The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

Don't be fooled.

"Her corpse?" he asked coldly.

"I don't know, is it next to the city wall?" Bai Qian thought for a moment and answered uncertainly. It should be next to the city wall, but who knows if it's still there now.

The man in the yellow robe fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, but his gaze toward Bai Qian grew increasingly unsettled, occasionally revealing a ferocious expression.

"I will send some demons over there, and then you will experience the same pain they suffer," he said coldly.

Bai Qian blinked upon hearing this.

"Or, shall I come to you first?" Bai Qian said, looking at the man in the mirror, her dark eyes filled with a cold light.

"If you're curious about what it looked like before it died..." Bai Qian paused, calmly looking at the man in the yellow robe.

"I can let you know all the details," he said earnestly.

"Just wait for me at home."

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Volume 1: Chapter 213, "Blood Refining Technique"

The man in the yellow robe opposite the mirror didn't talk to Bai Qian for too long, perhaps because he also knew that talking to Bai Qian here was meaningless.

Bai Qian didn't care too much about their conversation, and he, on the other hand... didn't care too much about the information Bai Qian was revealing.

Although, after hearing what Bai Qian said, he still went to check on Qing Lang's situation immediately.

Just as Bai Qian said, he only glanced at it casually and already had a general idea of ​​what was going on. The soul lamp related to Qinglang had already gone out, and what that meant was self-evident.

Therefore, he did not question what Bai Qian said.

Of course, not raising any questions doesn't mean he thinks the person opposite him is serious.

Just like Bai Qian said at the end, she told him to stay at home and wait for her...

If it weren't for the inconvenience of revealing his condition and information, and the need to maintain his dignity, he would have wanted to laugh out loud.

He sat in this palace, waiting for her to come to him, to see if she dared to come.

The words of this young boy were somewhat amusing, and I wondered where my old friends had found such a talented person.

Although Qinglang was gone, he didn't care too much about it or get angry. Although the actual effect of the [Chen Yao Tongtian Formation] was unknown because of Qinglang's death.

After all, the main reason for needing Qinglang was naturally for this formation, which was the guarantee of whether he could reach the heavens in the future.

The so-called anger and threats were all just for show. Through the levitation mirror, one could see that her reflection was acting strangely, but without seeing the real person, it was impossible to guess the specifics.

But to be honest, there's no need to pay too much attention to her. She's probably just a puppet pushed over by her old friends. If you follow the trail, you'll definitely find some familiar traces.

He'd encountered this kind of thing many times before, and he was really indifferent to it.

He stood up from his seat, looked at the bright palace in his line of sight, and gently stroked the skull covered with a thick layer of gold powder on the table next to him. On both sides of the palace sat four different statues.

The statues vary in appearance and the materials used for carving. Some are rugged men with three heads and six arms, their bodies covered with dense cracks, carved from black wood. Others are women that appear to be carved from white ivory, their bodies smooth, wearing a thin veil.

He stroked the gold-pink skull and pondered for a while, thinking it over carefully.

Although he knew that the girl was definitely related to his old friends, he couldn't just let it go. An eye for an eye is the most basic requirement. No matter what, he couldn't just let it go. If he did, his subordinates would probably become disloyal.

"Someone, summon the Nine Spirits Rejuvenating Envoy!" He stopped stroking the skull and shouted.

"I have something to discuss with him," he said meaningfully.

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"This mirror?" Pei Huan looked curiously at the bright mirror in Bai Qian's hand. The mirror had disappeared, and its smooth surface reflected the appearance of the three of them.

“It’s a spirit communication mirror. It’s usually used for communication between demons or gods. The two people who possess the mirror can communicate like they just did after transferring demonic power or incense.” Lingxi replied, but her face was thoughtful. What had just happened made her realize something.

"That person just now?" Bai Qian tilted her head and asked.

I told him to wait at home, but I forgot to ask for his address.

I don't know his address, so I can't go to his house.

Upon hearing this, Lingxi gently shook her head.

"I don't know either, I guess he's a demon who knows Qinglang." This was a lie. She had guessed who the man in the yellow robe was at first glance, but guessing was one thing, she certainly wouldn't say it.

She's probably afraid of this little princess next to her. She's a woman of her word, and if you tell her who the man is, she might just hit him.

This Liangdu is not like Changchengfu. No matter how much you trust this person, you certainly can't just say it like that.

Pei Huan, who was standing next to him, coughed softly but didn't say anything.

She was similar to Lingxi; after all, there weren't many people in the entire Liang Kingdom who could wear yellow robes. If it wasn't the emperor, it would be one of the few princes of high status. At this moment, her thoughts were in agreement with Lingxi's.

Bai Qian glanced at the two of them silently.

Mind reading isn't ineffective; it revealed their thoughts at a glance.

My gaze left the mirror and turned to other things in the room.

A jade ruyi scepter, held in my hand and weighed a couple of times, its warm and smooth texture gave it a light feel, and just by holding it in my hand, I could roughly tell what it was.

"Here you go." He casually handed it to Pei Huan.

Pei Huan blinked involuntarily as she took the Ruyi, somewhat puzzled.

"It's a magic artifact. Although its effects are average, it should be enough to deal with a normal second-stage meridian opening cultivator," Lingxi explained, noticing Pei Huan's confusion.

Pei Huan suddenly felt dizzy, as if she had been overwhelmed by happiness. This must be the first thing Qian Ye had ever given her? Although she had never thought about it before, she still felt an overwhelming sense of happiness after receiving it.

Qinglang's dormitory was filled with small pieces of trash like these. Bai Qian found a white jade bracelet and an ice-green hairpin, and threw them all to Pei Huan. This was mainly because these things were of little use to Bai Qian. They were probably less useful than some pastries, since pastries could at least fill her stomach.

As for these magical artifacts... one hand should be able to break ten of them in one go.

Besides these ritual implements, find a scroll.

The bamboo slips were carved with some inexplicable red patterns.

Just as he picked up the scroll and was about to ask Lingxi, who was standing next to him, what it meant,

In an instant, a message was transmitted from the letter.

"Blood Refining Technique?" Bai Qian frowned slightly, glancing at the information that was now flooding her mind.

Before she could even think about what it was,

The name also appeared on the panel.

Almost immediately after the information in the letter flooded into my mind, it appeared along with the letter.

[Currently available martial arts technique: [Blood Refining Technique] (B)]

After glancing at the information on the panel, Bai Qian briefly browsed through this thing called [Blood Refining Technique]. Since it was directly inserted into her mind, it didn't require any special understanding or learning.

Of course, there's no need to learn this [Blood Refining Technique], which may or may not be considered a martial art.

It is even simpler than ordinary martial arts, and there are no so-called moves.

Its fundamental principle is simple and direct, and there is only one.

The more living beings used in the blood-forging process, the stronger the weapon will be.

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Volume 1: Chapter 214, Sword Name: [Sugar Crisp]

A martial art that seems somewhat suspicious just by looking at it, and the reason it's considered suspicious is naturally because of the way it's performed.

Or rather, the Blood Refining Technique can no longer be considered a martial art.

It should be called supernatural power.

It achieved the same effect as supernatural powers, and has already exceeded the scope of martial arts.

But since the panel calls this thing "martial arts," let's just call it martial arts for now.

As for the fact that this martial art looks quite suspicious... it's nothing to worry about, at least for Bai Qian, it's definitely not something she needs to pay attention to.

For the average person, doing such a thing might require overcoming psychological barriers and considering whether this so-called sacrificial ritual is reasonable.

But Bai Qian thought this was reasonable.

It's not just humans; demons are also considered living beings. So, it's not a matter of whether it's reasonable or not, but rather how much is needed.

Are demons considered living beings? Of course they are. But in Bai Qian's eyes, they are just moving creatures with long lifespans. They can run and move, but other than that, they are no different from the fields of wheat.

Will it hurt? This was not within Bai Qian's consideration.

Therefore, it is natural not to consider whether this [Blood Refining Method] conforms to the morality in the eyes of normal people.

Moreover, even if demons are definitely much, much more effective than humans.

[Blood Refining Technique] can be categorized as a martial art, and since it is a martial art, it can naturally be improved by consuming the lifespan of demons.

Tilting her head slightly, Bai Qian glanced at the remaining lifespan of the demons in her hand and threw some of it in.

Because I also need to consider maxing out [Sword Qi Flood], I didn't put all of it into it. [Sword Qi Flood] is a Tier A martial art, while [Blood Refining Technique] is a Tier B martial art. In terms of importance, [Sword Qi Flood] is naturally a level higher than [Blood Refining Technique].

[In your first year, you learned the [Blood Refining Technique]. The moment you first mastered this martial art, you clearly realized that it was fundamentally abnormal, unlike any martial art you had ever learned before. This martial art is not about technique, meaning that no matter how much you study its techniques, there will be no difference.]

[Its essence is a method, or even a pure sacrificial ritual, unlike any martial art you've learned before. However, despite this situation, you don't intend to give up. Instead, you've begun a long process of optimizing this martial art.]

In the twelfth year, through continuous analysis and deconstruction of this martial art, you discover that although the [Blood Refining Method] is, in essence, a simple sacrificial ritual, it is not without the possibility of optimization. It's just that this ritual, which has already reached its limit, is extremely difficult to improve further.

A normal person might not spend a lot of time on this, but for you, it's not a big problem.

[In the twenty-first year, although a considerable amount of time has passed, you have successfully optimized and improved this martial art. Your improvements have increased its refining efficiency by 30%.]

In the forty-sixth year, you continued to optimize and improve the process, increasing the efficiency of the initial version of the refining process by nearly forty percent.

[In the seventy-second year, after improving by 40%, you discovered that this martial art seemed to have reached its limit and could not be improved further. However, you were not discouraged by this situation, because you had found the key to success in the previous two optimizations. Therefore, based on these two successful experiences, you reorganized your method.]

[In the seventy-sixth year, you didn't see a significant improvement in the efficiency of the refining process, but through optimization, you endowed the [Blood Refining Method] with another characteristic: after refining a sufficient number of living beings, the refined weapons will undergo certain changes and acquire certain properties.]

[In the 107th year, your refining efficiency increased to 55%.]

Bai Qian looked at the information that appeared on the panel and did not continue to put the lifespan of the demons into it.

On the one hand, the lifespan of the demons is not very long, so not all of it can be invested in it. On the other hand, it is because... currently, consuming the lifespan of demons to increase the [Blood Refining Method] can only help improve the efficiency of the refining process.

Efficiency is important, but Bai Qian prefers to invest the lifespan of demons into [Sword Qi Flourishing] and [Furnace Heart] rather than improving efficiency, not only because these two things do indeed improve strength and how to advance to the fourth realm.

Furthermore, it's okay if the efficiency is a little lower, but since the efficiency is lower, we can make up for it with quantity.

One isn't enough, so we'll have two; if two aren't enough, we'll have ten.

For Bai Qian, killing one demon or a hundred or a thousand makes no difference; she can simply spend more time finding more demons.

Unless there are absolutely no demons left in this world, then we should kill them all.

With a nimble clench of her slender fingers, a longsword formed from moon-white flames materialized from her fingertips.

The sword formed by the [Sword Qi] is not a real sword, but it can also be said to be a real sword.

The essence of [Sword Qi Prosperity] is to nurture a non-existent sword, making it faster and sharper. It is a sword composed purely of fire, which, if described, can be called a Qi sword.

Bai Qian looked at the moon-white sword in her hand and suddenly had an idea.

The [Blood Refining Method] does not have specific requirements. It only says to refine a weapon, but does not specify what the weapon is. It could be a sword, a hammer, or even a peach blossom.

So what about the sword in my hand right now?

Almost as soon as she had this idea, Bai Qian tried it out. She saw a bright red, obvious bloodstain appear on the moon-white, bright sword. This thin bloodstain did not ruin the appearance of the sword. On the contrary, it added a bright and noble aura to the sword.

As if adding the finishing touch to a painting, the sword of qi, which originally only had aura but no spirit, seemed to come alive at this moment, and a spirit was given to it, but the next second this spirit quietly disappeared.

Bai Qian blinked, staring at the sword in her hand, unsure if it was just her imagination.

[Successfully refined, granting the [?] trait: Agility (Tier 1)]

The information displayed on the panel made Bai Qian tilt her head. After thinking for a moment, she realized what the [? ?] meant.