Absolutely legitimate Star Iron, I've awakened the Underworld System?

She swiftly swung her longsword, attempting to dissipate the purple energy beam with her superb swordsmanship.

However, to her surprise, this purple energy beam clung tightly to her longsword like a leech, the purple light seemingly possessing life, constantly eroding the power of her sword.

Jingliu's body stiffened slightly, and her originally fluid sword moves showed a slight, imperceptible pause. Her movements began to slow down under the influence of the purple energy.

"It's now!"

Despite the excruciating pain emanating from his internal organs, Bai Qiong struggled to his feet from the cold ground. Blood still clung to the corners of his mouth, but his eyes remained resolute.

Without hesitation, he pulled the fire poker from his pocket, gripped it tightly in his hand as if it were his last lifeline, and staggered toward Jingliu.

"You crazy woman, do you even know what a...hero of the stick is?!"

Bai Qiong let out a roar like a wounded beast, his voice hoarse yet full of power. He placed all his hopes on the fire stick in his hand, and with a determination to fight to the death, he swung the fire stick and struck Jing Liu hard.

Just like the purple mood, the fire poker has adjustable settings.

Previously, when facing the Azure Sparrow, it was only the lowest setting, which only had a modulating effect and would not cause harm to the human body.

Now, Bai Qiong is like someone who has turned on the highest setting of Purple Mood, showing no mercy whatsoever!

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, the fire poker shattered.

Chapter 61 Mirror Flow in the Suitcase (6.5k)

"Click!"

Jingliu gripped the fire poker tightly, and no matter how hard Bai Qiong tried, he couldn't budge it an inch.

That hand, slender and fair, looked no different from an ordinary person's, yet it contained a terrifying power capable of crushing steel.

Bai Qiong's heart sank, knowing the situation was bad. Without hesitation, he raised his bat with his other hand and swung it down, slamming it hard against Jing Liu with a sharp whistling sound.

"clang!"

A crisp clang of metal rang out, and Jingliu had already swung her sword with her other hand, the blade precisely blocking the baseball bat's attack.

The clash between the sword and the club produced dazzling sparks, and the enormous recoil traveled along the club to Bai Qiong's arm, causing his hand to go numb and a sharp pain to shot through him.

"Uh!"

Bai Qiong let out a muffled groan, unable to hold onto the bat any longer. The bat flew out of his hand, arcing through the air for more than ten meters before landing helplessly on the cold ground with a crisp clang.

Having lost his weapon and being restrained by Mirror Stream, Bai Qiong's heart sank to the bottom.

Large beads of sweat uncontrollably slid down his forehead, down his cheeks, and dripped to the ground.

The warning of doom kept ringing in his mind. Bai Qiong could clearly feel the increasingly dangerous aura emanating from Jing Liu, a sign that the Demonic Yin Body was about to erupt completely.

He looked up abruptly and saw Jing Liu holding her sword high, its blade gleaming with a cold light and exuding a chilling killing intent. The sword seemed poised to fall at any moment and cleave him in two.

The shadow of death loomed over Bai Qiong's heart. At this critical moment, a towering purple energy, like a raging dragon, surged upwards and violently struck Jing Liu. "Ugh..."

Jingliu's movements suddenly froze. The sword he had been holding high could no longer be lowered, as if it were firmly bound by an invisible force.

Her body began to tremble slightly, as if she were resisting the purple energy.

Seizing this rare opportunity, Bai Qiong turned around abruptly and saw Fu Xuan standing not far away, his hands clasped together, forming a complex hand seal.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat; she had clearly reached her limit.

"Bai Qiong! Run!"

Fu Xuan's voice was weak and anxious, "I...I can't hold on much longer!"

"Lord Taibu, I cannot abandon you!" Bai Qiong gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

He knew that Fu Xuan was only holding on to save him, and once Fu Xuan was exhausted and Jing Liu broke free of his restraints, both he and Fu Xuan would be doomed.

"If I told you to leave, then leave now!"

Fu Xuan's voice carried a hint of anger, "I am a Grand Diviner! This matter foreshadows the future of the Immortal Ship, and it is originally our Immortal Ship's affair! If you continue to stay, you will only be a burden to me, and I don't need your help!"

"This girl, what time is it already, still acting so arrogantly?" Bai Qiong muttered helplessly to himself.

Now is not the time for Fu Xuan to play the hero, but there's simply not enough time to ask others for help.

His only hope lay in himself.

"System! System! Is there any way to solve this? Hurry!"

Bai Qiong anxiously called out to the system in his heart, his voice trembling slightly.

He desperately needed an answer, an answer that could stop the Mirror Flow and save him and Fu Xuan.

"Ding!"

The system's cold voice rang in Bai Qiong's mind, bringing a glimmer of hope.

[Hint to Master: The Demonic Body is a type of disease. The special liquid ability you previously acquired can purify it.]

Special liquid ability...purification...

No, are we using it now?

Here, in front of Fu Xuan?

real or fake?

"What are you still thinking about, you idiot? Run! I... I can't hold on much longer!"

Fu Xuan shouted with all her might, her petite body trembling violently, beads of sweat rolling down her pale, paper-like face, soaking the hair on her forehead.

She's almost at her limit.

The Mirror Style Shuriken emitted a buzzing sound, a sound that sent chills down one's spine.

Wisps of black energy swirled about on the sword's blade, seemingly about to break free from its restraints.

Without further hesitation, Bai Qiong lifted Shizuru's skirt and pressed herself against her.

Her actions left Fu Xuan speechless.

The Grand Diviner's mouth dropped open, his face flushed with embarrassment. "No, you rascal... what on earth are you up to?!"

"Ding!"

[Character's Corruption Value Increases by 1%!]

This was the fastest Bai Qiong had ever done in her life, seemingly taking only a few seconds.

He never imagined that he would one day become a quick shooter.

In that short period of time, he recalled almost all the erotic pictures posted by his friends in the group chat in his previous life.

As it left Kagami's body, the liquid traced an arc in the air before precisely landing on him. "Sizzle..."

A soft sound, like water droplets falling on a red-hot iron plate. The liquid touched Jingliu's body and immediately turned into a cloud of white mist, quickly seeping into her body.

"Uh... Ah... Ahhh!"

Jing Liu let out a painful roar, the sound more shrill and frantic than before.

She released Bai Qiong, her body trembling violently as if she were enduring immense pain.

A thick white mist enveloped Jing Liu's figure completely. Bai Qiong and Fu Xuan watched the movements within the mist with bated breath.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

A few seconds later, the white fog began to dissipate gradually.

Jingliu's body stopped trembling violently and gradually calmed down. Her previously ferocious and terrifying face also gradually returned to normal, revealing her original beautiful and delicate features.

However, her eyes remained empty, lost, and devoid of any sparkle.

"Is this... the Demonic Yin Body being suppressed?" Fu Xuan's voice was filled with shock. What had just happened had almost shattered her worldview.

She couldn't believe that the demonic possession that had plagued the Immortal Boat people for so many years could actually be resolved in this way?

When I reach a certain age, won't I be able to find Bai Qiong?

Bai Qiong was also somewhat incredulous. He looked at Jing Liu and tentatively asked, "Jing Liu? You... are you alright?"

Jing Liu's empty eyes flickered slightly, as if responding to Bai Qiong's call, but then a sharp sword light flashed and headed straight for Bai Qiong.

"Be careful!"

Fu Xuan cried out in alarm, but it was too late.

Although this sword light was not the "Cold River Reflecting the Moon" that had been enhanced by "Soul Transformation," it was still the signature move of the Mirror School - "Seamless Flying Light," which was extremely sharp and as fast as lightning.

"Three inches from the Gen position, dodge quickly!" Fu Xuan shouted urgently, his voice trembling slightly.

Almost instinctively, Bai Qiong followed Fu Xuan's instructions, tilting his body to the left and narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. The sword energy grazed past his ear, causing a sharp pain.

Jingliu glanced at her skirt, which had been lifted up, and quickly flipped it back into place.

Her eyes instantly turned icy cold as she stared intently at Bai Qiong, gritting her teeth as she said, "What did you do to me? Your strength is nothing special, but your methods are truly... despicable!"

Bai Qiong was startled. This was the first time he had ever seen a woman who could maintain normal logic and whose depravity value had only increased by 2% after experiencing the "fire stick" and "that kind of thing".

This

What's happening here?

"System! What on earth is going on?" Bai Qiong asked in his mind.

"Ding!" The system's cold voice rang out.

[Master, the Demonic Body is a form of spiritual erosion. Her mind was already riddled with holes, so she was less susceptible to meme erosion and could maintain normal thinking in most situations.]

What? Being tainted by demonic energy can also resist memes? That's a new way of thinking.

However, Jingliu did not give Bai Qiong time to think wildly. Another sword strike came, the sword light as bright as a rainbow, carrying a chilling aura.

"Quickly, Bai Qiong! Rely on instinct to hide, you've used up your Amulet!"

Fu Xuan shouted nervously.