"Speaking nonsense!" Ruan Ci was enraged. "This is the Demon Realm, and I'm only at the Nascent Soul stage. Do you want to kill me?"
The surrounding black palaces inexplicably gave her confidence.
Ruan Ci stood up awkwardly, even managing to straighten the wrinkles on her clothes.
"Gingerbread, I've wanted to kill you for a long time, and you just walked right into this mess today."
She gathered demonic energy in front of her chest with both hands.
Gingerbread stood opposite with a smile, holding a long sword upright in front of him.
"Alright, let's see what you've got."
Shouting loudly is a sign of incompetence.
Yan Ji swallowed the blood that was spilling from his throat and reminded Fen Jue, "Aren't you going to help her?"
Ruan Ci's mother was a saintess, and she was quite powerful.
Fen Jue shook his head, "No need, she can handle it."
The little swindler has just advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm, and beating Ruan Ci to consolidate his cultivation is quite effective.
Yan Ji blinked suspiciously.
The girl in white looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, while Ruan Ci was a Nascent Soul cultivator who had inherited a small portion of magic power.
Will his benefactor be in trouble?
Fen Jue stood by leisurely with his arms crossed, watching the fight unfold, while Yan Ji pursed his lips, looking worriedly at the two who were now fighting.
Gingerbread's sword energy severed the endless demonic energy.
He moved around Ruan Ci with complete focus, his steps light and his movements agile, his speed so fast that he left afterimages.
Ruan Ci stood in the middle like a complete idiot, searching everywhere for the real gingerbread.
Even in a state of helpless rage.
"Gingerbread, you come out here! What kind of swordsman fights like that? You're disgusting!"
A cold laugh echoed around Ruan Ci's lingering shadow.
Accompanied by her cheerful words.
"Come out if you want, I'm going to stab your left shoulder!"
That idiot actually said it.
Ruan Ci confidently used her demonic energy to protect her left shoulder.
Who knew?
A sudden sharp pain shot through my right shoulder.
Looking down, he saw blood gushing out uncontrollably.
"......"
She rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Isn't it the left shoulder? You liar."
"You're so stupid, believing the person who killed you." Gingerbread smiled as she sheathed her sword, but the next second, her expression darkened as she attacked Ruan Ci's heart. "If you can't withstand this strike, you're dead!"
Ruan Ci did not believe in superstition.
The demonic energy gathered and enveloped her entire body.
Gingerbread smiled nonchalantly.
The Jinglan Sword is close to a divine artifact; mere demonic energy cannot stop its attack.
As the longsword hurtled towards her, Ruan Ci scoffed arrogantly, "You think your lousy sword can break through my protective demonic energy? You're kidding me—"
"Ugh...it hurts so much..."
Her eyes widened in shock. "How could this be...?"
Gingerbread approached her, its hand holding the Shocking Wave Sword spinning around, completely shattering Ruan Ci's heart.
This means she has no chance of being resurrected.
Otherwise, the demons are like cockroaches that can't be killed.
The endless resurrection technique.
So annoying!
Before Ruan Ci breathed her last, Jiang Bingbing leaned close to her and said, "I avenged Wujifeng for her. Your death is nothing to regret."
As the girl in front of her spoke, Ruan Ci opened her mouth in astonishment, as if she understood something.
No wonder.
How did a perfectly normal idiot suddenly get better?
So that's how it is!
She clutched her chest in pain, trying to speak, but could only make hoarse sounds.
In the end, his arms fell limply to his sides, and even after he died, his eyes remained wide open, maintaining an expression of disbelief.
Even though it was daytime.
Dark clouds rolled in from the horizon, and wherever they reached, the light dimmed.
Gingerbread, expressionless, ignited a crimson lotus flame.
The fireball was thrown at Ruan Ci, and soon there was nothing left on the ground except for the charred black residue.
They've already killed them.
Naturally, we cannot leave the opponent with even the slightest chance of resurrection.
There are so many ways to revive in the cultivation world. What if her holy maiden mother picked her up and brought her back to life?
Gingerbread closed its eyes, a great task finally accomplished. In its heart, it whispered: Little Gingerbread, I have avenged you. I hope you are happy and carefree in heaven.
Yan Ji was stunned.
Did they really kill Ruan Ci?
Gingerbread walked over, sword in hand, her brows furrowing with worry. She chuckled and asked, "Your name is Yan Ji, right? Why were you bullied by Ruan Ci? Do you want to stay in the Demon Realm or leave?"
The girl bombarded Yan Ji with a series of questions, leaving him completely bewildered.
After a slight pause.
He smiled politely, a slightly bitter smile. "Because my father was a demonic cultivator, and my mother was an ordinary person, my bloodline in the Demon Realm wasn't pure, so I was bullied from birth. But they only punched me a few times and hit me with stones; they didn't try to kill me like Ruan Ci did—"
"—Trampling on my dignity."
This is a classic example of racial discrimination.
Gingerbread smiled and said, "She's dead. No one can bully you anymore! Do you know Xie Yingnan?"
I remembered my third senior brother's real name.
She quickly said, "Oh, wait, do you know Xie Yin?"
"I know!" The boy's eyes lit up. "When I was seven, I was bullied, and the Young Demon Lord saved me. He told me to cultivate hard and that if anyone bullied me again, I would beat them up."
The boy scratched his head awkwardly, "My bloodline is impure, so my cultivation speed is much slower than other demonic cultivators."
Gingerbread got it.
So I've been bullied ever since.
"I'm going to see Xie Yin in a bit, do you want to come?" She thought for a moment, worried that the other person might feel guilty, and explained, "He needs his subordinates right now. Xie Yin is a very good person. If you work for him, at least no one will dare to bully you."
Yan Ji was in a daze.
It was as if I woke up to find myself hit by a giant pie falling from the sky.
He murmured, "Really... is it okay?"
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