Chapter 106: Bionic Altar

Princess? Life extension? A tool?

Princess should refer to Bai Xiaozhi, but the tool… is that me?

“Heh, you’re nothing more than an illusion created by the formation. You really think I’d believe your words?” Wu Xiaomi retorted.

“An illusion?” The Demon Hunter glanced at the formation in surprise, rubbing his forehead. “Oh—damn, a bionic altar. I really am just a copy.”

Uh… an illusion that knows it’s an illusion?

“But it doesn’t matter. Once I get out, I’ll kill the original, and no one will ever know about this… As for you…”

The Demon Hunter toyed with his dagger and longsword, looking at Wu Xiaomi mockingly. “You know too much. You’ll die here.”

“Scrape—”

The Crescent Blade instantly bloomed from the Demon Hunter’s hand, a cold silver blade flashing toward Wu Xiaomi’s nose.

Even under Spirit Hunting Instinct, the speed was terrifying enough to make Wu Xiaomi’s heart tremble.

Fortunately, the training from a few days ago finally proved useful.

“Water Leap?”

This was Spell Sequence 85, spraying a jet of water from the feet to propel backward quickly with recoil.

Among Spell Sequence 81–100, it was the only mobility spell.

Seeing Wu Xiaomi escape from his grasp, the Demon Hunter didn’t rush or lose his temper but slowly raised his blade and walked closer.

“Looks like… you’ve learned quite a bit of forbidden knowledge.”

Wu Xiaomi tensed, readying herself.

“But no matter how much you learn, a pig is always a pig. Its only purpose is to be sent to the dining table… just like you.”

The Demon Hunter sneered as he closed in.

“Your whole existence is to be offered as a sacrifice to the princess. To cure her illness—that’s your entire value. Once that value is fulfilled, you deserve to die.”

“Give me a break.” Wu Xiaomi remained unfazed. “You’re just a hallucination created by a magical puppet. Even if you can sense my fear… you were created based on my memories. I don’t even know Xiaozhi’s real identity, nor have I ever heard of any sacrifice.”

In other words, this guy was definitely talking nonsense.

“Foolish child, this is an ancient bionic formation,” the Demon Hunter said sympathetically, “When you created this mountain, did you ever think about the angles of every stone, or the length of every hair on the Chicken-footed Bear?”

Uh… no, I didn’t.

“The bionic formation fills in details and logic based on reality. You think I was born from your fear, but in truth, the formation created me using the original’s memories and abilities. So… what he knows, I know. I am him, and he is me.”

Nope, not listening to this nonsense.

Get lost!

The Ray Sword lit up the cave as it clashed with the Demon Hunter’s crescent blade.

Wu Xiaomi’s body was fragile, and her strength was naturally far weaker than the Demon Hunter’s.

The sword creaked and groaned, sparks flying everywhere, but no matter how hard Wu Xiaomi pressed, the Demon Hunter’s dagger relentlessly pushed forward.

Closing in steadily on her neck.

“Escaping reality is pointless,” the Demon Hunter chuckled bitterly. “I don’t want to be created like this, so realistic… but I have no say in the matter.”

“Ha, if you say I’m also a created tool, then we share the same fate. So why are you stabbing me?” Wu Xiaomi followed his words smoothly.

At the same time, she quietly summoned other Sequences.

“Because only the dead keep secrets.”

“Ping—”

Wu Xiaomi flicked out an ice spike from the shadows, but the Demon Hunter easily blocked it.

He was strong. Ordinary Sequences probably couldn’t handle him.

But if she used the Siren Dance, her body… might not hold up until she got back.

And even Siren Dance might not win.

This was bad. This was the strongest opponent she had ever encountered.

Highly intelligent, agile, with many tricks.

Was she really going to die here?

“You say Xiaozhi is the princess…”

Wu Xiaomi dodged attacks while chatting casually to buy time and think of a strategy.

“Which princess is she?”

“Someone of your rank isn’t worthy to know.”

“Oh? You’re just a copy without your own identity yet, and you’re already thinking about your master?”

“I love my job. I won’t let anyone threaten Princess’s safety.”

“Huh… me? A threat?”

“Unstable elements like you should have been destroyed immediately after use. But that damned witch left you alive… Is she planning a rebellion?!”

Opportunity!

Maybe the sentence was too long, or the righteous anger messed up his technique—this strike missed!

If she was willing to take it head-on, she could trade injury for survival!

Without hesitation, Wu Xiaomi charged the Demon Hunter’s blade with her shoulder, the Ray Sword thrusting straight toward his heart!

But when the longsword pierced, there was no real feeling of cutting flesh.

“Falling for such a childish trap, you really are still a child.”

“Pfft—”

Wu Xiaomi’s eyes widened.

Her lower back was pierced.

That strike seemed to have sliced through muscle and arteries, immediately paralyzing her.

Only then did the Demon Hunter’s figure slowly emerge from behind the girl, his shadow dissolving into dust.

A gentle push.

Her body went limp and collapsed to the ground.

“You’re no match for me. I am assigned as Princess’s personal guard. As long as I’m here, no one can harm Princess.”

He raised his foot, about to crush Wu Xiaomi’s back.

He intended to break her spine with this final strike and send her on her way.

However…

Wu Xiaomi’s figure suddenly flickered, scattering and disappearing.

“Thunk—”

In a hurry, the Demon Hunter barely avoided the artery, but his waist was still severely cut, crippling his movement.

“How do you… wait, Sequence 721: Mirror Image! Damn, you’ve been hiding this until now!”

Wu Xiaomi was drenched in Witch’s Potion, keeping Mirror Image in a passive, constant state!

While Mirror Image was active, she could create illusions in the surrounding air at will.

Since first meeting the Demon Hunter, she hadn’t used her brother’s form or Mirror Image, choosing her original appearance instead.

One, to gather information from him about “the girl by the princess’s side.”

Two, to hide this trump card!

So that strike didn’t actually hit her, but the mirror illusion.

Even the blood was fake, meant to fool him!

“I may still be a kid, but I’m more than enough to handle you!”

Strike while the enemy is weak.

The opening gesture of Siren Dance was ready; water transformed into thousands of thin blades, aiming to shred the Demon Hunter to pieces!

If she waited for him to recover, it would be too late. She had to finish him while he was still impaired!

If she didn’t use the full Siren Dance, she could conserve some Lingyuan to survive and return to the witch.

“Wait… wait! We can negotiate! Aren’t you curious about your origins? Don’t you want to know the princess’s true status?”

“No.”

The water blades fell.