Song of the Wanderer Arc
Great Demon King 19
After some contemplation, Zhen Zhen felt like she couldn’t do anything to Yu Wan Yan.
“Well, do as you please. I haven’t seen anything.”
Zhen Zhen shrugged, pretending to be clueless.
Xin Lan gripped her bow, looking at Yu Wan Yan in astonishment.
Yu Wan Yan met her gaze and gave her a shallow smile.
Actually, even without this violin, the three ghosts couldn’t be killed by human strength. Xin Lan was getting a little annoyed with their persistence.
The bow was placed on the strings of the violin, and the notes were played.
The female ghost closest to Xin Lan’s body trembled, showing lacerations on her body.
Qi Haolin’s expression changed when he saw this. This violin could tear the ghosts apart, making it pointless for them to approach Xin Lan. Wasn’t all their effort in vain?
The music was no longer gentle but carried a sense of killing intent, with a fast-paced rhythm, stirring up a whirlwind on the ground, crushing anything that came close.
The ghost floating in the air was unfortunately strangled to death, while the other two ghosts, under Qi Haolin’s instructions, took a few steps back to avoid the deadly wind blade.
Pi Tianzi’s umbrella shook as soon as it entered, forcing her to retract it.
The music stopped, and the wind ceased.
“It seems you haven’t learned your lesson yet.”
Xin Lan said, looking at Qi Haolin, who clenched his fist.
“Let’s kill her together, or else we’ll all die right now!”
Qi Haolin said sharply, looking at Pi Tianzi.
Following his command, seven or eight ghostly figures appeared in the room.
“Is he crazy? He’s just one person, he can’t handle so many ghosts on his own.”
Zhen Zhen frowned, feeling troubled.
After summoning those ghosts, Qi Haolin leaned weakly against the wall.
With each ghost he summoned, his body grew weaker, feeling as if he was being drained, and his head was throbbing with pain.
Through the numerous ghostly figures, he could see Xin Lan surrounded, and a smirk formed on his lips.
He refused to believe that he couldn’t kill her this time.
Pi Tianzi let go of her umbrella, thrusting it towards Xin Lan.
The sound of the violin continued to resonate, but the summoned eight ghosts, along with the previous two, unexpectedly formed a cluster and closed in towards the center of the wind.
Xin Lan was almost surrounded by the ghosts, and the music became lower and lower. Yu Wan Yan furrowed her brows, ready to reach out, but someone grabbed her.
“Yu Wan Yan, don’t break the rules.”
A delicate and beautiful girl emerged from the umbrella, looking disapprovingly at Yu Wan Yan.
“Who do you think you are to meddle?”
Yu Wan Yan glanced coldly at her and continued to watch the situation on Xin Lan’s side.
The music had completely stopped. Would Xin Lan be alright?
She was so strong, she shouldn’t be defeated so easily, right?
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“Zhen Zhen, aren’t you going to stop her? We all agreed not to help.”
“What are you saying? I can’t understand, you know, I have poor eyesight and can’t see anything.”
Zhen Zhen, who was called out, shrugged her shoulders and exaggeratedly acted out her ignorance.
While everyone else wanted to leave, she didn’t feel like it. So, the rule didn’t matter to her. She decided not to intervene, and others could do as they pleased.
“You!”
Qi Haolin couldn’t see the three ghosts conversing in the room and nervously watched Xin Lan, who was surrounded by the ghosts.
It had to succeed, it had to!
Xin Lan was originally playing the violin, but she noticed that ten ghosts were converging into a cluster, approaching her with clear intent, even if some of them outside were torn to powder.
The faces of those ghosts were eerie and terrifying. Xin Lan deliberately slowed down the music, allowing them to come closer.
When the ghosts were about to pounce and bite, she swiftly used the violin to fend one of them away, while also sensing something else approaching. She dodged to the side and, at the same time, heard a ghostly howl.
Yu Wan Yan let out a sigh of relief, her face showing a relaxed expression.
Xin Lan turned around and saw that the umbrella that was supposed to attack her had impaled one of the ghosts. The ghost let out a chilling scream and dissipated into the air.
Zero Nine: Congratulations to this student for achieving an assist accomplishment √
“Thank you.”
Xin Lan smiled and thanked Pi Tianzi.
Pi Tianzi almost vomited blood, and Qi Haolin was frustrated to see one of his ghosts gone. However, he knew he couldn’t rebuke at this moment.
The disappearance of one ghost didn’t hinder the other nine ghosts. They continued to rush towards Xin Lan.
This time, Pi Tianzi dared not act rashly. What if she accidentally stabbed a friendly ghost to death? Qi Haolin felt anxious when he saw Pi Tianzi hesitating.
He formed an alliance with her because he knew he couldn’t handle Xin Lan alone, which was why they joined forces. But now that Pi Tianzi wasn’t taking action, he felt like he was left to fight alone. Moreover, he witnessed the scene where Pi Tianzi’s umbrella accidentally harmed one of his ghosts, leaving him feeling drained.
Xin Lan raised her violin again. She wasn’t foolish enough to attack the ghosts head-on. Even if she tore them apart, they could still move, unless she severely injured them. She could deal with two or three of them, but dealing with all nine of them individually would be troublesome. Using a tool would be more efficient.
“Why don’t you attack? What are you hesitating for?”
Qi Haolin anxiously urged Pi Tianzi as he saw her still standing with the umbrella, observing the situation.
At this moment, Pi Tianzi’s umbrella left her hand and moved towards Xin Lan at the center, but it was blocked and returned to Pi Tianzi’s hand.
Pi Tianzi muttered in frustration and anxiously held onto her umbrella.
This woman was unexpectedly strong. If she had known, she wouldn’t have formed an alliance with Qi Haolin. Now that they had been so clearly provoked, if they couldn’t defeat her, they would definitely die here.
With these thoughts in mind, Pi Tianzi glared at Qi Haolin, forgetting that it was she who initiated the provocation and took action without informing Qi Haolin.
Qi Haolin watched his two ghosts unable to withstand the situation and dissipate into the air. Annoyed, he made the remaining seven ghosts step aside.
“This is unfair!”
Why was Xin Lan’s violin so powerful? It could withstand attacks from so many of his ghosts. This was impossible to win. If they couldn’t win this game, how could they continue?
“It’s just that you’re too weak, don’t blame the game for being unfair.”
Xin Lan said, stopping her actions, and the music came to an abrupt halt.
She found this green hat quite nice. At least, she didn’t have to get her hands dirty to fight, and it even had area-of-effect attacks. What a great item!
Zhen Zhen agreed with Xin Lan’s words. Her green hat was indeed very powerful.
At this moment, Qi Haolin, Pi Tianzi, and Xin Lan formed a triangular formation.
Pi Tianzi held her small umbrella firmly, ready for action, while Qi Haolin’s seven female ghosts stared at Xin Lan with hostility.
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Xin Lan remained calm, glancing at Qi Haolin and then at Pi Tianzi.
Neither of them could defeat her in a one-on-one fight, so they had to team up. However, if they joined forces, Pi Tianzi’s umbrella could harm Qi Haolin’s ghosts. Thus, they were at a stalemate.
“I’m too lazy to play with you.”
Xin Lan put down the violin and moved her wrist.
Her demeanor suddenly changed, and she lowered her body, rushing towards Pi Tianzi.
Her speed was so fast that Pi Tianzi couldn’t react in time.
She tried to use her umbrella to defend herself, but her arm was struck, causing a tingling sensation that made her let go of her umbrella. In an instant, Xin Lan subdued her on the ground, gripping her neck.
Xin Lan’s knee pressed down on Pi Tianzi’s chest, and her grip tightened.
Pi Tianzi’s legs struggled weakly, her face contorted from the lack of breath.
She had never felt death so close to her. In that moment, she couldn’t even think; her mind was blank.
The fallen umbrella suddenly floated up and headed towards Xin Lan’s back.
Xin Lan immediately moved aside, and the umbrella pierced into Pi Tianzi’s body.
Blood splattered on Xin Lan’s body and face, causing her to furrow her brows.
If she had known, she would have finished this person off in the first moment. She didn’t strike hard initially because of a professional habit of wanting to taunt a bit more before dealing with adversaries. Villains always enjoyed mocking others before they died, but in the end, they would die before even uttering a word.
Pi Tianzi’s eyes widened, still not fully comprehending what had just happened.
She felt the blood slowly flowing out of her body, and the intense pain made it difficult for her to think.
The appearance of the chandelier started to blur in front of her eyes as Pi Tianzi tried to move her fingers.
How could this happen? She was supposed to be the one winning.
She should have been right.
Yu Wan Yan saw Xin Lan deal with someone so decisively and raised her thumbs up in admiration.
Qi Haolin leaned against the wall, his face cold.
With bloodstains on her face, Xin Lan approached Qi Haolin step by step.
Qi Haolin felt a sense of panic, and he even hesitated to meet Xin Lan’s gaze.
Her strength exceeded his imagination. Just a moment ago, when she attacked Pi Tianzi, she didn’t even use any props. Her speed was so fast that it was hard to see clearly. In an instant, she was in front of Pi Tianzi, gripping her neck.
The entire process took less than a minute, leaving Qi Haolin so shocked that he didn’t even have time to command his ghosts to help Pi Tianzi.
Pi Tianzi was already dead, and the next one to go might be him.
But he didn’t want to die. He was unwilling to accept that his game had failed like this.
This was originally supposed to be everything he carefully designed. Although he didn’t know the rules, he came in with great interest. However, that sense of interest disappeared at the first level.
The current Xin Lan made him feel suffocated, and he had no gaming experience since the beginning of the game.
Qi Haolin’s palms were constantly sweating, and he looked at Xin Lan, who was getting closer. He even flinched.
Xin Lan looked at Qi Haolin, who was hiding behind the ghosts, finding it somewhat amusing.
She picked up the violin nearby and beat the ghosts to death one by one.
It was like smashing watermelonsomori. The heads of those ghosts exploded, turning into smoke and disappearing until the last ghost also vanished before their eyes.
With no more cover, Qi Haolin’s face turned pale.
“Qi Haolin, do you still think you haven’t done anything wrong until now?”
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“Wrong? I’ve never thought I was wrong.”
Qi Haolin stood upright, sneering as he spoke.
Anyway, it was like a broken jar, and he didn’t think he was wrong.
“Both she and I were willing, you understand? I didn’t force her; she willingly threw herself at me, and I didn’t care. I was the one who pursued her first, so what? In the end, I got bored and kicked her away,” Qi Haolin sneered. “I don’t know what you are, yes, you are stronger, more powerful, but so what? I just feel that I’m not wrong, she’s foolish and deserves it!”
Xin Lan quietly watched him speak with disdain, not feeling angry but finding it ridiculous.
She knew how these people would react to her actions – unwilling, resentful, and still believing they were in the right.
Those who relied on manipulating others’ emotions were indeed skilled; they could make even seemingly hopeless people feel regret. But Xin Lan was still unwilling to change herself in that way.
She wouldn’t compromise in front of scum, even if she changed departments.
For no other reason, simply to avoid disgusting herself.
“I admire your ignorant appearance because it makes me happier to fight you like this.”
Xin Lan’s lips slightly curled, and the next moment, she grabbed Qi Haolin’s hair and slammed his head hard against the wall.
“You seem too self-righteous, thinking that I would need your apology and remorse?”
She didn’t need any of that. Making him feel like life was worse than death, suffering in pain, would be enough.