I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

As if teleported, it flashed past another mutated species. It was unable to put up any resistance and its body was torn apart, with flesh and blood splattering everywhere, staining the earth red with blood.

Then a black gale swept through the area. It swirled with blood and the mournful howls of ferocious beasts were deafening. Every now and then, severed limbs flew out, exposing bone fragments, as if a hellish realm had descended upon the earth.

Click!

When it ambushed an A-level predator, it reacted quickly, turning around and raising its claws to meet Ye Qianxue's dragon claws.

A terrible thing happened: the predator's claws seemed to have been run over by a road roller, and its claws, along with its entire arm, shattered instantly, spurting out a large spray of blood.

The predator cried out in pain and flew backward, its right forepaw dragging weakly on the ground, its bones and other parts shattered into powder, rendering it completely useless.

They're not even in the same league!

Snapped!

A strong wind approached from behind, and a dark shadow enveloped Ye Qianxue. She turned around and slashed horizontally. Wherever her claws swept, the air was torn apart, leaving black claw marks. Then, a crisp sound was heard, followed by the sound of flesh and blood tearing apart.

Upon closer inspection, it was a B-grade Land Tiger with exceptionally strong defense. Standing a full three meters tall, even a fifth-tier ability user of the same grade would have a hard time against it.

But this land tiger, which stood like a small mountain in front of Ye Qianxue, was sent flying by a single palm strike. Its side was now caved in, and blood gushed out like a fountain, mixed with its internal organs. Even if left unattended, it was destined to die.

"..." Yan Ziming fell silent, and said to Mo Xin beside him with a forced smile, "Well, after all, she is Si Mo's daughter, so it's not strange that she is a little strong."

"But isn't this way too big!"

Mo Xin's ability to accept things is far superior to Yan Zimo's. Just how much force would it take to kill a B-grade mutated species with a single palm strike?

This is much stronger than the vast majority of other body-enhancing or beast-type ability users of the same level.

"Perhaps it's not just because of her power?" Yan Ziming said, tilting his head.

“Now that you mention it, Zi Mo… it seems that her dragon claws possess some special power, but it’s not a superpower… it has its own unique characteristics, assisting Sister Qianxue’s attacks in areas other than pure power.”

Mo Xin squinted, staring intently at Ye Qianxue, her voice growing increasingly certain.

"Anyway, it's a good thing that Qianxue has become stronger, it's just that it's a bit of a disaster for her image..."

Yan Ziming watched with embarrassment as his usually soft and cute younger sister fought like a berserker, but from another angle, it was quite beautiful, with a kind of heroic beauty.

But my sister's strength has increased so much, what will happen when we do "that" together in the future...? No, no, no, that won't happen...

No matter how strong you are, you'll still have to whine and beg for mercy under me!

Yan Ziming's imagination soared to the heavens, and by the time he came to his senses, Ye Qianxue had already completely ended the battle.

Looking around, one might mistake this place for hell, with blood and bones scattered everywhere, the earth stained red, and thin streams of blood flowing into them, making a gurgling sound.

Ye Qianxue stood there, her body stained with blood in many places, some from mutated species and some from her own.

How could one possibly escape unscathed in hand-to-hand combat? Ye Qianxue had several deep, bone-revealing scratches on her body, and most of the scales on her arms were curled up from blocking too many attacks. Her whole body was burning, and the blood from her wounds seemed to be on fire.

Yan Ziming felt sorry for her and quickly went over to hug her.

Feeling the reassuring aura, the redness in Ye Qianxue's eyes faded, replaced by a deep weariness.

"sister......"

Ye Qianxue raised her hand, wanting to touch Yan Ziming's cheek, but stopped abruptly when she saw her own blood-stained, terrifying, and ferocious black claws.

Seeing this, Yan Ziming playfully flicked her forehead, then placed his hand on it, their fingers intertwined.

"Still can't accept yourself?"

"Big sister... don't you think Chiyuki is scary like this?"

Ye Qianxue's voice trembled, fearing that the answer she would receive would plunge her into the abyss.

Only after the battle did she realize how crazy she could be, truly like a murderous beast.

Will my older sister still accept me as I am?

"Hi....."

Yan Ziming sighed, and a hint of hesitation and worry appeared in his clear, bright eyes. He was filled with anger, but also with deep affection.

A slender finger, crackling with electricity, jabbed a wound into Ye Qianxue's skin, causing her to nearly jump in pain.

Yan Ziming held up her index finger and touched Ye Qianxue's nose: "Idiot, don't make me repeat myself so many times... Your older sister... is the ultimate siscon~~"

Ye Qianxue was stunned for a moment, tears welling up in her eyes, and cried with joy: "Then Qianxue is the ultimate sister-complex!"

"I know without you saying a word! Your true nature has been laid bare long ago!"

"Hehe~~"

7. Special Sabi~

"Sister Qianxue!"

Mo Xin hugged Ye Qianxue from behind, but she was careful not to hurt her.

"Mo Xin!"

Ye Qianxue hugged her back, their faces rubbing against each other. The two beauties, each with their own unique charm, embraced each other, as intimately as sisters, much to Yan Ziming's delight.

"Alright, Qianxue, don't move. You're covered in injuries, so rest and recover first."

Lifting up Ye Qianxue's tattered clothes, a large gash from a sharp claw was visible on her once fair and smooth skin, from which blood was constantly seeping out. It was just a hair's breadth away from cutting that vulnerable spot.

Yan Ziming was secretly alarmed; if it went any deeper, it might have damaged his spleen.

Damage to the spleen is not the same as physical injury; it is fundamental to the human body, and losing even one of them is detrimental. Even with Ye Qianxue's powerful self-healing abilities, it would still be difficult.

"Let me see the rest of the places," Yan Ziming ordered.

Ye Qianxue obediently took off all her clothes, revealing her stunning figure, the bloodstains adding a unique beauty to it.

Yan Ziming had no interest in appreciating her, because Ye Qianxue had a hideous wound on her back, with an astonishing amount of bleeding.

And her arms, the obsidian-like black scales all turned outwards, revealing the bloody and mangled arms below, where the white bones were clearly visible. Yan Ziming and Mo Xin felt a pang of heartache upon seeing this.

These hands, which I should have been protecting, were injured like this right under my nose.

The usually delicate younger sister suffered such a serious injury that most ordinary people would be left with disabilities. Yan Ziming once wanted to forbid Ye Qianxue from using this fighting style again, as it was practically self-harm.

But then he thought again, afraid of discouraging Ye Qianxue, and changed his words: "Are you stupid! Why force yourself like that!"

"Hey hehe~~"

"Hey, what are you talking about! Don't take your body for granted!"

Yan Ziming raised his hand to tap Ye Qianxue on the head, but stopped when he saw her miserable state. He gently rubbed her head with his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurt. Her improved physical strength did not alleviate her pain. Ye Qianxue was in so much pain that she wanted to cry.

But she smiled contentedly, her sweet smile heartwarming, "If Big Sister and Little Sister Mo Xin could blow on it for Qianxue, it won't hurt anymore~"

"I just can't stand you..."

Yan Ziming reluctantly lifted her arm and took out a finely packaged bottle from his pocket. The bottle had four large characters written on it: "Huaguang No. 2".

Huaguang-2 is an improved version of Huaguang-1, with better healing effects on wounds; it's just the process...

He applied a little with his own hand and gently rubbed it onto the wound on Ye Qianxue's arm. The moment he touched it, Ye Qianxue's body trembled slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

Mo Xin was about to apply Huaguang No. 2 to Ye Qianxue's arm like Yan Zimo had done, but stopped after seeing Ye Qianxue's reaction.

"No... it's just that it feels icy cold and a little itchy."

Ye Qianxue bit her cherry lips, tears welling in her eyes. She felt an unbearable itch on the wound on her arm, as if a million ants were biting her.

"Hoo hoo~~ It's not just a little itchy, it's extremely itchy!"

Yan Ziming gently blew a breath, and Ye Qianxue trembled violently. This gentle breath intensified the itching sensation several times over, and Ye Qianxue almost jumped into the sky.

With tears welling in her eyes, Ye Qianxue asked in a sobbing voice, "Big sister... you knew all along?"

"Ah... I'm sorry."

Yan Ziming wiped away her tears and said, "I've heard that before. It's said to be very itchy, so you have to bear with it."

"Oh... so, does Mo Xin want to continue?"

"Of course I want to, but before that..." A current surged through Yan Ziming's fingertips, and the tingling sensation vanished instantly.

"I have temporarily blocked the nerve signals in your arm so that you will not feel numbness or itching."

“…Hmm.” Ye Qianxue lowered her head in disappointment.

She had originally wanted her older sister to use her nimble little tongue to apply it to her... that feeling must have been incredibly pleasurable, and she would have accepted it even if the tingling sensation was ten times stronger.

Sensing a hint of disappointment in Ye Qianxue's tone, Yan Ziming slightly raised his head to look at her. He noticed that her gaze had been fixed on his lips for a fleeting moment before quickly shifting away.

.......

She was speechless. Her younger sister was still thinking about these things. Where did she learn that from?

Yan Ziming glared at her and continued applying the ointment, while Mo Xin also prepared to begin her application.

However, at this point, obstacles still arose.

Rumbling--