Artifact Breaker

Rain pattered softly, and the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

Bai Yujun held an oil-paper umbrella and smiled as she played the peddler. One or two taels of silver truly was not expensive, but the demon could not buy it. Buying the umbrella meant bowing its head to the White Flood Dragon and lowering its own standing. It could not afford to lose that face, so there was bound to be no peaceful resolution.

"White Flood Dragon! Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Hearing that, Bai Yujun knew the demon's momentum had waned. It was no longer the violent, murderous demon it had once been. It actually resorted to empty bluster rather than attacking and fighting. It was destined to accomplish nothing.

The Golden-haired Ape cast Bai Yujun a surprised glance. The Demonic Beast was wary—wary of the female demon.

Bai said nothing, merely revealing a faint smile as gentle as a spring breeze. She smiled with an adorable, innocent simplicity, but the rainwater had unknowingly gained a trace of change...

Time seemed to have frozen. The demon could clearly see the crystal-clear raindrops falling continuously before its eyes.

After a quiet moment—perhaps only an instant, perhaps several breaths—just as the tension reached its peak, Bai Yujun suddenly sprang into action! Gripping the umbrella handle, she thrust straight at the Demonic Beast with killing intent as sharp as a blade!

Third rule of the Law of Survival: regardless of whether the enemy was strong or weak, one must go all out when attacking—ruthless and bloodthirsty.

The demon roared. Rather than retreating, it advanced, hastily roaring as it threw a punch!

The oil-paper umbrella, no thicker than a forearm when closed, shook the rain into mist as it brushed past the arm covered in callused muscle. At the same time Bai