The girl selling goods at the market had never seen money before.

But Bai Jinxuan wanted to be arrogant this time. She wanted to use an almost demonic method to completely extinguish the hopes of these enemies.

To be precise, it was physiological that she wanted to do this—she chose to teleport to the mine entrance, kill the person at the front, and trap everyone else in the mine.

Blood stained her long, silvery-white hair.

"1."

Bai Jinxuan started counting again.

Her voice was beautiful, but the words she spoke were icy cold.

Some realized they couldn't escape, so they made up their minds to fight back to the death.

"2."

The fallen body represents not only the end of one person, but also the end of everyone else.

Their combined strength led them to attempt a renewed partnership, but it's important to understand that...

Just moments ago, they were fighting each other.

Such a collaboration is fragile and easily broken.

"7."

The silver-haired girl was like a ruthless killing machine, counting off as she stepped forward.

She was rather short, but her aura was like that of the Grim Reaper, insurmountable.

Some people wanted to take a gamble; even though she was blocking the exit, the light behind her represented hope for life.

"8, 9, 10, 11..."

The numbers keep increasing, but the rest of the people don't want to continue.

Because the light behind the girl dissipated, whether it was the girl's doing or the miners turning off their lights because it was time to go out... in short, the reason no longer matters.

For them, results are the most important thing.

Hope is gone.

In the end, they were nothing more than numbers.

Some people began to beg for mercy.

"15."

Some people started to run away.

"17."

Some people simply lay down, sat on the ground, leaned against the earthen wall, lit a cigarette, and quietly watched the beautiful girl walk towards them with a knife in her hand.

"You win, you disguised devil."

He exhaled a puff of smoke.

Bai Jinxuan raised the red night.

"20."

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The fifth level of the underground city, the third mining area of ​​the Thousand Machines.

Master Bai, who had been busy all night, took a deep breath and waved the red night in his hand.

"67."

There wasn't a single living person left around.

She sheathed her longsword, walked deeper into the area, and with a wave of her hand, the entire magic crystal mountain, along with herself, vanished.

All that remained was an empty mining area.

The Thousand Machines are basically useless now.

All management personnel below level 5 were taken away by him, and not a single mineral resource was left. The Gu family either sent stronger people to guard the mines or completely abandoned these three mining areas.

But you have to understand that the Gu family isn't like Zhou Kai, who can secretly mine on the fifth level of the underground city. If they want to mine, they need to be certified by the guild. In other words, they have to pay money. They have to pay money for all three mining areas.

No matter what choice they make, it's a matter of life and death for Qianjiyin.

He has very few subordinates who are stronger than a 5th-tier individual, and even if there are, they wouldn't be much stronger.

As a family that is not even as good as a third-tier family, having so many fifth-tier explorers is already their strength. It's not hard to imagine what the Gu family head's reaction will be when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

On the other hand, Bai Jinxuan took all the bodies away. Without evidence, the union couldn't intervene. Qianjiyin could only suffer this loss. If he angered the union, he would only die faster.

The new city lord is busy developing the underground city and has no time to bother with him.

However, it must be said that the output of Qianji Yin was more than Bai Jinxuan had guessed. After seizing these two mining areas, she gained about 80 million more magic crystals.

This amount is enough for her to use for a long time.

I can take a soak after finishing my work.

Bai Jinxuan teleported to the fifth floor of the dungeon, scooped up some river water, then went to the third floor, dug a new pit, and poured the water in.

Because she felt she had become stronger again, she spent nearly 30 magic crystals this time.

After soaking in it, she found that the magic concentration was still a bit low.

So they added another 5, making 35 almost enough.

She stretched her body slightly, and then she felt a sharp pain all over her body. Only then did she remember that she had been injured during the battle.

Including but not limited to burns, frostbite, punctures, cuts...

After all, her opponents were all level 5. It was already outrageous that she, at level 3, could kill so many level 5 opponents. To think she could do it without taking any damage was really wishful thinking.

Bai Jinxuan took out a healing talisman from the treasure chest and held it to her chest.

A brief flash of silver light swept away all the wounds and the fatigue from the battle.

"Oh...right, the clothes are damaged too."

Seeing the hole in her socks, Bai Jinxuan reached out and conjured up some black mist, wiping it onto her leg, making the socks look brand new.

Seeing this, she nodded in satisfaction.

"Is that all... wait... how come I can see it so clearly?"

Bai Jinxuan, belatedly realizing what was happening, paused for a moment and rubbed her eyes.

This is indeed the third level of the dungeon, and there's absolutely no light source around, except for my own perspective.

She's not in her shadow form, yet she has the same field of vision as in her shadow form, and it's even clearer...

"I could only see outlines before... When did I gain night vision?"

She carefully scanned her surroundings, and after confirming it several times, she was certain that in her eyes, darkness was as bright as day.

When did it start?

Bai Jinxuan's eyes widened. She remembered that she had long been used to walking in the dark. In other words, she had acquired night vision skills a long time ago, not recently.

"Was it when I first came to the third floor? Or did my eyesight improve on the second floor? Fighting under the red moon must really test your night vision...?"

"No, it seems to be after the Night Walker was activated... Wait, is it the Night Walker or the Shadowless Cloak? Or is it a fusion of the three? Damn it... I can't remember..."

She felt a bit of a headache, so she simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, she knew she had an extra skill, so why bother thinking about anything else? Even if she figured it out, it wouldn't matter.

Instead of thinking about such things, we should think about how to build a good Witch Merchant Guild, how to quickly improve our strength, and how to speed up the exploration of the fifth floor of the dungeon.

Well, as for the Thousand Machines Company, there's no need to worry about it for now. Once I reach level 5, I'll go directly to the surface to assassinate the Gu family head and see who can stop me.

"Hmph~ Do you even know what a professional assassin is?"

Bai Jinxuan leaned back, her head touching the ground.

The sky was very dark, so dark that you couldn't see the distance; all you could tell was that it was a vast expanse of black.

It's like an abyss, very deep and very far.

This reminded her of the red moon on the second floor. To be honest, Bai Jinxuan quite liked that red moon; it gave people a strange sense of beauty.

Unfortunately, after realizing that time was frozen in each level of the dungeon, she always felt a sense of...hypocrisy when she admired the red moon.

Like the sky above, it was pitch black, not quite a sky, but more like the ground, creating a completely surreal feeling...

A wave of drowsiness washed over me.

The girl curled up and slowly closed her eyes.

Her silvery-white hair fell loosely, soaking in the pool.

The dried blood on it quietly dissipated, spreading far away like a girl's dream.

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P.S.: It burned out.

Volume 1: Chapter 137: The Girl Who Cultivates Both Magic and Martial Arts

Nighttime, at the entrance of the high school.

Bai Jinxuan was momentarily stunned as she watched the high school students in their school uniforms walk out in groups.

Wasn't I taking a medicinal bath on the third level of the dungeon? This is...

"Sister Bai, a plate of fried noodles, please."

The girl's sweet voice brought Bai Jinxuan back to her senses.

She subconsciously replied, "Okay." Then, she automatically put on gloves, lit the fire and added oil, pinched the spatula to scoop the fried noodles into a plastic box, put them in a bag, and handed them over.

"5 yuan."

"Hehehe, Sister Bai's fried noodles are the best! I feel like I could write two more sets of test papers right now!"

The girl smiled foolishly, praising her own cooking skills as she took the fried noodles and started scanning the QR code.

Beside her, another girl swallowed hard and handed her a crumpled banknote.

"Please give me one too."

"Ok."

Bai Jinxuan smiled as she removed her left glove, put the money into her handbag, and her right hand continued its work, quickly scooping up the delicious food...

Soon, a new plate of stir-fried noodles was ready.

The two girls, who were discussing how many points they could get on tomorrow's exam, waved to Bai Jinxuan contentedly after receiving their late-night snacks.

"Sister Bai, we'll come again when our grades come out!"

"Well, I wish you all the best in your exams!"

Bai Jinxuan waved and watched them walk away.

Cars sped past on the street.

With my left hand, which had been off the glove, I took my phone out of my pocket. The first thing that popped up was a message from my parents.

Don't stay out too late at your stall. Come home early to shower and go to bed. Remember to maintain a regular schedule and don't spend too much time on your phone at night.

They keep sending messages like this, they never get tired of it.

Bai Jinxuan quickly typed "Okay, I understand," then put down her phone and looked around.

She felt a little nostalgic for the vibrant atmosphere of the students.

Before setting up her stall, she was a student, and back then, there were many things she didn't understand...

"Am I even working in my dreams?"

Realizing this, she smiled wryly, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then tidied up the things on her stall.

At this time in her memory, her stall was just starting to do well, and she worked incredibly hard every day to earn money. Besides the gate of her high school, she would run to several other places every day.

She was already quite thin, and after running around like this for several trips, she was completely exhausted.

As a result, she later fell seriously ill. In order to treat her illness, she spent all the money she had just earned. She cried for a long time that time and never dared to get sick again.

After all, when you're recuperating at home, the person who gets up early and works late will change from yourself to your elderly mother.