Xia Qingzi - The Demon Girl Juicing. Chapter 1.... Page

Delicious, whispered a voice in her head. The juicer's spirit. Now find me riper fruit.

"You are my new agent," it hissed. "Every demon, bully, or corrupted exorcist you juice... their essence becomes power. Juice enough, and you might keep your own soul."

That night, the Crimson Squeeze spoke to her fully. It manifested as a floating, translucent chef with bleeding eyes and a stainless steel apron.

Xia Qingzi, Demon Girl Juicer, grabbed her backpack and a straw. Xia Qingzi - The Demon Girl Juicing. Chapter 1....

"Or?" Qingzi asked.

"Sorry," she whispered, grinning too wide. "I'm on a new diet."

"So," she said, cracking her knuckles. "What's on the menu?" Delicious, whispered a voice in her head

She was . The First Juice: Bully Blend

She drank it.

The juicer wasn't a juicer. It was a cursed artifact—an ancient demonic press called . "You are my new agent," it hissed

His arrogance, his muscles, his bad attitude—all of it liquefied into a small, glowing glass of amber liquid. The label materialized out of thin air: "Bully Juice. Notes: Tangy with a bitter finish. High in toxicity, zero in nutritional value."

A shockwave of power surged through her veins. Her demon mark—a small, black pomegranate seed on her tongue—glowed.