"You guys are way too noisy!" Senior Sister Red Butterfly let out an irritated huff as she pressed her delicate, pale hand toward the void.

The player's soul instantly floated out, transforming into pure Soul Power as it shot toward her.

Floating Life Play had been about to offer his congratulations, but after witnessing this, he didn't dare speak a word.

Zhang Sanfeng was utterly dumbfounded, clutching a Talisman in his hand, unsure where to even put it.

Reviving someone only to kill your own teammate immediately after? Hell, your SAN value must be nearly zero by now!

Senior Sister Red Butterfly casually flicked her long hair, acting as if no one else existed as she looked toward the courtyard. "So, you die if you don't buy anything? Interesting setup."

"What did you discover?" Zhang Sanfeng asked cautiously.

Without even turning her head, Senior Sister Red Butterfly strode into the courtyard.

Team spirit? Even if Senior Sister Red Butterfly had any, it was practically nonexistent.

And this kind of attitude made her easy to exploit. If Zhang Sanfeng, for instance, slipped away while she wasn't looking, she could only stare helplessly afterward.

"Old hag, I'll trade this for that thing called the Hundred Ghost Pouch." Senior Sister Red Butterfly casually slammed the Soul Power into the ground. A patch of withered grass immediately sprang back to life, automatically flying into her hand.

"Master, Master~" The little grass twisted and wriggled, somehow capable of speech.

Soul Power was truly miraculous like that.

Dusk Grandmother gazed at Senior Sister Red Butterfly, a glimmer of light flashing in her dim eyes. "Not enough of a price!"

"Then what do you want?" Senior Sister Red Butterfly asked irritably.

"Not enough of a price!" Dusk Grandmother repeated.

"Damn you!" Senior Sister Red Butterfly cursed, then tossed the Soul Grass straight into Dusk Grandmother's face.

Yet Dusk Grandmother didn't strike her dead. Instead, her mouth twitched as she endured it.

"Is this enough?" Senior Sister Red Butterfly pulled out a pouch of Copper Coins.

Inside that pouch were one million Copper Coins.

"I want... that!" Dusk Grandmother picked up the Soul Grass.

Senior Sister Red Butterfly's forehead bulged with veins, and she nearly kicked over Dusk Grandmother's stall. "Old hag, are you screwing with me?!"

...

"Sigh, when will Red Butterfly ever grow a brain?" In the Demon King Castle, Xu Lang's face twisted in frustration.

That old woman wanted more Soul Grass!

By pure accident, Senior Sister Red Butterfly had actually managed to "give her what she wanted."

...

Just as Senior Sister Red Butterfly was fuming, a letter icon flickered in her peripheral vision.

"Tch, Tong Qi's definitely calling me back to eat!"

Instead of opening the private message, Senior Sister Red Butterfly became even more agitated, feeling like she'd been caught red-handed.

She couldn't seem to get past this checkpoint.

Dusk Grandmother was deliberately making things difficult for her.

Suddenly, her eyes darted around as she slipped past Dusk Grandmother, fixing her gaze on the courtyard gate.

Then, she stepped straight toward it.

If she couldn't handle it, she just wouldn't handle it. She'd go find some benefits first.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

For the next few moments, Floating Life Play and Zhang Sanfeng could only watch as Senior Sister Red Butterfly repeatedly self-destructed, inching forward each time.

This scene was just too bizarre!

Just as Senior Sister Red Butterfly was about to reach the courtyard gate, an invisible force blasted her body away. All her efforts, all for nothing!

Dusk Grandmother wasn't just a one-skill NPC, after all. There was no way Red Butterfly could glitch her way through like this.

"B-Big shot, what are you doing?" Zhang Sanfeng stammered, staring at Senior Sister Red Butterfly who had respawned up ahead.

"Damn old hag!!!" Senior Sister Red Butterfly flew into a rage, dragging out her Soul Scythe as she charged forward.

Suddenly, Floating Life Play spoke up: "Lady Red Butterfly, the Dorm Owner is calling you back to eat!"

Senior Sister Red Butterfly's body froze mid-stride, her expression stiffening.

...

Eat?

Eat your damn head!

Watching Senior Sister Red Butterfly's reaction, Xu Lang's Matchmaker's Staff was practically bleeding with rage.

At this moment, he had immense respect for Tong Qi. Somehow, she could coordinate with Senior Sister Red Butterfly to pull off combos? She had to be a top-tier Pokémon trainer! 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

He had already given up hope of making Senior Sister Red Butterfly choose correctly through remote instructions.

This little brat needed someone right by her side at all times!

Some people were a pack of wolves in a group, tigers as a trio, and a dragon when alone!

But Senior Sister Red Butterfly was different. Alone, she was nothing but a worm!

About half an hour later, Senior Sister Red Butterfly dawdled her way back to the Mad King Building.

Hmph!

Even though she'd come home, she refused to step inside. Instead, she stood at the doorway, chattering with Ghost Child.

"Ghost Child, don't you think Sister is prettier than Tong Qi?"

"Ghost Child, I order you to take off that bellyband!"

"Ghost Child, do you have a little dickie?"

Xu Lang listened from inside the door, unable to stand it any longer. He yanked it open and dragged Senior Sister Red Butterfly inside.

His palm slammed down hard, the force penetrating through her JK pleated skirt. If her clothes weren't made from her own power, that slap would have shredded her pantyhose.

"Xu Lang, what the hell are you doing!?" Senior Sister Red Butterfly shrieked.

"How the hell are you even playing this game!?"

"I was doing a suicide rush, you understand or not!?"

Smack! Smack! Smack~

After a violent, torrential beating, Senior Sister Red Butterfly finally begged for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! I won't run off like that anymore!"

Tong Qi, Xu Xiaomeng, Gu Ya—all the home-staying tenants were drawn over, only to see Senior Sister Red Butterfly getting thrashed, tears streaming down her face, looking utterly pathetic.

"Lang Ge, stop hitting her!" Tong Qi rushed over quickly.

Xu Lang withdrew his hand, his face cold.

"Lang Ge, Sister Red Butterfly just didn't have breakfast. Why did you hit her?" Xu Xiaomeng asked carefully.

She felt that since Wang Yazhi and the others went out often, Senior Sister Red Butterfly going out should be fine. They couldn't just discriminate against her because she was a ghost-type player, right?

"She went to the Twilight Curtain!" Xu Lang explained.

Only then did the girls realize they had misunderstood Xu Lang.

"Red Butterfly, what were you doing at the Twilight Curtain?" Tong Qi asked in surprise. "Forbidden Lands are all extremely dangerous. Haven't we told you not to go there lightly?"

"I didn't go lightly!" Senior Sister Red Butterfly snorted, then slipped into the Ghost Control Bells, directly going radio silent.

Xu Lang was utterly speechless. He should have taken her to the Demon Box World and beat her with the Cheerleader's Baton. At least that way, she'd be more docile.

"Lang Ge, next time, don't humiliate Red Butterfly in public like that. She cares a lot about face." Tong Qi looked at Xu Lang and spoke.

Xu Lang's mouth twitched. "She was just outside the door asking Ghost Child if it has a little dickie."

"Then she definitely deserves it!" Tong Qi immediately changed her tune, fury flashing in her eyes.

"Haha." Sherry let out a relieved laugh, stepped forward to hug Xu Lang's arm, and asked, "Alright, don't be angry. Did Red Butterfly get anything from this trip?"

"Sort of." The mere thought made Xu Lang even angrier.

She wouldn't even read private messages—just went charging in and suicide-rushed like crazy!

"Spill it. I'll take notes and make a file later." Sherry had recently set up a document team group. The daily updates for the Blood Mist Morning Paper were mainly discussed there, and she even planned to create a library compiling everything they'd seen and heard, like a twisted version of the Yongle Encyclopedia.

Xu Lang fully supported this.

"Alright, but don't release this intel for now. No one else can clear the Twilight Curtain except Red Butterfly." Xu Lang finished speaking, then fearing that Senior Sister Red Butterfly in the Ghost Control Bells might get cocky hearing that, added, "To clear the Twilight Curtain, you need a means of spirit communication to see what's in a different, alternate dimension."

Sherry asked, "Does the Twilight Curtain have dual spaces? How big is the area?"

"I actually don't know. Ask Red Butterfly about it later." Xu Lang replied.

He had been practicing his sword techniques earlier and hadn't watched from start to finish, so he had no idea if the Twilight Maze had similar dual spaces.