Then Xiao Xue’s small hand, not even as big as the monster’s eye, gently fell on the monster’s body. Lian Xichen watched helplessly as no one stopped Xiao Xue and yelled anxiously, "Xiao Xue, don’t touch it, it’s poisonous!"

Why is it that with Master not around, Han Jing and the others are so careless in watching the child...

Is this how they’re playing?

Xiao Xue turned her head at the sound and gave a cheerful reply, "It’s okay, Uncle Lian."

Lian Xichen...

He had seen Xiao Xue accompanied by the Purple Flame Spirit Worm before. If Xiao Xue had released the spiritual insect, he wouldn’t be so worried. After all, judging by the aura of these monsters, they’re at most Green Flame Level. But since they lack any fighting skills and only attack blindly, Green Flame-level An Chuxue could handle them effortlessly.

If Xiao Xue had released the spiritual insect, even a single Purple Flame Spirit Worm could easily kill the monster.

The problem now is that Xiao Xue hasn’t released the spiritual insect!

So, as a very concerned elder of Xiao Xue, Lian Xichen is extremely anxious.

His anxiety was reaching his throat when suddenly the monster under Xiao Xue’s palm appeared serene. Very quickly, the monster started turning to ash-like dust from the forehead, a three-meter-long giant was reduced to a pile of ash in Xiao Xue’s palm. A gust of wind blew, scattering it in an instant.

Next, the second, third... the remaining three monsters all attacked Xiao Xue. Under her mysterious palm, they were all reduced to ashes in just a few minutes.

It was so bizarre it left everyone dumbfounded.

Xiao Xue joyfully trotted over with her short legs, looked up, and asked Han Jing, "Mother, am I amazing?"

Han Jing gave a thumbs up, "Amazing!"

Xiao Xue beamed with pride.

Han Jing patted her head, "Show me your hands."

Xiao Xue obediently raised her two white chubby hands.

Han Jing waved her hand around Xiao Xue’s hands, water droplets quickly enveloped them. Xiao Xue obediently rubbed them, and Han Jing handed her a cloth, "Good girl, remember to wash your hands next time. Come back, we should leave."

Xiao Xue took the cloth to wipe her hands while running over to Youyou, climbing up.

Lian Xichen...

"Xiao Xue, she..." Lian Xichen was completely stunned. Can someone explain what just happened?

Han Jing shrugged, "Xiao Xue grew up in the Ghost Realm. We never had time to look after her, and she just followed my master wandering in the Ghost Forest. I have no idea what she’s learned. But... she generally doesn’t get hurt, especially with us watching!"

Xiao Xue’s abilities are extremely bizarre, and this maid is always so clever. All those wise ghost spirits in the Ghost Realm taught her all kinds of odd things... Han Jing truly doesn’t know much about it. In summary, the master’s techniques for dealing with ghost spirits, this maid learned them even better than her and Lan Ling. So... Han Jing is almost a hundred percent sure she won’t get into trouble unless the opponent’s power exceeds Purple Flame Level and is too fast for Xiao Xue to release her treasures. Only then might she get hurt. Otherwise, even strong attacks can be absorbed and digested by her. In other words, this maid has no equal below Purple Flame Level.

Just so... abnormal.