In the dimly lit dungeons, a dank and unpleasant odor pervaded the air. The room echoed with curses as a long whip swished through the air, its sharp hooks tearing into flesh, leaving behind a trail of blood and mangled skin.

The woman enduring this torment was drenched in sweat and blood, yet she remained baffled, staring blankly while clutching her head.

"Spitting on this fool is utterly useless! This Qin Lily is nothing but a fool. No matter how much we beat her, she won't cry out or complain. She doesn't understand a thing and doesn't know where that thing is."

"It's strange, though. Qin Lily was perfectly fine before. How did she suddenly become so foolish?"

The tormentor was particularly vexed, venting their anger by fiercely lashing Qin Lily with the whip once more. This time, it sent her crashing to the ground, her life hanging in the balance.

Pain.

That was the first sensation Qin Lily felt upon regaining consciousness.

It was excruciating. She tried to lift her head, attempting to endure the numbing agony that coursed through her body, but an unrelenting force seemed to drag her deeper into the abyss.

The cacophonous noises surrounding her kept piercing her eardrums, filled with sounds of violence and threats. Her brows knitted in confusion.

Where was she?

Beside Qin Lily lay a man.

His back was torn open, exposing bone, and his legs were twisted in an unnatural posture as he knelt on the ground.

In a feeble voice, he reached out his hand, gritting his teeth, "Don't... don't hurt Lily..."

The executor coldly retorted, "Qin Lumin, do you think you can escape? It's your turn next!"

Hearing this voice, Qin Lily's confusion deepened. She struggled to open her eyes.

Who was Qin Lumin?

Oh, she remembered.

She was a witch doctor. People often said that in the modern age, there were no more extraordinary individuals. However, in the vast and diverse land of Hua, there was an abundance of talented and mystical beings. Those with unique abilities and those who practiced the way of the immortals concealed themselves from the world. While the rest of the world believed that the 21st century was an era of technology, they remained unaware of the enigmatic masters hidden everywhere, disguised as regular workers, police officers, doctors, or teachers.

She, since birth, possessed the powers of witchcraft or, to be precise, supernatural abilities with a focus on healing.

Her methods for treating people were horrifyingly gruesome, and her talent allowed her to see unfortunate souls possessed by spirits or malevolent entities. This unique set of skills led her to be known as a witch doctor.

Then, due to an unexpected accident, she died and was reborn into this body.

The original owner of this body was also named Qin Lily. She was incredibly frail, and for the first two years after crossing over, she would faint if she walked too far. It was said to be a kind of ailment, the same ailment that had ultimately caused her death and allowed the current Qin Lily to be reborn.

Fortunately, her parents were loving and provided for all her needs. Her older brother, in particular, doted on her like a princess. Over the past few years, his meticulous care allowed her to integrate into this family. She deeply loved her parents and elder brother, who had always been there for her. She had also secretly been working on strengthening her body.

This Qin Lumin was her biological brother.

Then, for some unknown reason, she suddenly fainted. It felt as if she had been unconscious for a long time, and when she woke up, she was in this place.

"Qin Lumin! You still dare to talk back!" The whip-wielder cursed again. "It seems you won't shed a tear until you see your own coffin. Someone, drag Qin Lily out. If he doesn't reveal the whereabouts of that book, we'll chop off one of his beloved sister's fingers. Let's see if he talks!"

With great force, they pinned Qin Lily to the ground, a sharp blade glinting above her finger, poised to strike.

"Qin Lumin, I'll give you one last chance. Will you reveal the book's location or not?"

Qin Lumin gazed at his beloved sister, who appeared to have fainted once more. If he didn't speak, she would truly become disabled...

Qin Lumin closed his eyes in despair, took a deep breath, and said, "I..." he started to speak.

"Ahh!!!"

Suddenly, a scream echoed, and a warm splatter of blood sprayed across Qin Lumin's face.

Qin Lumin was startled.

Then, a few more screams followed. "Qin Lily, quickly, seize her!"

Qin Lumin hurriedly opened his eyes and saw the dim dungeon, with Qin Lily, covered in dirt, taking a dagger from the hands of her captors and stabbing it into the throats of two people in quick succession.

The blood had spurted from their bodies.

"Q-Lily...!"

Despite her dirty appearance, Qin Lily's eyes revealed a fierce determination, and she moved with incredible agility. Her presence was overwhelming!

Qin Lumin was filled with amazement.