The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

Chapter 103 Pirates! Star Essence!

Su Xiaobai swallowed hard. "...What the unholy f** is this?"*

This wasn't a battlefield. It was hell. And not the fun, sexy kind either—the "let's grind your soul into paste" kind.

Below, warriors were tearing each other apart like starving dogs over a scrap of meat. One poor bastard was sliced clean in half—vertically—and yet his screaming ghost buddy picked up his spear and dove right back into the slaughter. Scarlet-furred wolves prowled through the bloody battlefield, their veins bulging like rotting vines, feasting on severed limbs with the kind of crunch that made Su Xiaobai's stomach churn.

"Are they undead?" Su Xiaobai muttered, the first thought spilling out of his mouth.

"No."

Zhu Qing's voice, calm and detached, drifted from above. A soft thud followed as she landed beside him with the grace of someone who had far too much experience with nightmares.

"Those are wraith soldiers," she explained, her gaze fixed on the battlefield, "and the others? Scarlet dire wolves—a type of blood beast."

Su Xiaobai blinked, then glanced at her, his confusion as clear as daylight. "Am I supposed to know what that means? Or is there, like… a follow-up coming?"

"..." Zhu Qing's expression froze, her patience evaporating like cheap liquor left in the sun.

"You really don't respect your elders, do you?" she muttered. Then, with a casual flick of her finger, she tapped his forehead.

Zap!

He didn't even have time to scream.

Every nerve in his body lit up like he'd been struck by divine lightning. His knees buckled, his legs gave out, and his vision went white.

Su Xiaobai crumpled to the ground, clutching his head. "Y-O-U—WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!"

"Oh, nothing," Zhu Qing said, her lips twitching into a small, satisfied smile. "Just a little heavenly Qi to wake you up."

She'd barely passed a sliver of heavenly Qi into him, just enough to make him reconsider every life choice that had led him here.

Su Xiaobai's ears were still ringing, his head pounding like a war drum. He struggled to sit up, glaring at her through blurry eyes. "Wake me up?! Lady, you just fried my brain! I can't even feel my tongue—oh wait, there it is. Great. Tastes like smoke and regret."

"Regret? And you?" Zhu Qing's smile widened.

So this is what Bai Yujian deals with every day? No wonder she looks like she's constantly planning a murder.

Buzzzz..!

A faint, ominous hum buzzed in Su Xiaobai's ears, ringing into his thoughts like a poorly tuned zither.

"Did you say something?" he groaned, his voice strained as he staggered to his feet like a drunkard fresh off a losing bar fight. "I can't hear you over the ringing in my head!"

"No," Zhu Qing replied, her brows furrowing in mild confusion.

"Oh, so you are a f***ing idiot," Su Xiaobai muttered, his voice tinged with mockery as he swayed unsteadily.

"..." Zhu Qing blinked. Did this little bastard just call her an idiot? On purpose?

Her smile twitched. He really doesn't fear retaliation, does he?

Fine. If he wanted to play stupid games, she'd happily provide a stupid prize.

Whoosh!

She tapped her foot, and instantly the ground around Su Xiaobai began to glow. Crimson light spiraled outward, forming a perfect circle around his feet.

"..."

Su Xiaobai stared down at the glowing circle, his brain still trying to process the last assault. 'Hazy vision. Ringing ears. Weird lights. Perfect. My death will be sponsored by gravity.'

BAM!

The circle lit up like a fireworks show, and the ground beneath him vanished.

"Bye-bye~! Enjoy your ride," Zhu Qing called, her voice dripping with honeyed malice as Su Xiaobai was launched into the air.

A heartbeat later, gravity took over, and he plummeted like a rock straight into the battlefield below.

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Hours Later!

Zhu Qing reclined on her stool at the ship's edge, sipping tea like a goddess on her throne, the mess below her private spectacle.

The battlefield's earlier screams and roars had dulled into a dying hum—like a dying drunk mumbling his last curse.

Above, red and black clouds covered everything, choking out the stars. Night in Chi Xie Wastelands wasn't just dark—it was hostile, like the land resented the living.

"Where are you, little rat?" she murmured, eyes scanning the blood-soaked wasteland.

Below, a lone figure darted between wraiths and beasts, dodging claws and blades with blind luck. A smile tugged at her lips.

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She sipped her tea, savoring the sight.

HISSSSS!

"!!" The sharp cry shattered her peace. Zhu Qing's eyes snapped up, her smile vanishing.

From the mist emerged a monstrous serpent, its ruby scales glistening like freshly spilled blood. Cannons jutted from its sides, glowing faintly with Blood Qi. Atop its head stood a crooked figure, robed in black, his scarred face split by a grin.

"Sister White! It's really you!"

"!" Her tea nearly spilled. Zhu Qing's expression curdled into one of pure disgust. 'Which filthy bastard dares to call me that?'

She turned, venom in her eyes. "Who wants to die today—"

The words died on her tongue.

The Sanguine Serpent. A beast as large as her ship, its hiss promising death. Behind it, a fleet of smaller serpents—Bloodfang Leviathans—fifteen feet of coiled muscle and evil. Pirates loaded to their backs, eyes gleaming with hunger.

Most would've panicked. Zhu Qing just looked annoyed.

The man atop the Sanguine Serpent took a dramatic step forward, his robe flaring as if it had a personal grudge against subtlety.

"Captain Red Fang, do you know this woman?" one of his lackeys called out. "Are we looting the ship?"

SLAP!

Fang Tian's hand shot out, stretching unnaturally. The pirate didn't stumble—he exploded into a mist of blood.

HISSSS!

"Shut up, you brainless pigs!" Fang Tian barked, his face twisted in fury. "Do you want me to dig my own grave?! Don't you idiots see who this is?! That's Sister White!"

The remaining pirates froze, hands gripping their weapons like lifelines.

But Fang Tian's temper had consequences. The Soul Lamp in the dead pirate's hand shattered.

SCREEEEE!

The Bloodfang Leviathan's eyes flared red. With a furious cry, it thrashed violently and dove, dragging three screaming pirates straight into the battlefield below.

Zhu Qing raised a brow, unimpressed. 'So much for teamwork.'

She glanced at the glowing 'Soul Lamps' hanging from her ship's rails, their faint light a protective aura. Without them, flying here was suicide. Blood beasts craved flesh, and Soul Lamps—infused with spiritual Qi and diluted Blood Qi—were the only thing keeping them at bay.

Delicate things, though. Break one, and you're dinner.

"Sister White!" Fang Tian called again, his earlier fury replaced by awe. "I didn't know you were after the 'Starlight Essence' too!"

Her brow arched. "Starlight Essence?"

"Yes!" He gestured dramatically, like a preacher selling salvation. "A piece of the heavens fell last week, blazing with power! It's surrounded by beasts and wraiths near the Warlord's Palace. Breaking through is hell!"

Zhu Qing's expression was bored, "I'm not here for that. Go ahead. Knock yourselves out."

"Of course, Sister!" Fang Tian bowed, signaling his fleet.

The Bloodfang Leviathans hissed softly as they turned, vanishing into the mist.

Zhu Qing exhaled, setting her teacup down. "So, the brat survived being my junior and grew up, huh..."

She sighed, a hint of disdain curling her lips. "From scrubbing floors to riding serpents... what a glow-up for a cockroach."

Her gaze drifted down, past the battlefield and into memory. Centuries ago, the 'Dark Sparrow Sect' had burned. She'd crawled her way into the xiantian sect, but most of her peers hadn't been so lucky.

Fang Tian. A nobody, scrubbing floors and fetching tea. And now? A pirate, leading serpents in a cursed wasteland.

She sighed. "Ambition's such a cheap drug..."