The moment she touched the crimson ‘Blood Navel,’ Ling Xiaoyou felt a cold sensation in her small palm, as if some icy liquid was flowing into her hand.
At the same time, the feeling of being bound completely disappeared, replaced only by a sense of freedom.
Ling Xiaoyou lowered her little head and looked at her hand, seeing that the ‘Blood Navel’ that had originally bound her had turned into a small ‘Ball of Yarn’ and fallen into her palm.
Moreover, Ling Xiaoyou could clearly feel that the ‘Blood Navel’ in her hand was like a thread being pulled by two people.
One end was somewhere far away—probably Xiaoyu’s Mother—the other end was firmly tied to Xiaoyu, who stood before her.
And Ling Xiaoyou herself held the middle of the thread, able to sense everything at both ends, including the emotions and general state of the two connected people.
In her perception, Xiaoyu’s state was quite good right now, but her emotions were dominated by fear and anxiety.
After all, Xiaoyu was just a little girl. Having experienced such a terrifying event, not crying was already impressive.
The other end, far away, was somewhat strange.
Ling Xiaoyou couldn’t sense any emotions from there, as if there was no consciousness at all.
But Ling Xiaoyou could feel that Xiaoyu’s Mother was still alive, just in a very poor state.
Hmm…
It was probably due to being forcibly drained of blood and soul fragments to create the ‘Blood Navel.’
Ling Xiaoyou guessed as much, not wanting to think further.
Although not much time had passed since she removed the ‘Blood Navel,’ there was no guarantee that the Devil in front of her wouldn’t notice the partial loss of control at any moment.
Moreover, the ‘Blood Navel’ on Xiaoyu hadn’t disappeared yet and was still binding her according to the Devil’s command.
After all, the System had only said that the control of the ‘Blood Navel’ on Ling Xiaoyou would be transferred, not including Xiaoyu’s.
Now that the Devil hadn’t realized she was free, it was the perfect time for a sneak attack!
Ling Xiaoyou had no intention of upholding any chivalrous code of not attacking from behind with a Devil.
Come on, who would talk about such things with a liar like a Devil?
She quietly hid her fair little hand behind her back, and a ball of Mysterious Blue Flame rose in her palm.
Under Ling Xiaoyou’s deliberate suppression, the Devil didn’t notice anything unusual.
All that was left was to wait for the right opportunity.
“Jie jie jie, after all I’ve said, you should understand—if I hadn’t shown mercy from the start, you wouldn’t even think about escaping from me.”
The Devil crossed his arms behind his back and turned away smugly, as if he were some supreme master.
Now!
Ling Xiaoyou’s eyes narrowed.
The Ghostfire, already charged, shot from her hand and flew straight toward the Devil.
“Enough explanations. Form-Consolidation Realm brat, it’s time to send you on your way…”
The Devil was turning around, magic surging in his hand.
His words and actions made it clear he was ready to kill Ling Xiaoyou.
But as he turned, he saw a ball of Mysterious Blue Flame hurtling toward his face.
“[Demon curse]”
The Devil reacted quickly, bending backward at a bizarre angle to narrowly avoid the attack.
“Damn brat, how dare you!”
The Devil was both shocked and furious—shocked that a mere Form-Consolidation Realm Ghost could break free from the ‘Blood Navel,’ and furious that he had nearly been burned by that strange blue fire again!
He hadn’t forgotten the sensation of icy cold and burning pain from before!
Dodging the Ghostfire, the Devil tried to stand and kill the wretched little Ghost.
But before he could get up, he felt a soft, delicate hand press against his face, and Ling Xiaoyou’s crisp voice rang out:
“Why wouldn’t I dare, Devil? Wasn’t the last Ghostfire enough for you? Here’s some more!”
“You! Sss—ah!!!”
In an instant, the Mysterious Blue Flame gathered in Ling Xiaoyou’s palm, this time burning directly on the Devil’s face without any obstruction.
The Ghostfire spread from her palm, crawling over the Devil’s head and burrowing into every gap on his face.
The Devil’s eyes, which had been glowing with a scarlet light, were now consumed by the Ghostfire, losing all vitality.
“Ugh—ahhh!!! Damn brat! I’ll kill you!!”
In the agony of ice and fire, the Devil no longer cared whether he was standing or lying down.
All he could feel was the excruciating pain.
It hurt.
It hurt so much!
Even just hearing the Devil’s agonized screams, Ling Xiaoyou could sense his pain.
If it were just ordinary Ghostfire, it wouldn’t be so powerful or painful.
But the Yin Qi and Ghost Energy from Youquan that had invaded the Devil’s body hadn’t been completely purged.
As Ling Xiaoyou reignited them, the parasitic Yin Qi and Ghost Energy flared up again, amplifying the Ghostfire’s power and the Devil’s torment.
In this agony, the Devil wanted only to vent his pain and rage at being toyed with.
He swung his massive arm and slammed it down!
“Crack!!”
A large tree near the Devil snapped in two, the trunk—thick enough for five people to encircle—shattered into countless fragments that flew in all directions.
The upper half, now rootless, crashed to the ground, startling flocks of birds into flight.
Fortunately, Ling Xiaoyou had already moved Xiaoyu to a safe distance, keeping her out of harm’s way.
Though Xiaoyu still looked bewildered, not understanding what was happening.
With nothing left to worry about, Ling Xiaoyou could now attack with full force!
The instant the Devil smashed the tree, Ling Xiaoyou lunged behind him at near-teleportation speed.
An orb of shadow, glowing with a Mysterious Blue Flame, smashed into the Devil’s back, making him roar in pain:
“Ah! I’ll kill you!!”
The Devil spun around.
Though he couldn’t see, he roughly determined Ling Xiaoyou’s position by the pain and slammed down with a fist the size of a sandbag.
But with her speed at 9, the Devil’s movements looked sluggish to Ling Xiaoyou.
She deftly dodged the blow, and as his fist struck the ground, she stepped onto his arm and ran up to his head.
Then, Ling Xiaoyou leaped, her little red shoes flashing with Mysterious Blue Flame, and kicked straight at the Devil’s head.
Take my Ghostfire Knight Kick!!!