The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

This statement might not be a problem in other contexts.

But now, hearing it coming from the old man's mouth...

This problem is more peculiar than any other problem we've encountered before.

Bai Qian has not yet communicated with the River God of Chenghe. Because of Lingxi, she has always believed that the River God of Chenghe is still alive.

Looking at the old man, it was easy to tell that he wasn't lying.

In his mind, the river god of Chenghe was already dead.

The same applies to Quandu next to it.

“Twelve years ago, I wasn’t working in Changcheng Prefecture; I had only heard about it,” Quan Du said.

"It is said that the God of Chenghe died along with a scarlet rain, which was recorded in the annals of Changcheng Prefecture."

"Few people know about this matter. Even the believers of Chenghe God are not very clear about it. They can only feel that Chenghe God has not responded to their offerings since then, and they just think that the offerings are not enough."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian frowned slightly, immediately noticing something amiss.

If what Quan Du said is true, then what exactly are the Qinglang Gang and Liansheng Sect dealing with now?

Surely they can't say that all they did together was deal with just a corpse?

And if that's the case, what does Lingxi believe in?

If you follow this line of thinking, many more doubts will arise in an instant.

That's all the two people opposite them knew about the River God. Because the River God Temple had been disbanded over the years, its presence was so minimal that they hadn't noticed it at all.

On the contrary, they knew quite a bit about the Green Wave Gang and the Lotus Life Sect.

"The Qinglang Gang has been preparing to draw some formations in the city. We heard that the capital ordered them to do so, so we didn't stop them, but we don't think they'll be anything good."

"As for the Lotus Sect, since it gained momentum a few years ago, it has always used rebellion as a pretext. Now it has actually occupied half of Changhe County. We have kept this a secret for the sake of the people's hearts. People usually just think that the Lotus Sect is big, but they have no idea how big it really is."

“There is actually no one in the entire Changhe County who can compare with the Lotus Mother. Liangdu has also made it clear that they will not send support. We can only find a way ourselves. However, we are currently facing internal and external troubles, and we can't even stand together. That's why we are trying to find a solution.”

Faced with Bai Qian's question, Quan Du and the other man answered frankly that they sent the man in the bamboo hat not to actually do anything to Bai Qian and the other man, but simply to annoy them and shift the blame to the Lotus Sect.

On the contrary, they will try to win over Bai Qian's side later.

Of course, the current situation is no longer about whether they want to win over Bai Qian or not.

After the white bones were implanted into their bodies, they had no choice but to obey Bai Qian, even if they didn't want to. Otherwise, with a single thought from Bai Qian, the white bones would bloom, and the two of them would transform into beautiful and bright white bone flowers.

"We'll deliver the supplies here to you later." The two quickly got into the swing of things, and at this point, they were already acting as Bai Qian's subordinates.

They will help with the procurement of some supplies that have not yet been purchased, and they have even provided a lot of spirit tablets.

Lingfeng plaques are jade pieces engraved with characters. The colors of the jade pieces vary, but they all share the common feature of containing high-quality energy.

It's hard to describe Bai Qian's aura; it's somewhat similar to incense, but purer and more ethereal.

Instead, it seems more like a demon untouched by any filth or impurity.

After obtaining these spirit tablets, all that's needed is to borrow some more from demons. Bai Qian already has a specific target in mind, and she can go there tonight.

Besides these, the biggest gain actually came from Quandu.

Ming Xiangjin (C)

This can be considered the highest initial level martial art that Bai Qian has ever seen; it started as a C-level martial art.

Logically speaking, one could probably reach the Divine Intent level simply by relying on this martial art.

Although advancing to the Divine Intent level doesn't depend on martial arts skill level at all, since having martial arts skills alone is useless if you can't find a god to worship, you can't reach the Divine Intent level.

Regardless, this martial art is worth Bai Qian using the lifespan of demons to upgrade, but unfortunately, she doesn't have enough lifespan right now.

Most importantly, Bai Qian hasn't learned this martial art yet.

The reason why Bai Qian didn't directly learn this martial art, despite her previous ability to learn it at a glance, is still unclear.

Perhaps it's simply because martial arts at this level can't be learned by watching them once; you have to watch them at least ten times.

Anyway, Bai Qian felt that she might be able to learn it if she tried a few more times.

There's no need to rush. Anyway, we don't have any extra lifespan from demons right now, so even if we learn it, we won't be able to improve.

I'll take advantage of this time to find some strange lifespans so I can max them out in one go after I learn them.

Bai Qian's heart is calm; she is not in a hurry.

There's nothing to rush about, after all, it's only been less than a month since she transmigrated to this world.

What's the rush? You can't expect to conquer the whole world in less than a year, can you?

In Bai Qian's eyes, demons and monsters are probably no different from the pastries and steamed buns bought from roadside stalls. If there is any difference, it's just that you eat them and you don't, but in the end, you will always eat them.

No need to rush.

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The carriage swayed and bumped a bit. Bai Qian was curled up in the corner of the carriage, reading a book.

This is something I just found on the carriage. It's probably a storybook. There isn't much text, mostly pictures. Although it's definitely not as good as comics or similar things from my previous life, it's still passable as a form of entertainment.

You don't need to know many words to understand it.

Bai Qian prefers watching these things to studying.

The air in the carriage was a bit stuffy. Pei Huan sat opposite Bai Qian, gazing at the black-haired girl's focused and delicate face. Strands of her hair danced with the swaying of the carriage, as if brushing against his own face, making him feel itchy.

A light fragrance wafted through the carriage, making one's heart a little restless.

Perhaps it's because the person on the other side is too perfect.

"What does Master Qian think of Changcheng Mansion?" Pei Huan thought for a moment and broke the silence in the carriage.

"It's alright." Bai Qian was quite satisfied that the street food was better than what she had in Bai Fengcheng.

As for other things, they're pretty much on track.

Upon hearing Bai Qian's reply, Pei Huan smiled.

"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't be used to it here. I'm a local, so if you need anything, just tell me. I'd sell my whole family to help you."

"Is something wrong at your home?" Bai Qian blinked.

"It's alright." Pei Huan smiled and shook her head.

"They were quite welcoming to you, Master Qian." There wasn't much else to say; she planned to try what she'd been planning for a while after returning home today.

If they object, then let's make them afraid to object.

People who don't support Master Qian don't need to exist.

The disabled dare not object, and the dead will not object.

Before, in Baifeng City, I might not have been able to deal with all that mess, but this is Changcheng Prefecture.

"Whatever you want. You can talk to me if you encounter any problems." Bai Qian glanced at Pei Huan, picked up a red date pastry from the table next to her and put it in her mouth. She didn't say anything and continued to quietly read the storybook in her hand.

"Well, I've been preparing some things these past few days, including a hammer and some other things. I should be able to deliver them to you tomorrow, but I don't know if you and Miss Bai will be satisfied," Pei Huan asked somewhat nervously.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qian suddenly remembered something, and her expression became slightly serious.

"I have a favor to ask of you," he said, looking at Pei Huan.

Pei Huan immediately perked up and looked at Bai Qian.

"The words on this paper." Bai Qian took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket.

"Copy it thirty times."

Pei Huan looked at the paper Bai Qian handed him with a slight confusion.

Copy it thirty times? What is that?

Volume 1: Chapter 149, The River God's Alienation

"We've arrived, Master Qian, please take your time." Pei Huan jumped down from the carriage and helped Bai Qian close the carriage door.

Bai Qian landed on the ground with Pei Huan, and Pei Huan helped Bai Qian hold up an oil-paper umbrella.

"Most of the items on the list you gave me are easy to prepare, and with the help of Quan Du and the others, there's not much to worry about. Now, only some less common items remain."

"Many things here are related to Chenghe God, but because he has rarely been active or manifested in recent years, there are fewer of these things."

"I reckon only the followers of the River God Temple are still around. Because of the Qinglang Gang, these followers are scattered in various places in Changcheng Prefecture. This is one of them. I heard that she was a sorceress when the River God Temple was still there," Pei Huan said while holding an umbrella for Bai Qian.

The term "shaman" has many meanings, but since it is preceded by the word "god," it often represents someone who communicates with the divine, or even someone who carries the divine burden. Therefore, this title often carries a heavy weight and does not necessarily mean someone who is charlatan or deceitful.

“We’ll live here now.” Pei Huan looked ahead. This was already the edge of Changcheng Prefecture, and also the bank of the Cheng River. Few people lived in such a place. It might have been okay before, but in recent years, water demons or water ghosts would occasionally emerge from the Cheng River. Living on the bank meant you would definitely encounter these things.

The first thing you see is a small wooden house, next to which is a wide river that seems to stretch as far as the eye can see, overgrown with green weeds.

“She should be living here now.” Pei Huan looked at the wooden house.

The oil-paper umbrella moved closer to Bai Qian, where the rain was falling quite heavily.

Bai Qian nodded, and the two walked towards the wooden house.

You can also clearly feel that the closer you get to the wooden house, the more you can smell the slightly chaotic atmosphere and the somewhat unpleasant smell of herbs in the air.

The shoes trod on the slightly muddy ground.

A soft sound came from the weeds that were about waist-high nearby.

Pei Huan glanced over there with slight doubt, and then saw a pale, bloated head emerge from the weeds. Its eyes were large and had a pale green tinge. It was hairless and its entire head was covered with jagged, fleshy growths.

Looking at Bai Qian and the other person, it revealed a chilling smile, its bloodshot, deformed fangs showing.

Pei Huan looked at this somewhat ugly appearance and felt a pang of fear, not fear, but a sense of disgust.

She naturally recognized what it was; it was a fairly common item in Changcheng Prefecture.

The water ghost of Chenghe River is something that almost everyone living in Changcheng Prefecture will see to some extent.

It is said that it was transformed from a person who drowned in the river. It likes to eat corpses and will occasionally sneak up to the shore to steal the children of the people living on the bank.

It's something that everyone hates.

Pei Huan glanced at it, just about to tell Bai Qian when...

He casually tapped the fair, delicate fingers.

Suddenly, white bone spurs appeared from the ground.

The water ghost, naturally, didn't react in time, and sharp bone spikes rose from beneath its body.

It easily pierced through the wrinkled, pale, swollen skin, and a liquid that looked like pus gushed out, as the bone spur rose up relentlessly.

Piercing through deformed flesh and blood, penetrating its internal organs, whether it be the heart or the liver, it was easily pierced, piercing the water ghost from tail to head, the bone spurs sinking into the water ghost's neck.

It was as if its head was being held up, causing it to rise.

Half of his body was pierced by bone spurs, making him look like a pole. His head was suspended in mid-air by bone spurs, and he was motionless.

It still had a smile on its face, but because the bone spurs were embedded in its head, its entire face was so distorted that its shape was unrecognizable, with the sharp spurs protruding from the top of its head, which was covered in tumors.

Upon seeing this, Pei Huan shrank back slightly.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Bai Qian glanced at the water ghost's corpse.

They gave me a bizarre lifespan, but it wasn't much; it was barely enough to fill a gap in my teeth.

"Let's go." They weren't particularly concerned about the water ghost.

However, the water ghost reminded her that there should be many monsters underwater in the Cheng River, and she could go down to take a look if she had the chance later.

Upon reaching the wooden house, Pei Huan knocked on the door.

An old man's cough came from the silent wooden house.

Then came the slow, gentle footsteps.

"Who is it?" the old man inside asked as he opened the door.

Upon seeing Bai Qian and the other person standing at the door, a look of confusion appeared on his wrinkled, aged face.

"Come in first." Although puzzled, the old man still led the two into the house.