The white-haired monster's heavy footsteps hammered at their hearts like drumbeats. With each approach, Yu Wei's anxiety grew. But at this crucial moment, she took a deep breath, trying to calm her restless heart. She knew the only way to face fear was to confront it head-on and overcome it.

She gripped the triangular thorn tightly in her hand, ready to face the upcoming challenge. At this moment, she was no longer an ordinary girl, but a fearless warrior, ready to start a life-and-death battle with the white-haired monster.

Yu Wei gently suppressed his inner excitement, as if he were controlling his breathing. All his strength seemed to coalesce into an unstoppable torrent, ready to unleash. In an instant, like a blazing meteor, he shot out without warning, soaring into the sky.

At that moment, his speed and passion unfolded before everyone like a living painting. He wasn't just sprinting; he was challenging himself, pushing his limits. Every breath he took seemed to declare his determination and strength to the world.

In a split second, the sharp three-edged spear shot out like lightning. Its speed was so fast that it seemed to transcend the constraints of time and space, which was amazing.

This triangular spear is more than just a cold weapon; it's like a warrior with a soul. The cold light it radiates seems to speak of an indomitable fighting spirit. Every swing of the spear is filled with power and rhythm, as if playing a heroic war song.

That triangular spear wasn't just a combat tool; it was a symbol of its owner's spirit. It represented courageous determination and unyielding perseverance. In this ever-changing world, only with such a spirit could one remain invincible. In an instant, the ice blade in his hand, like a flash of icy lightning, sliced through the air and pierced the white-haired monster's throat with pinpoint accuracy. It was a swiftness that seemed to transcend the constraints of time, a precision that was breathtaking.

The ice blade, as if bearing a cold smile and ruthless cruelty, pierced the white-haired monster's throat. It felt a profound chill, a bone-piercing cold. Each swing was like a poignant dance of ice, showcasing a beauty that was both terrifying and awe-inspiring.

At that moment, the heat of the blood, still barely fading, splattered wildly across Yu Wei's face. It carried the fervor and passion of life, the fearless courage and determination, painting a poignant scene in an almost poetic way. Even through the thick mask, Yu Wei could still smell the pervasive stench of blood, like a cunning snake, silently invading his nasal cavity, sending a chill down his spine.

This fishy smell seemed to hold a kind of magical power, unforgettable. It not only stimulated Yu Wei's sense of smell, but also stirred his deepest emotions. Every breath was like savoring the bitterness and helplessness of life, leaving him with a myriad of emotions.

Yu Wei clenched her teeth, trying to suppress the complex mix of discomfort and nausea. The stinging sensation on the tip of her tongue felt like a sharp blade, reminding her to stay awake. Her eyes were firm and resolute, staring intently at the white-haired monster before her, which had stopped struggling.

The stinging pain on her tongue was like a stream of clear water, instantly washing away the dullness and confusion within her heart. It resonated not only within Wei's mouth but also stirred waves deep within her heart. Every breath she took seemed to draw strength from her life, making her more resolute to face the challenges ahead.

The white-haired monster's cessation of struggle marked not only the end of a battle but also the beginning of Yu Wei's inner growth. It reminds us that only through trials and challenges can true growth and transformation occur. And the pain and discomfort we once endured will become the motivation and courage to move forward. The moment the white-haired monster ceased its struggle, Yu Wei felt a huge weight lifted from her heart, and a sense of relief washed over her. All this seemed less difficult than she had imagined.

This feeling of relief was like a breeze that gently brushed across her cheeks, taking away all the fatigue and tension. It made Yu Wei understand that the difficulties and challenges in life are only temporary. As long as you face them bravely, everything will become less scary.

The white-haired monster's cessation of struggle serves as a metaphor, reminding Yu Wei of the proper attitude she should adopt when facing difficulties. It tells her that only by bravely facing challenges can she truly grow and transform. And those past fears and anxieties will gradually dissipate over time.

Xiao Yi moved closer, pounding his fist on his broad shoulder, conveying silent praise and commendation to Yu Wei. This brief gesture seemed to inject a powerful force into Yu Wei, making her feel encouraged. Then, Xiao Yi easily took the motionless white-haired monster into the mysterious space, as if everything was under his control.

With the experience of the first success, the second task was completed smoothly. Then, the third, fourth, fifth... Each challenge seemed to lay a solid foundation for Yu Wei's growth.

In this process of constant challenge and breakthrough, Yu Wei gradually realized that every victory is inseparable from the accumulation and experience of the previous one. This kind of progress, like a steady stream of water, subtly nourishes her heart and makes her more confident and determined.

The joy and pride she felt after overcoming every difficulty made her cherish every opportunity to challenge herself. She understood that it was these seemingly ordinary challenges that shaped her indomitable will and courage to move forward.

The first time, she was hesitant and reluctant, but the second time, she began to get used to the feeling of the sharp blade piercing through the flesh. The third time, she no longer needed to look for it specifically to kill with one blow. The fourth time, the fourth and fifth time...

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