The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

If she didn't dodge, she would be hit by the cleaver, and even if she didn't die, she would be badly injured.

Hiding means she is afraid of herself, so what follows is her own territory.

Zhu Kuben was full of confidence when he swung this chop.

It should have been as it intended.

It saw the girl in white extend her white palm, her slender index finger blocking the path of the cleaver.

The machete stopped; the blade, shrouded in black and red mist, was blocked by fingers.

Its scarlet beast eyes narrowed sharply as it looked at Bai Qian, who was merely extending her pale white fingers, and felt the sensation transmitted through the cleaver.

The full-force strike hit a mountain.

It should have cut through anything in its path, but now it can't move forward an inch.

It met those cold, deep eyes, and fear welled up inside it.

What a joke! ?

Volume 1: Chapter 53, Fear and Incense

Almost without hesitation, the moment he realized something was wrong, Zhu Ku's body turned into pitch-black mist.

It's not a mindless demon; the fact that it's survived to this day proves that.

Even with all his might, his strike couldn't even reach the other person's finger.

This was not an enemy it could defeat, and it finally understood what the lingering fear that had been looming over it since the beginning was.

The black mist suddenly rose, carrying the pig up into the sky.

Bai Qian stood there, watching Zhu Ku fly away.

"Stop." Her dark eyes, gleaming with gold threads, stared at Zhu Ku as she calmly commanded.

The pig, which had just taken to the sky, fell to the ground in despair.

Before it could figure out what was going on, the black-haired girl came to its side and gently pressed her fingers against its head.

The skin and bones shattered inch by inch, and the pig's head exploded instantly, blasting out countless pieces of minced meat.

It was quite hard; that was Bai Qian's first impression.

Only one of the pig heads that Bai Qian was holding was broken. The remaining two pig heads and one human face, apart from showing a painful and ferocious expression, did not change much.

Although it could be crushed, perhaps because its body was much stronger than the other pig demons, it didn't die immediately.

The pig did not retaliate; it had no intention of retaliating at all.

His body turned into black mist again, but this time Bai Qian kicked him back to his original state.

Just as things returned to normal, the girl kicked him.

It was like stepping on a balloon. The cloth shoes stepped on it, and the seemingly sturdy armor provided no protection whatsoever. The pig demon's body was easily crushed underfoot, and blood and flesh splattered on the shoes and clothes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the black and red mist escaped to the other side and transformed back into the figure of Pig Bitter.

It didn't know whether it should be relieved or alarmed.

“I can use fear to reassemble my body indefinitely; the amount of fear I’ve collected over the years is beyond your imagination,” Pig Bitter began to reason.

"Killing me like this is useless. You can kill me a hundred times, and I can reassemble my body a hundred times. It won't make any difference."

"Isn't this what you wanted to do to save these people? Take them with you. Although they've fainted, they're fine. I just absorbed their fear of me; I didn't do anything else to them. They'll regain their senses when they wake up."

"To be honest, there's no reason for us to waste time here. You can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you either." Pig Bitter was very rational; it knew very well when to reason and when not to.

If you can win a fight, you don't need to reason with others; if you can't win, you do need to reason with others.

Bai Qian was different; she had no idea how to write a moral.

Bai Qian didn't say anything upon hearing this; she merely glanced at the people lying on the ground behind her.

What the pig demon said wasn't wrong; these people should be able to return to normal after waking up, at most they might experience some mental instability.

However, the problem is that her purpose in coming here was not to save anyone at all.

Looking at the pig suffering, she gently lifted her foot.

A howling wind swept in, and the pig demon, seeing Bai Qian rushing towards him, only had time to use his demonic power to form a black and red shield.

It was as fragile as paper, easily broken with a single poke. Bai Qian approached Zhu Ku and threw a punch.

The pig demon's flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground.

The black mist condensed again and reappeared in the other corner.

This time, it didn't try to reason with Bai Qian, but instead tried to transform into black mist and fly away again.

"Get down." A cold voice came from behind.

The pig demon, forced to fall, had just landed when its torso was kicked to pieces, and its four heads were crushed one by one.

Pig Bitter understood what this person meant; it couldn't stop itself from using fear to resurrect, but that didn't matter.

She really intended to kill herself a hundred times, a thousand times, until she was completely dead.

There's no escaping it.

Fight with her.

A sudden surge of anger welled up within him, and he turned his gaze back to Bai Qian.

He looked at the girl whose clothes were stained red on the upper half, at her delicate face stained with a little blood, and at her calm, unwavering black eyes.

The hostility dissipated, replaced by a fear that began to coil around my heart like a spider web.

Fear spread through my heart, like cracks appearing layer by layer on a glass wall, until the entire glass wall shattered.

The fear that had been controlled within his body by the pig's suffering had spiraled out of control.

The black mist was released from its body, but instead of dissipating, it covered the pig again.

The pig demon's body was raised again, so that if there were two Bai Qian before, there would be three after the raising.

Bai Qian had to tilt her head back to barely make out the pig demon's appearance.

A jet-black, sludge-like liquid flowed over the pig demon's body, covering its entire form in this foul-smelling sludge.

Without reason, beneath the ferocious appearance lies lust, lust fueled by fear.

It should be said that the pig demon never truly controlled these powers.

Bai Qian tilted her head back, looking at the pig demon with a puzzled expression.

The power emanating from the pig demon at this moment was somewhat similar to that of incense.

They are all things made up of human thoughts, only their origins are different.

Their fear of the pig demon and the delusions formed from that fear constituted the monster at this moment. It was not controlled by the pig demon, but rather, the pig demon had long since become a puppet of this thing.

The black mud churned, sensing Bai Qian's presence, and was just about to take action.

Bai Qian came to it.

Golden light swept across her fingertips, and the power of the Earth God gathered at her fingertips.

The willow branches swayed out.

With one lash, half of the mud was gone.

With the second lash, the remaining half was also completely rolled up.

It's not about breaking it down, but rather about absorbing it.

These forces that represent people's fears can, in a sense, also be considered as incense offerings. The type of incense offerings required by [Calamity Willow Fairy] wasn't mentioned, but perhaps it could be.

With the third lash, the remaining mud was completely swallowed up.

The pig demon regained consciousness from its frenzy.

It had no idea what had just happened. When it woke up, it saw a black-haired girl standing in front of it.

The emptiness inside his body, which should have been filled with the fear of survival and resurrection, completely disappeared.

A sudden realization struck it; it looked at the black-haired girl before it, about to say something.

Bai Qian didn't intend to listen.

A fist was thrown.

Ripples spread across the pig demon's body, tearing through its skin, flesh, and shattering its internal organs.

The massive body was torn apart like rags, followed by bones, torso, limbs, and head.

Fragments of flesh and blood formed the rain that fell gently.

Volume 1: 54. Hallucination

Tong Hui was fighting with Zhu Qi on the other side.

At first, Tong Hui still had his mind and attention on Bai Qian, but as the two fought more and more frantically, he could no longer pay attention to Bai Qian.

He is indeed skilled in martial arts, but to put it bluntly, he is only half-crippled and half-old. He has not practiced martial arts or fought for many years. Under these circumstances, the fact that he can still fight is a testament to his vigor despite his age.

When facing normal entry, one might be able to take advantage of their experience and skills to bully others.

But facing Pig Seven at this moment, it's impossible to deal with him easily.

The pig demon hadn't transformed yet; it had only taken half a step. But even with just that one step, Tong Hui found it quite difficult to fight it.

It is not afraid of being injured. Whether its abdomen is pierced or its neck is broken, it can get up again in just a few breaths, as if it were... immortal.

Tong Hui remembered that when he was young, there weren't many monsters. In fact, in many places, they were just considered as strange tales. When he was young, he had hardly ever seen a monster.

When he first heard news of demons rising up in various places over the years, he simply took it as a joke.

Taking a deep breath, Tong Hui turned his gaze to Zhu Qi. The pig demon was covered in wounds, and although the old man was old, his fists were still very heavy.

At this point, no one was willing to back down, neither Tong Hui nor Zhu Qi.

It moved its bulky body, shook the earth twice, and then charged towards Tong Hui like a chariot, with an impact even more terrifying than that of a chariot.

Tong Hui could have avoided it, but he didn't.

He raised his left arm.

The two collided. Perhaps when he was young and had both arms, he could have blocked the impact, but the old man clearly didn't have that chance now.

Without any suspense, he was knocked away and, without giving Tong Hui a chance to catch his breath, Zhu Qi came to his side.

The next moment, the old man lying on the ground, who looked like he had fainted, threw a heavy punch.

Pig Seven, still wearing a smug expression, was knocked down with a single punch.

The old man didn't stop. He went up to Pig Seven and punched it in the head again and again. Their blood mingled together, and his white eyebrows, splattered with blood, only showed a frenzied rage, making him look like a mad tiger.

Pig Seven seemed unresponsive, letting the old man pound its head. If this continued, Tong Hui would most likely win.

Of the pig demons present, besides the one that was smashed by Bai Qian's punch and the one that was currently fighting Bai Qian, there was one left.

It didn't get involved in Bai Qian and Zhu Ku's battle, but quietly came to Tong Hui's side.

The old man, who was focused entirely on Pig Seven, didn't even notice the arrival of the pig demon.

Although it was just a pig demon that had entered the country, under the current circumstances, it could be said to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

It suddenly slammed its hoof down on the old man, hitting him in the back.

Because of this, Tong Hui, who was still swinging his fist to smash into Zhu Qi's head, stumbled and was then knocked away by the pig demon.

"Brother, are you alright?" The pig demon eagerly helped Pig Seven, who was covered in wounds, to his feet. Among the pig demons, Pig Seven held the highest position, second only to the leader, Pig Bitter.

Pig Seven shook his head, still feeling dizzy.

"I almost got beaten to death by that old bastard." It looked at Tong Hui lying on the ground with cold beastly eyes. It didn't go over directly like before. After all, it had already suffered twice, and it wouldn't suffer a second time.

Pig Seven didn't plan to take the initiative. Time was on their side now. Once their eldest brother was free, the old man's last bit of strength would be almost exhausted. It could tell that the old man was just putting on a brave front, a last gasp before death.

"Where's Big Brother over there?" It turned its head.

"It's teaching those two who led people away from the human circle a lesson. It should be done in a bit. I'll have the boss ask who sent this old bastard over here." The pig demon looked indifferently at Tong Hui, who was trying to get up from the ground.