The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

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Volume 1: 98. [The Hearth]

Huang Yi glanced at the girl in white standing at the door, especially at the peach blossom branch she was carrying.

I've never seen black peach blossoms before.

It's normal that he didn't know Bai Qian.

After all, only a few days had passed, just two or three days, and he didn't even know what had happened.

Huang Yi glanced at Bai Qian, then turned around.

I don't know where this girl came from, but it doesn't matter. Why did she have to come here at this particular time?

Bai Fengren, who was standing nearby, had also come over.

They are very sensitive to the scent of strangers. The White Phoenix people in the house don't need any special flags; they will find the scent of living people on their own.

Like it is now.

Normally, Huang Yi might have watched for a while, seeing the panicked expression on that beautiful face, but after watching it so many times tonight, he was getting a little tired of it.

With that thought in mind, he turned around to go downstairs to take a look.

A whistling sound came from beside my ears.

It sounded somewhat like the sound of drums, but at the same time, it also resembled the sound of thunder in the sky.

Huang Yi turned around, and two puddles of flesh lay at his feet.

The grayish-white meat paste continued to reshape itself, attempting to reform.

At the door, the black-haired girl still wore that indifferent, cold expression.

Huang Yi seemed to know something, and he opened his mouth.

But the next moment, a gust of wind rushed into his mouth.

Slender fingers gripped her throat, and she was slammed against the wall.

The brick wall was shattered by the man's body, and fragments of stone flew up.

Huang Yi felt that half of his body had lost sensation.

"Is this the Huang family's residence?" a slightly cold, crisp voice asked.

Huang Yi had half his body buried in the wall at this moment. As soon as he opened his mouth, rusty blood foam came out of his throat.

He looked at the girl opposite him, not quite understanding what she meant.

But the excruciating pain reminded him of what he should and shouldn't say.

"Yes," he replied with difficulty.

"Oh." The voice remained nonchalant.

Huang Yi's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously wanted to make a move.

Or rather, in order to survive.

Beneath those black and white, glass-like eyes, a hint of panic appeared on his face.

Slender white fingers pressed against his head.

Blood splattered on the wall.

Bright red blood was spread on the wall, seeping into every crack in the stones.

Broken bones and fragments mingled together, slowly dripping onto the ground.

Bai Qian turned around, looked at the winding courtyard in her line of sight, and gently frowned her eyebrows.

The Huang family's location wasn't hard to find, since it was in the center of Baifeng City; you could just ask anyone.

However, she came here following a white phoenix.

The sudden disappearance of my family must be related to the Huang family or the Bai Feng people.

So I just came here on a whim.

The most important question now is probably where Bai Yao and the others went.

The reason I didn't ask earlier was because this person definitely didn't know either.

To find someone who knows the truth, we'll probably need to search further inside.

Bai Qian turned around, looked at the Bai Feng people who had gathered around, and lightly raised the peach blossom branch in her hand.

He took two steps forward, passing by the group of White Phoenix people who had been cut in half at the waist.

Mottled colors emerged from the girl's shadows, silently engulfing the white phoenix people.

Bai Qian is having a slight headache right now. The Huang family is quite large, with many courtyards.

She was slightly disoriented.

People can be seen, but apart from the brainless Bai Fengren, there are only servants who know nothing about what's going on here.

She pushed open the door, looked at the scene in the courtyard, and frowned slightly.

Bai Fengren held a knife in his hand and cut open the woman's stomach.

On the ground beside it were internal organs and intestines.

Perhaps it noticed Bai Qian as she pushed open the door, its empty eyes staring at her.

The next second, a moon-white figure appeared in front of it, waving a peach blossom branch in its hand.

Bai Fengren was smashed to pieces.

Bai Qian glanced at the woman with her eyes lowered. She was still alive, but that was all.

After seeing Bai Qian shatter Bai Feng's body, he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped falling.

Bai Qian glanced at the internal organs and limbs on the ground.

He turned and left the yard to continue his search.

If you encounter a Bai Fengren, you will either wield a sword or kill him with a punch.

It's the same when you encounter people.

While searching, Bai Qian didn't waste any time, checking the status of the panel.

The things I had thought about before, namely, what will happen next.

The problem of the bizarre lifespan cannot be solved directly, so we need to consider the deduction of martial arts techniques.

Bai Qian had already tried to deduce this while she was on the way.

It's still the same as before: either they go astray or there's no progress.

But when a massive amount of the lifespan of demons is invested in it, changes are to be expected.

Bai Qian has no reason to preserve the lifespan of demons now, so she might as well throw them all in.

[In the 168th year, after countless trials and errors, you finally found the right method through the accumulation of talent, hard work, and sweat.]

The path of Qi cultivation is not problematic; it's just that no one has ever walked this path before. You are the first to embark on it, so you can only continuously try and verify your own conjectures.

[Qi is essentially a manifestation of blood and qi, which is completely different from ghostly energy and demonic power. But after so many attempts, you've long understood that it's unlikely that you can make your qi reach the same level as those two powers.]

[So you tried another path. The human meridians are very fragile. Even with the greatest success in opening the meridians, it is difficult to withstand the forces that roam freely in the world. You have experienced so many times of qi deviation, so you are well aware of this. Therefore, you chose another path.]

In other words, it means seeking the power that lingers in the universe externally, and seeking within oneself internally.

If we compare a person to a furnace, then the method you are looking for is to let the Qi and blood act as flames, to ignite this furnace, to make it burn, without dividing the body into meridians or spirit palaces, but simply letting the human body, this furnace, burn everything away.

The heat from the furnace is used to forge it into a more solid structure, separating the inside from the outside, creating two distinct worlds. Each world is its own, and within this world, an independent universe is created. Perhaps one day, you can transform your inner world into your outer world.

Moreover, heaven and earth are the furnace, and creation is the craftsman; yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper.

This is just a concept; you've only grasped the initial idea. The road ahead still requires experimentation. This is a path no one has ever walked before, and you might even go astray. But at least now you have a clear direction.

You named the technique you deduced [Furnace Core]

Volume 1: 99. Fire

Bai Qian walked forward step by step, still pondering the information displayed on the panel.

The [hearth] model that was just derived looks quite exaggerated, but it is actually just a concept.

Bai Qian has only obtained a concept so far, but to make this concept come true, she will need to continue to invest the lifespan of demons.

If I'm not mistaken, perhaps I can also absorb the energy from heaven and earth?

Although Bai Qian didn't know what it was either.

Even though there was still some lifespan left in the demons, Bai Qian continued to throw it in.

[In your first year, you attempted to cultivate the [Furnace Heart] technique. It differed significantly from the martial arts you had learned before. You could clearly sense that cultivating the [Furnace Heart] was indeed somewhat obscure and difficult; you were stuck on just the first step.]

Bai Qian continued walking and pushed open the gate to the courtyard in front of her.

Two white phoenix-like figures approached, and Bai Qian gently raised a peach blossom branch.

A pale, moon-white stream of air flowed through my fingertips.

With a casual wave.

Bai Fengren vanished before Bai Qian as if an ice block had melted.

[In the fifth year, you finally succeeded in cultivating the [Furnace Heart], igniting the first flame in your dantian. This is the beginning, and it also signifies that you have truly embarked on a completely different path—neither demon nor god, but something entirely your own.]

Bai Qian walked out of the courtyard and saw a man dressed in gray clothes with a white phoenix mask on his face looking at her coldly. His aura was not quite the same as that of a normal white phoenix.

The moment he saw Bai Qian, his body underwent a strange transformation. Pale wings tore through his gray clothes, and snake-like scales covered his body.

A gust of wind rose, and the scaly monster appeared before Bai Qian, raising its claws, which had mutated into those of a bird.

The sharp claws were only inches away from the girl's fair forehead.

The girl's calm eyes remained undisturbed as she gazed at the scaly monster before her.

The claws, naturally, did not swing down.

A slender finger grasps a claw.

The scales peeled off inch by inch, and the flesh beneath them fell off and dissolved along with them.

I bent my fingers and tapped its face twice.

The scaly monster turned into pieces of flesh and blood that fell to the ground, with bones scattered haphazardly.

Bai Qian stepped over the blood.

[In the twenty-third year, having entered the [Furnace Core] stage, you began to experiment with using the furnace fire in your dantian to refine your physical body. Starting from the dantian, you tried to let the fire spread to every corner of your body, transforming it into a giant furnace, and then igniting that furnace.]

Arriving at a courtyard, Bai Qian paused briefly, gazing at a passageway in the corner of the courtyard, her deep, abyss-like eyes fixed on the dark passageway.

Without pausing for too long, Bai Qian walked into the passage.

Stepping into the darkness, the narrow corridor was filled with the stench of blood and decay. Dust and a faint, pungent odor choked her nostrils, causing Bai Qian to furrow her brows slightly.

Something seemed to be moving in the darkness.

Bai Qian simply glanced at that direction quietly.

The mottled colors at my feet were almost invisible in the darkness.

The sinister darkness returned to calm.

As I walked down the corridor, I couldn't tell if I was entering a cellar-like place or somewhere else, but there were some faint lights.

It was like a dungeon, with wooden cages on both sides, and the cages were stained with blood.

But there were no living people inside, only severed limbs and bloodstains.

Standing in the middle was a pale creature resembling a hunting dog, with two human-like heads and limbs. Its swollen, pale skin made it look like a drowned corpse.

Two heads turned around, their gray eyes watching the girl in white slowly walking down the stairs.