The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

"Who knows? Whatever the purpose, let's plant the lotus seed first." As she spoke, she raised the still-dripping blood-stained blade and looked expectantly at Pei Huan in front of her.

"Don't worry too much, it'll be over soon," she said calmly, but her blood-stained, ferocious smile offered no reassurance whatsoever.

"It won't hurt too much." He said this, but then plunged the blade into the girl's heart.

The shrill laughter rushed into my eardrums like a tidal wave.

In an attempt to regain control of his body, he found himself frozen in place, as if petrified.

The blade moved slower and slower in his sight, but what rose in Pei Huan's heart at this moment was not panic or fear.

On the contrary... it's a pity?

What to regret?

Is it a pity that the things in my dreams didn't come true?

Things like sleeping while holding Bai Qian, or having Bai Qian personally feed you... things you only dare to do in your dreams.

Watching the blade approach.

He found his body moving involuntarily, his left hand gripping the red-clad man's wrist, the blade halting in mid-air.

Push forward with your right hand.

Before the man in red could react, his chest was shoved by five fingers. The tremor from the bones and flesh drowned out the sharp laughter in the air. His internal organs fused together in the deafening roar, and clumps of dirt and blood were squeezed out like juice, splashing onto Pei Huan's white clothes.

His neck was bent, his body was twisted and limp on the ground, a mangled mess. His face, which still had a strange smile, even had a hint of expectation, but that expectation had turned into blankness.

It doesn't seem like he's in too much pain.

Pei Huan was also somewhat bewildered.

While I was still wondering what was going to happen.

"When you get back, you'll need to practice your fighting skills." A cool voice sounded softly in my ear, carrying a hint of disdain.

"I'll practice with you."

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I didn't work hard enough today, but I'll keep working hard tomorrow!

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Volume 1: Chapter 220, Bai Qian's subordinates left no survivors.

Bai Qian and Ling Xi noticed something was off about the entire village from the very beginning, including the changes in Pei Huan.

He must have been experiencing some kind of inexplicable hallucination, which is why he didn't respond to their calls. However, Bai Qian still had a way to wake Pei Huan up, but she didn't do so for some reasons.

In short, she still wanted to see Pei Huan's reaction. She knew what was going on with Pei Huan's condition and that Pei Huan was actually capable of breaking free in her current state.

After all, the power he had left on Pei Huan was more than enough to help her break free from this illusion.

Unfortunately, Pei Huan may know how to mobilize these powers, but due to some of her own limitations, she is unable to properly use these powers to get rid of the illusions.

Although she could see through it, Bai Qian still didn't take any action for the time being, hoping that Pei Huan could think it through properly.

In the end, they only intervened after confirming that Pei Huanzhen was unable to do it.

It's probably not possible to rely on her much, or rather, she'll need to practice carefully how to use the stove fire later.

I personally accompanied her to practice.

Although Bai Qian wasn't quite sure, was this thing really that difficult?

A petite figure appeared beside Pei Huan, manipulated Pei Huan's body to beat the red-clad man in front of her to a pulp, then glanced at Pei Huan and didn't look at her again. The matter of sparring could wait until they returned to Changcheng Mansion.

For now, let's focus on resolving the immediate issues first.

Standing behind Pei Huan, he looked around.

In reality, the scene was similar to what Pei Huan had seen. Two men in red were controlling the entire Fanghuang Village, and the villagers were like puppets under their control. The only difference was that the villagers' condition was even worse than what Pei Huan had seen.

If the villagers in the hallucinations still had some semblance of human appearance, then seeing them in reality now reveals that even the most basic human features are gone.

Their bodies remained withered and emaciated, their wrinkled skin displaying an unhealthy, deathly white hue. A massive wound had been ripped open on each of their chests, and from the bloody, mangled opening, an exquisitely beautiful lotus flower swayed gently, its delicate bloom appearing particularly eerie in the firelight.

He stood there blankly, making the scene before him appear even more gloomy.

The man in red standing on the platform stared blankly as his colleague was punched to pieces, and also noticed Bai Qian suddenly appearing next to Pei Huan.

Although they were colleagues, there wasn't much affection between them. The man in red didn't show much sadness, only the distress of his plans being disrupted.

To say they were scared wouldn't be an exaggeration, since they were simply blown to bits on the spot. In fact, these followers of the Lotus Mother only possessed some special powers, but their bodies were no different from ordinary people. If a martial artist got close to them, they would simply die, just like what happened just now.

What she was worried about now was the purpose of the two people opposite her.

Standing on the stage, the scarlet firelight illuminated the pitch-black night, and both sides fell into a brief silence.

"Rebels." After a moment of silence, the man in red said. This was the term the Lotus Life Sect used to refer to those who rebelled against the sect.

It sounds somewhat similar to the term "rebels," but since their sect has been involved in rebellious activities, it's not appropriate to use that term anymore.

There's no need to ask what the two of them want to do. They've already pointed knives at each other, so can't they be expected to fight back?

He didn't say anything, he just raised his hand.

As she raised her hand, the huge blood basin in front of the stage began to surge, as if boiling water had suddenly come to a boil. Layers of blood foam rose from the bottom of the basin, and whirlpools began to rotate in the blood.

Then, a hand covered in blood emerged from the viscous blood, followed by a figure covered in blood who slowly crawled out of the basin. This body was not strong, and was even rather short. Even compared to Bai Qian, it was about the same size.

The woman in red watched this scene, her gaze fixed on Bai Qian and her companion. They had been operating in Fanghuang Village for a long time, and she knew exactly how to deal with Bai Qian and her companion.

More than that, she was hesitant about the two people's origins. The sect had said that they needed to speed up their plans in the coming days. She had originally planned to turn everyone in the village into lotus seeds and take them back in the next couple of days.

A blood-red figure slowly crawled out of the blood basin, and the villagers with blood lotuses growing on their chests gathered around.

Pei Huan turned to look at the figure behind him, a light that was reassuring to behold, and was about to ask Bai Qian what to do next.

Seeing Bai Qian take a step forward, and then lift her foot.

Before the figure could even lift herself from the blood basin, her white shoes slammed into it, and no one even realized what she was doing.

The seemingly sturdy basin overturned instantly, the wooden planks cracked inch by inch, and the impact seemed to spread from the inside out. In that instant, it gushed up from the bottom like a fountain.

Before the figure could even crawl out of the blood basin, it had already lost its home.

Fresh blood rose, forming an extremely viscous blood curtain, or like a veil, obscuring the two people in front of it.

Blood fell from the sky, and the blood-red figure stood in the shattered wooden basin, its blood-covered face not even having time to make any expression or reaction.

In the next instant, a fair, slender hand pierced through the blood-red curtain and grabbed its neck.

Blood dripped down, staining his clothes and white shoes, turning half of his sleeve a bluish-red.

Blood slowly trickled down its delicate face. Its serene eyes stared at the figure in front of it, which was slightly taller than itself. It still wanted to struggle, and its sharp claws were raised in a daze.

With a forceful squeeze of her fingers, blood burst forth in front of Bai Qian, adding a splash of blood to her clean clothes.

Something rolled onto the stage. The man in red lowered his eyes and looked at the spine that was slowly rolling at his feet. The head and spine rolled to his feet, with some blood clots still on the spine.

She wanted to say something, but looking at the hammer-like thing at her feet, she couldn't utter a word. A chill ran down her spine, and now it was her turn to be afraid.

Bloodstains were smeared on the ground. Bai Qian raised her eyes, and the man in red subconsciously took a step back.

The figure in the blue robe adorned with eerie blood flowers had already arrived before her.

She picked up the ceremonial knife at her waist, trying to resist, but the sharp blade was grasped by a blood-stained hand, and those serene eyes watched her quietly.

"You can't kill me. If I die, all the lotus seeds here will rebel, and you won't be able to escape either." People often talk nonsense before they die, and this is true of the demons and monsters that Bai Qian encountered.

Bai Qian tilted her head to look at the villagers beside her; they must be the lotus seeds that the man in red had mentioned.

Taking advantage of Bai Qian turning her head, the man in red pulled out something that looked like a flower bud from his waist with his other hand, but as soon as he pulled it out, he lost feeling in his hand.

Bai Qian gently grasped the wrist and then broke it, followed by the ripping of the entire arm.

While I was holding this flower bud, still wondering what it was,

The stage suddenly collapsed, and a claw came crashing down on Bai Qian from below.

The man in red felt a sense of relief upon seeing this.

But then, he saw that the enormous claw was grasped by the girl's slender hand.

She tilted her head and glanced at the man in red, then followed the claw to look at the scarlet beast eyes peeking out from the shadows below the stage.

The man in red felt a sudden jolt in his heart, and just as he was about to control the scarlet beast below the stage to continue the attack.

The girl withdrew her hand.

Before she even realized what was happening, she discovered a bone protruding from her chest, a sharp bone piercing through her chest and protruding from her chest cavity like a blooming flower.

Her consciousness sluggished, and bones pierced through her internal organs and skin one after another until a sharp thorn grew upwards from her spine, piercing half of her head, before she realized what had happened.

But it was too late. His body transformed into a skeleton, adorned with blood and predominantly white, standing on the stage.

The scarlet beast beneath their feet roared as if it had lost control after Bai Qian turned the red-clad man into a tree of bones.

Bai Qian glanced at it, and then half of her body broke through the stage floor, being forcibly dragged up.

It was a creature resembling a lizard, covered in bright red flower buds.

It should still want to resist, but that slender finger, still dripping with blood, touches its body.

An invisible hand grasped it and then squeezed it suddenly.

The seemingly enormous body was compressed together, its internal organs burst under the immense pressure, the flower bud and flesh fused together, and the juice that seeped from the shattered organs dripped onto the ground, turning into a ball of flesh.

The minced meat slowly flowed onto the ground, illuminated by the flickering firelight.

Bai Qian then turned around and looked at Pei Huan behind her, her fair face covered in bright red blood.

A cute, thoughtful expression first appeared on that delicate face, then she seemed to suddenly realize something.

"I forgot, we were supposed to leave them alive."

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Two more chapters totaling 2900 words. I've almost gotten used to updating this lately, but I can't go on like this. I really need to start updating earlier from now on, even though I say that every day 〒▽〒

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Volume 1: 221. Then let's attack village by village.

Bai Qian initially intended to leave one alive, as she still wanted to ask questions about the Lotus Life Sect.

The problems in Fanghuang Village are quite significant, as we can see from the villagers themselves, even setting aside other issues.

But sometimes, once the fight starts, you really forget about it.

Like it is now.

He gently tapped the bone tree in front of him with his fingers, and watched as the bone tree trembled slightly twice.

It's probably hopeless; there were definitely no survivors.

Fresh blood slowly dripped down the branches of the skeleton.

Bai Qian glanced at the panel.

The two red-clad figures I just killed didn't increase my lifespan, probably because, according to the panel, they were neither demons nor monsters.

Upon closer reflection, it makes sense. Neither of them displayed any extraordinary abilities, so logically they should just be ordinary people.

Although they weren't exactly ordinary, after all, normal ordinary people certainly wouldn't be able to direct these messy things here. Their bodies weren't quite normal, at least they couldn't be called human.

As for this scarlet... lizard?

Bai Qian was given a bizarre lifespan of nearly fifty years, while the blood-red figure was given thirty years.

It barely managed to bring his bizarre lifespan, which was almost zero, back to three digits.

However, although demons are not given lifespans, it doesn't mean Bai Qian can't do other things.

For example, casting [Blood Refining Technique].

With a casual clench of her slender fingers, she watched as the scattered blood rose into the air, gathering in Bai Qian's palm and transforming into a translucent red blood sphere. Then, the blood sphere seemed to be compressed again, turning into a bright red bead.

These are blood beads created through the [Blood Refining Method]. They are essentially condensations of blood energy and can be used as a carrier to store blood energy without being used directly.

Bai Qian planned to keep and save these blood beads for later use when needed.