long ripples burst out from the inside out, widening from narrow to wide, forming a bloodstain on the ground that went from deep to shallow. Its body was embedded in the cracked bluestone slab.

In that instant, the bones had already turned into dust, and the minced meat and bone fragments flowed indistinguishably on the ground. A drop of bright red blood fell from her fingertip. Bai Qian stood up, gathered her long sleeves, and the blood drop fell to the ground along the cuff.

Half of his body turned into minced meat and smeared on the ground, as if it had been smashed by something. It was everywhere, mixed with the rubble of the houses on the ground, staining them all.

Upon seeing this, Lingxi twitched her lips and looked away.

"Aren't you going to ask again?"

"There's no need." Bai Qian gently shook her head.

There really wasn't anything else to ask, so why not inquire about the situation here?

Qinglang is already dead. Asking about more details about a dead man is a waste of time. Even if we understand Qinglang in more detail, can we bring him back and kill him again? Compared to that, she is more concerned about the information behind the divine will.

According to normal circumstances, she should not have reached the fourth realm yet. Although [Sword Qi Flourishing] seems to be able to help her break through this barrier, according to the classification, [Sword Qi Flourishing] is purely an offensive technique.

Unlike the [Furnace Core], which focuses on enhancing the essence, [Sword Qi Flourishing] does not change the essence.

Putting everything else aside, even with the current [Sword Qi Surge], he can't use it more than a few times. At most, he can only use it two or three times, which is obviously far from enough. According to Bai Qian's calculations, at least ten more should be added to the end.

Of course, since [Sword Qi] can still be improved with lifespan, we can leave it for now. The key is how to improve [Furnace Core] in the future. Given the current state of [Furnace Core], it may be possible to gradually improve it by simply devouring the strange avatars.

However, Bai Qian wanted it to be faster.

“As for the Four Realms, each path has its own name. Martial artists are called Sheng Lin, demons are called Demon Kings, and the supernatural are called Xiang Sheng. We can also call them the Four Realms.” Ling Xi naturally didn’t know Bai Qian’s thoughts. She thought for a moment and then explained.

The three walked along the village road, the cold moonlight reflecting off the sky and the lake in front of the village, the lake's surface shimmering with light.

"I don't know much about the martial arts side, I just know something's not right. But if we're to generalize about the four realms, no matter which path the four realms are, they are essentially the same thing."

"The entire Four Realms is a process of preparation, preparing for the crossing of the sea later."

"The sea?" This wasn't the first time Bai Qian had heard this term.

“Yes, it is said that everything in the world is a sea. No matter which path you take, you will eventually have to cross this sea, and at the end of this sea is the middle and end of cultivation,” Lingxi explained.

"This sea is generally called the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and the end of cultivation is called the Other Shore, but these things are still too far away for us."

"There are many ways to cross the sea, but they can be summarized as taking a boat, crossing a bridge, or swimming, which correspond to the three paths of demons, humans, and monsters, respectively."

"The four realms are for making some preparations for crossing the sea later, according to these three methods of crossing the sea."

"That's all I know. I don't know much more in detail." This was Lingxi's honest opinion. She was only at the stage between the third and fourth realms. If it weren't for the Tai Sui Demon, she might have already succeeded. But because of the Tai Sui Demon, she could only be said to be half at the fourth realm. There were many things she didn't know.

Bai Qian nodded, seemingly understanding, as it did indeed make sense.

Despite hearing so much, I still don't quite understand what the Four Realms are, and none of these three ways of crossing the sea seem very good.

Why not just fly there?

Once outside the village, which had long since become a dead end with nothing of value, there was no need to linger there any longer.

Arriving at the lakeside, the cold moonlight shone on the lake's surface, making the entire lake as smooth and still as a mirror.

"Let's go, we can talk as we walk." With a wave of his hand, ripples appeared on the calm lake surface, and then a path opened up on the lake surface, leading straight to the bottom. The lake water on both sides seemed to be separated by two invisible walls, revealing the soft mud and aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake.

But under the cold moonlight, the clear lake water gave people a chilling and eerie feeling.

Looking at the deep, dark lake bottom, Lingxi frowned slightly.

"There might be some strange thing hidden down there." He touched the lake water on both sides with his fingers, and it felt as cold as ice.

Bai Qian walked down the soft sand, her green dress fluttering as she descended.

"Let's talk about it downstairs."

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Pei Huan opened her eyes groggily.

She felt like her head was made of mush, and she couldn't remember much.

It's not that I can't remember anything at all; at least I can vaguely remember what happened in my dreams.

As for what happened in the dream...

She blinked, then blinked again.

Looking at the scene before her, she felt slightly bewildered.

The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the crystal-clear water walls around her, and beyond those walls lay a deep underwater world. She could even see several strangely shaped fish swimming in the water.

Is he still asleep?

Thinking this subconsciously, I saw the black-haired person walking beside me and instinctively went to get closer.

Bai Qian tilted her head and looked at Pei Huan, who had suddenly come close to her, wondering what he wanted to do.

Pei Huan reached out and pinched and rubbed Bai Qian's delicate cheek a couple of times, as if checking its feel.

Bai Qian looked at her expressionlessly.

Perhaps feeling that simply rubbing wasn't enough, the man's fingers began to slowly slide down, along the neck to the girl's delicate collarbone, and then down her waist.

"Ugh." A sharp flick to the forehead brought the man back to his senses with instant pain.

A blush rose to her forehead, she covered it, and her eyes cleared.

"Master, am I dreaming?" She blinked at Bai Qian, who was expressionless in front of her.

Bai Qian looked at her quietly, her dark eyes revealing no emotion.

Pei Huan blinked again, and after realizing what she had just done, she immediately became obedient.

"I was a little confused just now, I didn't mean to do that." He gave a somewhat weak explanation, but it was hard to say whether Bai Qian had taken it to heart.

"Where is this?" Knowing she couldn't stay on this topic for too long, she looked around at the clear lake water.

"At the bottom of the lake," Lingxi replied, walking ahead.

I'm a little curious about what happened during the time I was unconscious.

Pei Huan wanted to ask something more, but then he saw ripples appear on the water wall next to him, and a strange fish, about half the size of a person and covered with thorns, rushed straight towards him, as if it wanted to break through the water wall.

But before it could even touch the water wall, halfway there, Pei Huan first saw that the thorns on its body seemed to be broken off by an invisible hand. It seemed to have crashed into some kind of iron wall, and its entire body underwent irregular deformation. Then, most of its body turned into blood mist and dissipated in the water.

Bai Qian withdrew her gaze from the strange fish and looked ahead.

"We've arrived. This should be it," Pei Huan said, looking at the dark blue stone wall in front of her.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian and the other person behind her looked at the stone wall.

“There’s a maze used to conceal things, it’s probably specially set up. Let me think of a way to break it…” Lingxi was still pondering when Bai Qian stepped forward.

She stretched out her fair, delicate hand and pressed it against the stone wall.

As Lingxi pondered how to break the maze, the stone wall quietly shattered in front of the three of them. An unreasonable force pushed the stone wall apart in an instant, without any extra steps.

As the rocks fell, a deep cave was revealed behind them.

Upon seeing this, Lingxi silently swallowed back the idea she had just come up with.

Perhaps there is no simpler or more effective method in the world.

"It's a bit small." As she entered the cave, Bai Qian pointed to the rock wall beside her and frowned.

"This cave is probably for Qinglang's human form. His true form is too big to fit into the cave," Lingxi explained, understanding Bai Qian's meaning.

"Many demons are like this, especially the demon kings. Their true forms are all huge, and they don't usually use their true forms for activities because it consumes too much energy. As for building a cave to accommodate their true forms, there's really no need for that."

"They usually cultivate in human form, so they rarely use their true form except when fighting with all their might."

Pei Huan curiously picked up a crystal-like object that was shining on the wall of the cave next to him. Pure white light flowed through the crystal like ribbons.

"These are all spirit crystals?" I noticed them immediately.

"Hmm." Lingxi glanced at the crystals and nodded.

Bai Qian glanced at it casually, but since it wasn't anything to eat, she wasn't very interested.

“Just look at the spirit crystals in this cave…” Pei Huan gazed at the spirit crystals that could be seen everywhere in the cave.

Lingxi didn't say anything, but paused slightly as she walked ahead.

Then we came across a stone wall that completely blocked the road.

Before she could speak, Bai Qian reached out her hand from behind, and the stone wall shattered with a crash.

Lingxi was somewhat speechless.

The stone wall was set up with a maze, which should be impossible to break using conventional methods. Even if someone else wanted to break the maze by force, they would not know where to start. But unfortunately, it encountered someone who was not an ordinary person.

No matter how ingenious the formation or skill, it is nothing but a joke in the face of a force that is completely unreasonable.

Behind this stone wall was a place resembling a bedroom, the entire room filled with spirit crystals overflowing with pure white light.

The purpose of spirit crystals is to assist in cultivation, and they can also be used as an alternative form of currency, although their effectiveness is not as good as the Yin coins controlled by the Yin Emperor.

"It's richer than I imagined," Lingxi muttered, looking around at the room's decorations.

As the River Goddess, she didn't have many spirit crystals. Although it was because spirit crystals were of little use to her, she was indeed penniless on a daily basis.

Bai Qian glanced around the room and then focused her gaze on a mirror placed against the wall. The mirror's frame was made of light blue jade, giving it a clear and ethereal feel, and its tall body was large enough to reflect Bai Qian's entire body.

I walked up to the mirror and gently touched its surface with my fingers.

As the mirror surface rippled, a figure gradually emerged, becoming clearer and revealing itself to be a middle-aged man.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and before Bai Qian could ask the man opposite her, who was wearing a bright yellow robe, she heard him frown and ask a question.

"Who are you? Why are you in this mirror?" He asked with a hint of accusation, his face bearing a faint air of authority.

Where is Lang'er?

Lang'er? Is that Qinglang's nickname?

Bai Qian blinked and looked at the man in the yellow robe.

"Dead." The answer was straightforward.

The man in the yellow robe was taken aback upon hearing this, and then fell silent for a moment.

Instead of questioning what Bai Qian said, they simply believed it.

"Who killed him?" he asked coldly.

Bai Qian tilted her head upon hearing this.

Who else could have killed him?

"Me." The answer was concise and to the point.

The man in the yellow robe was clearly taken aback upon hearing this, looking at Bai Qian in the mirror.

The next second, his face contorted, revealing his dark golden, savage vertical pupils, and dark red scales appeared one after another on his face.

"Fine." He looked at Bai Qian with a sinister gaze, his pupils flashing with an uncertain coldness, as if he were about to jump out of the mirror and devour Bai Qian alive.

Although he was angry, he remained calm. This was most likely the work of those demons in Liangdu who opposed him, specifically designed to provoke him.