At the end of the diary, various plants were depicted, each marked with its specific effects.

She took out the plants she had previously collected from the storage space and carefully compared them with the descriptions in the diary, studying them intently.

"What? I spent so much effort collecting these plants, and if I consume them, I'll fall asleep and experience dreamlike illusions. No wonder I dreamt of myself returning to a male appearance and being married to Xingli in a wedding hall," Iris murmured to herself.

"If consuming the previously collected plants causes drowsiness, then is the White Flame I acquired just an illusion? Or perhaps the White Flame won't regenerate and will disappear once used, meaning I will become disabled again?"

Iris's expression grew more and more grim, her mood becoming heavy.

Although these conjectures were baseless, they were not without reason.

Countless thoughts flashed through Iris's mind. If that was the case, she needed to leave this place as soon as possible. Otherwise, she would be trapped here forever, unable to escape.

It seems that in the future, she should try to deal with the demon beasts using this sword. If there is no other option, she can only rely on the White Flame to attack.

Iris's eyes were filled with unwavering determination, her face etched with stubbornness.

"I have to improve my strength as soon as possible. Only by raising my strength can I leave this place; otherwise, I will be trapped here forever," Iris silently said to herself.

Then, Iris waved the sword in her hand and began practicing the third sword style of "Hardening."

Due to lying in bed for a long time, she had forgotten some of the sword moves of the third style. But at this moment, Iris was recalling her past experiences with determination, re-practicing "Hardening."

"The tenth style."

"The twenty-fifth style."

"The one hundred and eleventh style."

...

With a hundred consecutive strokes, Iris had already found a slight feeling.

"Hoo!"

"Hoo!"

Iris couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she threw the sword in her hand aside, then collapsed onto the ground.

She touched the fine sweat on her forehead and a tired expression appeared on her face as she silently thought, "I've only completed one-ninth of the third sword style. I still have a long way to go."

She got up from the ground and continued practicing.

...

It has been six months since Iris disappeared, and during this time, the White Chiwood did not devour her due to her death, indicating that Iris was still alive.

Wearing a white robe, a calm expression on her face, White Chiwood sat at the entrance of the house, raising her head to watch the falling snowflakes. The snowflakes landed on her shoulders and instantly melted away.

Throughout these six months, her heart had always been heavy. She didn't believe that Iris would abandon her and had been continuously searching for her.

During Iris's absence, White Chiwood's body underwent subtle changes. It grew much larger, its teeth were almost fully grown, and its claws became exceptionally agile. It could even fly with its small wings.

At this moment, White Chiwood was frolicking in the yard, playing with the snow piles on the ground, having the time of its life.

...

In the border capital of the Blood Clan, there stood a majestic and towering city wall with many soldiers in armor. Each soldier had a silvery emblem embroidered on their chest, representing the city's defense force.

There was a strong sense of fortitude radiating from their bodies. Their gazes were cold, and they seldom smiled, appearing almost like wooden dolls.

Lilia stood on the city wall, dressed in luxurious armor. Her silver hair cascaded down freely in front of her chest. Her face was cold, her eyes deep and vast, like the universe itself. She carried an air of pride and dominance.

Outside the city, there were numerous members of the Winged and Witch Clans. They stood in orderly formations, emitting a chilling frosty aura. They were fully armed, wielding massive shields that exuded a distinct icy coldness. The surface of their shields was adorned with vivid magical patterns that shimmered brightly under the sunlight.

"Queen of the Blood? Just an underdeveloped child?" General Iqu of the Winged Clan curved his lips slightly, revealing a trace of disdain.

"You little golden-haired girl, do you even know where you are? This is a battlefield, and your queen is nothing more than an immature little girl. Surrender now, give up the border city, or else don't blame us for being impolite," an arrogant old member of the Witch Clan said with contempt, his face filled with arrogance.

After hearing these words, Lilia's expression remained unchanged. She coldly replied, "Vampires have never feared any enemies. If you want the border city, come and get it."

As soon as Lilia finished speaking, dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning struck down from above.

The dark clouds obscured half of the sky, thunder resounded, and lightning tore through the thick clouds, illuminating the world.

Yiqu's face changed drastically. His pupils contracted, his expression constantly changing. Looking at the dense dark clouds in the sky, he felt a sense of impending doom.

The face of the elder of the Witch Clan also became ugly. He couldn't help but say, "Retreat quickly, we are no match for the vampires."

Lilia's pupils gradually disappeared, replaced by a ethereal white.

"Enhance! Weight! Ten thousand tons!"

Lilia's lips gently opened, softly chanting.

As her voice fell, the barbarians suspended in the air fell down to the ground, causing a loud rumble, stones rolling, and smoke and dust filling the air.

"Your intelligence is wrong. Wasn't she supposed to be weak? How could she use enhancement magic so skillfully? Truly useless." The elder of the Witch Clan angrily reprimanded Yiqu who was next to him in the pit.

"Stop yelling and think of a way to get out of here." Yiqu impatiently replied.

The thunderclouds in the sky accumulated more and more, and lightning continued to strike from above.

Precisely hitting the pit, the earth trembled, soil flying, and rocks flying.

The elder of the Witch Clan and Yiqu were struck by lightning, their bodies becoming charred, smoking incessantly. Finally, with a crackling sound, they turned into charcoal.

Lilia coldly watched this scene.

The soldiers of the Witch Clan and the Winged Tribe scattered and fled, disregarding any battle discipline and only wanting to save their lives.

"Kill all these barbarians." Lilia said indifferently, her face expressionless.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen." The soldiers responded in unison.

They spread their blood wings and flew towards the barbarians in the air. As soon as they clashed, several members of the Witch Clan were killed in the air.

Blood splattered, and the corpses in the air were like snowflakes.

The bloody scene continued to unfold. Lilia stood on the city wall, expressionless, looking at everything on the ground.

After an hour, the battle ended. Corpses lay on the ground, and the ground was stained red with blood, turning it completely red.

"Drag the bodies of these barbarians inside to feed the dogs!" Lilia said calmly.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen." The soldiers answered in unison.

Lilia thought that the Barbaric Earth army would be formidable, so she personally led the Shadow Guards to the border city. However, she didn't expect them to be just the vanguard, and their combat strength was extremely poor, as weak as paper.

Lilia spread her blood wings and flew towards the palace. In a blink of an eye, she disappeared from where she was.

She flew swiftly, her speed incredibly fast. In an instant, she arrived at the palace.

Lilia arrived at the entrance of the palace, and the guards immediately knelt down when they saw her.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Queen." The guards respectfully said. Their eyes were filled with respect when they looked at Lilia.

"Rise." Lilia waved her hand, then slowly walked into the palace.

After entering the palace, Lilia sat on a chair. Candace carried a teacup and approached her.

"Your Majesty the Queen, please have some tea." Candace respectfully said.

Lilia took the teacup, took a sip, and then put it down, asking calmly, "Have there been any news about Iris recently?"

"Report to Your Majesty, we haven't found any clues about Princess Iris." Candace answered.

"I see. You may leave for now." Lilia lightly stroked her eyebrow and said calmly.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen." Candace bowed and then turned to leave.

At this moment, a shadow silently appeared behind Lilia.

"Have you found the suspect?" Lilia frowned, turned to look at the shadow behind her, and asked in confusion.

The shadow kneeled down with one knee and respectfully said, "Reporting to Your Majesty the Queen, I have identified the suspect."

The shadow slowly stood up, revealing his true identity. It was Dugu.

He leaned in to Lilya's ear and whispered the suspect's name to her. Lilya's expression immediately turned serious upon hearing this.

"Do not alert the suspect, as soon as there is any news, immediately send the message back. Remember, we cannot be discovered. The other party is surely above you, otherwise they wouldn't have quietly taken Iris away," Lilya cautioned.

"Yes," Dugu confirmed, then transformed into a shadow and quietly departed.

Lilya picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. Her expression became increasingly solemn, "If that shadow guard could silently take Iris away in front of everyone, could this person be a demon or an angel?"

In the week since Iris went missing, Lilya had sent Dugu to investigate every shadow guard, and it took half a year to find the suspect, who was still only a suspect.

"Sigh~ Iris, you must stay safe," Lilya sighed and said anxiously.