Third Battalion

Wasteland.

The little girl moved through the Wasteland alone, yet strangely, the vicious Fierce Ghosts around her turned a blind eye to her, as if they had not sensed her existence at all.

The reason for all this was—

She held a pitch-black fragment of bone in her hand, one that still emitted dense black mist.

A hint of smugness appeared on the little girl's face.

Didn't expect that, did you?

Who would have thought she had hidden quite a few good things elsewhere?

That idiot had only cared about asking where the Heavenly Court kept its treasures. He had never asked whether she had a private stash!

If he had asked, then maybe, if this young lady had been in a good mood, she would have told him.

But when she recalled the hardships she had faced on the way to her private stash, the little girl could not help feeling a trace of relief.

Good thing she was a Child of Destiny.

Disasters had been everywhere along the way. Countless times, she had stood at death's door, but at crucial moments, she had always somehow turned danger into safety, as though someone in the shadows had taken care of everything for her.

It had to be Wang Ye's blessing!

That made her even prouder and more reckless. Even when she spotted several Ghost Kings from afar, she did not take them seriously in the slightest.

Come on!

You can't kill me. When every disaster descends upon me, all it does is forge an even stronger heart within me!

What she did not know was that two Heaven Group investigators behind her were suffering miserably.

This woman always loved courting death.

Wasn't staying alive good enough?

She dared provoke any ghost she came across. At first, the two of