145: A real woman cannot be incapable.

Hearing this, Qiu Yanhui didn't hesitate for a moment. She hurried to squat down and hugged the rocket launcher in front of her tightly, as if afraid it would run away, while muttering, "A real woman, how can she say she can't?" After speaking, she even wiggled her eyebrows at Niu Mengmeng.

"Hmph, girls, of course, have their own hero dreams too." Qiu Yanhui looked toward the distant Yinyou Valley.

At this moment, the smile on Niu Mengmeng's face gradually vanished, replaced by a serious expression: "Remember, you must come back alive. Our experimental data is all waiting for your feedback."

Qiu Yanhui nodded heavily: "Don't worry! But, Sister Meng, if I can come back alive, can you accompany me to a couple's ho—" Before she could finish her sentence...

With a sharp "whoosh," Qiu Yanhui was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, kicked directly into the valley's barrier by Niu Mengmeng.

"Tsk! You pervy woman, do you really think I'd just watch my test subject go to her death for nothing?" Niu Mengmeng muttered to herself as she watched the direction Qiu Yanhui had disappeared in... The dense ghost qi had condensed like black ink, almost turning solid as it floated stickily above Yinyou Valley.

It was currently daytime, and it was nearly noon, the time when the sunlight would be at its fiercest.

But even so, the ghost qi permeating the valley remained so thick it was terrifying.

Looking at the scene before her, Qiu Yanhui couldn't help but be secretly shocked. She had no doubt that such intense and eerie ghost qi could cause a strong adult male to lose his life in an instant.

Just then, Lin Zhihai's urgent inquiry came through the earpiece: "Officer Qiu, how is the mission progressing?"

Qiu Yanhui let out a breath of turbid air, trying her best to keep her voice calm: "Director Lin, I've just stepped into the barrier of Yinyou Valley. The situation inside is simply terrible..." Before she could finish, there was a brief silence on the other end of the earpiece.

After a moment, Lin Zhihai's voice rang out again: "Yan Hui, there's still a chance to withdraw now. I will take full responsibility for all the consequences!"

Qiu Yanhui smiled slightly and replied in a firm tone: "Uncle Lin, since the experiment has already started, how can there be any reason to back out halfway? Besides, if even I can't handle this mission, the Bureau probably won't be able to find anyone more suitable than me."

"Our Special Affairs Bureau can't rely on the Underworld forever."

Lin Zhihai sighed softly on the other end of the phone: "Yan Hui, you are as brave and fearless as your parents."

Hearing this, a look of pride appeared on Qiu Yanhui's face: "Is that so? I think so too." With that, she decisively took off her earpiece and walked toward the depths of Yinyou Valley.

Jinglian Temple Mountain Gate

"Tsk tsk tsk, art is an explosion!"

With an excited look, Qiu Yanhui set down the long box she was carrying on her back. She carefully opened the lid with both hands and slowly took out a rocket launcher that emitted a cold metallic luster.

She skillfully loaded an Armor-piercing Shell into the launcher, then steadied it on her right shoulder. Her eyes were like torches as she aimed at the area of Jinglian Temple where the ghost qi was densest.

Her finger rested on the trigger, and then she suddenly pulled it.

With a "click," the crisp and pleasant sound of the trigger rang out.

Immediately after, the Armor-piercing Shell shot out like an arrow from a bow, whistling through the air. The powerful recoil caused Qiu Yanhui's right shoulder to tremble slightly.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the Armor-piercing Shell hit its target with unerring accuracy.

Instantly, a burst of spiritual power erupted. The thick ghost qi was like a fragile piece of cloth, forcibly torn open with a massive gap.

Dazzling flames soared into the sky, like a roaring fire dragon dancing its body wildly.

Under the impact of this violent force, the ghost qi had no power to resist and fled in all directions.

At the same time, waves of shrill wails from ghostly creatures echoed through Jinglian Temple.

Qiu Yanhui did a rough visual estimation; that single Armor-piercing Shell had eliminated at least one-third of the ghosts in Jinglian Temple.

Looking at the spectacular scene before her, she couldn't help but laugh triumphantly: "Haha, as expected, doing it for real with actual weapons is much more satisfying!"

"But after firing just one Armor-piercing Shell, the spiritual power in my body has already been consumed by a full thirty percent. It seems I can't let my guard down..."

She gritted her teeth and decided to go for another "soul-piercing shot."

Thus, she loaded another Armor-piercing Shell and aimed again at the place where the ghost qi gathered.

"Boom!" Another earth-shattering roar followed as the second Armor-piercing Shell whistled away, carrying an aura of total destruction as it slammed hard into the remaining ghosts... "Aaaaaah...!!!!" Accompanied by angry and shrill howls, it felt as if the entire Taoist temple was shaking from the impact.

Cheng Kangzi looked at the collapsed seclusion room in front of him with a face full of shock and confusion. He subconsciously reached out to touch his hair, which had been blasted to ash, and muttered to himself, "What on earth happened?"

"Have the Ghost Soldiers come knocking? So soon!"

Then, he steadied himself and gave his sleeve a casual wave.

A water mirror appeared out of thin air before him, its surface flickering with a faint light. Through the water mirror, he saw Qiu Yanhui carrying a rocket launcher and aiming it at Jinglian Temple... Cheng Kangzi shook his head helplessly and gave a bitter smile: "Forget it, forget it. With my current physical state, I'm simply no match for her."

"Instead of going out to die for nothing, I might as well hurry up and cultivate, striving to break through to a Rank Five Ghost King as soon as possible, then look for a chance to escape." After speaking, the Cowardly King Cheng Kangzi closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.

At this time, Qiu Yanhui was carrying the rocket launcher and muttering to herself: "That shrill howl coming from the temple just now, why did it sound like someone was throwing a powerless tantrum?"

"Could it be that I actually hit the BOSS? But that guy Cheng Kangzi shouldn't be that stupid, right? Would he just sit there and take a beating?"

Next, Qiu Yanhui put away the rocket launcher and put on her night-vision goggles. After adjusting the angle, she stepped forward and slowly walked toward Jinglian Temple.

After only a few steps, Qiu Yanhui's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Without thinking, she quickly took several steps back.

A skeletal hand covered in foul blood burst out from the floor tile where she had just been standing!

As the skeletal hand emerged from the tile, the other bones of this skeleton also slowly rose from the ground.

First the skull, then the spine... the other hand also drilled out... "Ah! Just this..."

Qiu Yanhui breathed a sigh of relief, raised her foot, and stomped wildly on the skull. "With just this little bit of ability, you still want to try to scare people like a ghost?"

"This sister wasn't raised on being 'scared'!!!"