Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

She didn't care if his bones were broken! She just wanted to kill him!!

Hanbing's right arm slammed down towards the man from above.

But the other party simply took a step back, grabbed Zhang Ruoxue's right arm with his backhand, and at the same time, kicked Zhang Ruoxue's right knee with his right foot.

He sneered, as if watching a good show. "Let's see how you get up now!"

click!

Blood spurted out.

Zhang Ruoxue remained silent, offering neither wails nor sobs; she simply knelt on the ground and then raised her head—

At that moment, a look of panic appeared in the masked man's eyes.

Because he saw... in the eyes of the girl before him...

His anger and murderous intent remained undiminished.

"Hey...you're kidding, right..."

Despite having both knees broken, Zhang Ruoxue used her shattered left hand to grab the masked man.

This time, it was the masked man's turn to be afraid.

He had never seen anyone like this in his life... someone whose legs had been broken and who still managed to hold onto him with his shattered hands.

While the masked man was stunned, Zhang Ruoxue, whose hands were both restrained, finally opened her mouth.

But she wasn't going to speak; rather—

puff!

A sharp pain shot through her shoulder, and the masked man looked at Zhang Ruoxue as if she were a madwoman.

She actually abandoned her fists and palms, and like a wild beast that had lost its humanity, frantically tore at her own shoulder...

The man grunted and threw a punch at Zhang Ruoxue's chest!

The black-haired girl was no match for this power. She coughed up a lot of blood and flew dozens of meters before collapsing to the ground.

It's not over yet...

Because Zhang Ruoxue was still trying to get up... with her already broken body.

Madman... madman...

Those hateful eyes, those angry eyes... were fixed on the masked man from beginning to end, as if even if her body and soul died, her gaze would never die.

"What a mad dog!"

The masked man cursed, and was about to end Zhang Ruoxue's life with his own hands when—

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the magic circle in the sky that had suddenly stopped rotating, and frowned.

The Blood Sacrifice Array... is complete.

at the same time--

He heard a voice in his head that he really didn't want to hear.

The masked man was silent for a few seconds, then let out a long sigh.

"Okay, I'll go back now."

As if he had compromised, he waved his hand dismissively.

The blood sacrifice array in the sky suddenly shrank several times, falling back into his palm and transforming into a wooden token.

He put the wooden token into his storage ring, glanced back at the girl who was still struggling to get up and was covered in blood, and curled his lip.

"You're lucky, you mad dog."

After uttering these mocking words, he vanished, enveloped in a cloud of black mist.

……

Staring at the spot where the dark figure disappeared, the black-haired girl clutched the handful of dark soil tightly... her delicate body trembling.

The flames on her body slowly died down... her spiritual energy was completely depleted, and she no longer had the strength to fight.

Every part of his body was in excruciating pain; his bones were shattered, and even his meridians were damaged by the punch to his chest. His spiritual root was so unstable that it seemed it could break at any moment.

But Zhang Ruoxue didn't care about any of that...

Her gaze fell on the two lifeless, cold corpses that were already immobile.

tick... tick...

rain.

It was raining heavily.

Are they tears from heaven?

The torrential rain washed away the bloodstains on the ground and the girl's wounds... but mercilessly lashed at the two corpses.

The rain soaked my clothes, my hair, and the corners of my eyes.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

In the silent Jinglin Village, the helpless and frantic roar of a young girl could be heard.

This heart-wrenching scream, accompanied by the torrential rain, created a poignant and tragic melody.

On this day, Zhang Ruoxue felt... the same pain she had felt in the Netherworld.

Last time, she witnessed her brother's elixir being displayed to the public.

This time, she witnessed firsthand the massacre of the village where she grew up, and the couple who raised her also lost their livelihood.

Perhaps it was because of the overwhelming grief, or perhaps the body could no longer bear it—

The girl's screams suddenly stopped, and she lost consciousness, sinking completely into darkness.

Even as she fell into a coma, her fractured left hand was still desperately clutching something.

It was a jade token.

A jade token that was torn from the belt of the masked man during close combat.

On that dark jade token, two large, conspicuous characters were written.

【Mo Chao】

53. The immortal of this era! The emperor of immortals and demons!

Zhang Ruoxue was very tired.

More tired than ever before.

From a young age, she was always a well-behaved child that her parents didn't have to worry about. She was very independent from childhood and would occasionally get into conflicts with others just like boys. She even challenged the village's top kid as a girl, getting beaten up time and time again until she was bruised and swollen, but she would still say angrily that she would definitely get her revenge next time.

She's always been a stubborn, silly girl.

If anything goes wrong, she'll definitely try to solve the problem like a fool—in her own unique way.

However, this time...

She couldn't solve the problem.

No matter how hard she tried, the dead have returned to heaven. She couldn't bring Old Man Li back to life, nor could she bring Grandma Lin back to life, let alone the Zhang couple who raised her.

So she felt very tired, so tired that she wanted to sleep forever, to sink into a dream where she could fish by the stream, make a ruckus in the fields, come home to eat her parents’ not-so-delicate but very flavorful meals, and when she was tired, she could lie down on the wooden mat and fall asleep.

She could have simply fallen asleep and never woken up again.

until--

A pitch-black mask suddenly appeared before Zhang Ruoxue's eyes, with the mark of a black bat engraved on it.

The countless arms that suddenly opened up enveloped the entire Jinglin Village from top to bottom, obscuring the sky and the sun, plunging absolute darkness into this nameless little village.

Before her eyes... all she could see were those bloodthirsty, yet smiling eyes hidden behind the mask.

The dream shattered.

"!!!"

boom!

As I abruptly sat up in bed, my snow-white forehead collided rapidly with... my snow-white forehead.

The intense pain made Zhang Ruoxue's vision blur, and she lay back down.

And the other one—

"Holy crap..."

The woman in the pale pink feather robe covered her already reddened forehead, gasped, and trembled with pain.

"You said you'd wake up, so why did you suddenly sit up like you were possessed? You almost smashed my brain."

"It hurts too!"

Zhang Ruoxue shouted in dissatisfaction, then slowly got up.

Her gaze fell on the woman who was constantly rubbing her forehead, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in her eyes.

She recognized this person.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that they are people I'm fairly familiar with.

"Xu Yanliu?"

"What, haven't you recognized me after all this time?"

"It's not that bad..."

Zhang Ruoxue never expected that Xu Yanliu, who was far away in the Netherworld, would appear here. Just as she was about to get out of bed, a sharp tearing pain came from her body.

Her body trembled violently, pain creeping up her spine, and she couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Xu Yanliu sighed helplessly and said, "Your injury is much more serious than you think. In your current state, it's better to move around less."

Zhang Ruoxue gently lifted the blanket. The bloodstains on it seemed to have just dried. Almost every part of her body that could be called a human body was wrapped in bandages. She could vaguely see healing magic circles moving and operating on her body.