Li Zhuiyuan walked to the stone stele and reached out to touch its edge, the Liu clan’s qi-observing technique flowing gently at his fingertips.

Among the past Dragon Kings, Liu Qingcheng must have been one of the more unconventional ones.

She was not bound by traditional rules, nor did she care about the opinions of the martial arts world or historical reputation. In fact, she might not even have cared about the eyes watching from above.

Moreover, from the large fish found beneath Huangshan, it was clear that Liu Qingcheng was somewhat careless.

Fortunately, she only did things that went against convention, but she didn’t neglect her duties as Dragon King. She carried that responsibility.

“I understand your revenge…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the young man felt a cool, refreshing sensation at his fingertips, which was very comfortable.

The sword qi remaining on the stone stele, sensing a “Liu clan member,” naturally felt a sense of closeness.

“But your method of revenge was still too hasty…”

“Buzz!”

The young man’s fingertip was cut, and blood flowed out.

She was angry.

Li Zhuiyuan smiled.

Although he had successfully nurtured a thin layer of emotion, it was still difficult for the young man to genuinely smile without acting.

He smiled because seeing the blood flowing from his fingertip made Li Zhuiyuan feel as if he saw the hot-tempered and volatile Liu clan Dragon King.

She couldn’t tolerate a single bad word.

Even the sword qi she left behind carried her temper.

When Granny Liu was young, compared to this one, she might have been called gentle, virtuous, and well-educated.

Some of Li Zhuiyuan’s fresh blood remained on the stone stele, and it was now being rapidly absorbed by the stele.

The next moment, the sword qi was triggered, and a sharp intent shot straight towards the young man.

Li Zhuiyuan didn’t dodge. This sword qi automatically bypassed him, brushing past his face and sweeping towards the five coffins behind.

“Bang! Bang. Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Although the coffins weren’t broken, explosive sounds erupted from inside all of them.

Then, this lingering wisp of sword qi dissipated between heaven and earth.

Lin Shuyou swallowed, muttering, “This one truly has a big temper.”

Chen Xiyuan nodded.

Even as the sword qi dissipated, it wanted to destroy the bones of the five enemies.

Tan Wenbin frowned slightly, saying, “That sound, it seems a little off.”

Li Zhuiyuan: “Open the coffins.”

Run Sheng went forward with a Yellow River shovel and opened the first coffin.

As the coffin opened, they saw a nest of dead rats inside, with the largest one wearing a squire’s robe.

The second coffin opened to reveal a dead white fox wearing a skirt.

The third coffin contained a large toad, the fourth a centipede, and the fifth a weasel.

At the bottom of each coffin, there was a freshly sealed hole. As for these holes, they had clearly been dug long ago, indicating long-term planning.

After checking each one, Tan Wenbin reported:

“Xiao Yuan-ge, they all suffered severe injuries. They must have fought with the old folks who invaded the Yu family. After being gravely wounded and outnumbered, they used the pre-dug tunnels to crawl into these coffins to hide.

They were really clever, preparing so early and using this as a hiding place.”

First, this place was ordinary enough not to attract attention. Second, with the stone stele there, even righteous cultivators entering would show some courtesy and respect upon seeing the lingering sword qi of the Liu clan’s Dragon King, thus not destroying or investigating it.

These demonic beasts, when faced with life-or-death crises, often unleash their strong survival intelligence.

Li Zhuiyuan: “See if there are any valuable materials to take.”

Tan Wenbin: “Yes.”

The large rat’s teeth were removed, the white fox’s tail was cut off, the toad had a wart on its back that looked like a black bead when removed, the centipede had a few legs of a different color, and the weasel was simply skinned.

After simple processing, packaging, and affixing sealing talismans, all these materials were packed into their respective hiking bags.

Demonic beasts of this level, not to mention how difficult they were to deal with when alive, would be hard to find even if you went looking for them outside the Yu family ancestral home.

They decided to take the materials for now, just in case they might be useful someday. At the very least, they could enrich Nantong’s empty “treasure trove” and boost the prestige of the corpse-fishing Li family.

After tidying up, everyone, led by Li Zhuiyuan, exited through the back door.

From here, the Yu family ancestral temple was getting closer.

Along the way, Li Zhuiyuan and his group discovered a total of three battle-scarred areas.

In the first two areas, all the dead were members of the river-traveling team, their bodies dismembered beyond recognition.

Tan Wenbin and Run Sheng were responsible for vigilance, while Chen Xiyuan and Lin Shuyou searched the bodies.

Unfortunately, most of the valuable items seemed to have been used up during the battles, and because the old folks struck with great force, the bodies could not be preserved intact, and many items remaining on them were also damaged.

Not many valuable things were found; they were items that would be a pity to discard but not particularly useful to take back, so they could only serve as souvenirs.

In the third battle area, there was a significant find: an old man, deceased, leaning against a wall.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it!”

To beat Lin Shuyou to it, Chen Xiyuan even activated her domain.

But after a thorough check, she let out a sigh of disappointment, saying:

“It’s already been searched, and his belly has been gutted too.”

Chen Xiyuan pointed her flute at the old man’s cracked chest.

Lin Shuyou: “How did he die?”

Chen Xiyuan: “He was stabbed with a spear. The spear was pulled out, but he was still ‘pinned’ here.”

Clearly, they weren’t the only ones capable of killing the old folks.

The area here was open and flat, without any buildings. Looking at the remaining battle traces, it suggested that a very direct fight had broken out here.

Chen Xiyuan: “I remember that day at the museum, there was a guy who used a long spear, but his performance that day wasn’t this strong.”

Li Zhuiyuan: “Disguise is an instinct for people of the river.”

Chen Xiyuan: “He didn’t even bother to drop his disguise to kill me?”

Li Zhuiyuan: “He probably thought you were as good as dead then, so there was no need to drop his disguise.”

The young man picked up the old man’s hand from the wall. The hand was heavily stained with blood, and there was still flesh and blood under his fingernails.

This meant that the spear-wielder had paid a great price to kill the old man, as the old man’s hand had penetrated his chest.

Li Zhuiyuan asked Tan Wenbin for a wet tissue and wiped the old man’s fingers. He found a tiny hole on his middle finger.

The young man moved slightly to the side, pointed at the old man’s head, and said to Chen Xiyuan:

“Open it and take a look.”

Chen Xiyuan used her jade flute to tap the old man’s head.

“Crack!”

The old man’s head split open, and the mixed sauce-like contents spilled out.

A tiny sword was revealed, having been inside the old man’s head all along.

Chen Xiyuan: “Is this the old man who attacked us from behind the stone gate in the passage, trying to burn us to death?”

Li Zhuiyuan: “Yes.”

Ding Luoxiang had once thrust a thin sword into the old man’s fingertip, and the sword had traveled up his arm.

So, the spear-wielder was at an advantage when killing this old man. Most likely, during the battle, this thin sword was further agitated and drilled into the old man’s head.

Chen Xiyuan: “So many people who entered the Yu family ancestral home have already died.”

Li Zhuiyuan: “This is just an appetizer.”

Chen Xiyuan: “Little brother, you’re right, we really shouldn’t have just come to watch the show.”

Li Zhuiyuan: “That’s the Yu family ancestral temple ahead. Everyone, perk up.”

“Understood!”

“Understood!”

Lin Shuyou glanced at Chen Xiyuan, who hadn’t spoken incorrectly this time. Chen Xiyuan gave Lin Shuyou a triumphant smile.

Chen Jing couldn’t eat anymore.

What he was currently eating was a large bald vulture hanging on a black wall.

This was the Yellow General that the village patriarch had spoken of.

Yellow General had died here, his wings broken, his neck twisted completely backward.

The chains on Chen Jing were working, rattling multiple times, indicating that Chen Jing was on the verge of falling into madness. But each time, he relied on his willpower to forcefully regain consciousness and then continued to eat.

He knew how important his current mission was, and he understood how much Yi-ge valued his strength. He also deeply wished to no longer be a mere burden but to contribute to Yi-ge’s river journey.

Zhao Yi squatted nearby, a cigarette held between his fingers.

This “wave” was truly leisurely for him; no matter how lively it was inside, he wasn’t interested.

Of course, he wasn’t without demands. Whenever a powerful dead demonic beast was encountered, Chen Jing was sent to consume its blood qi, while any potentially useful materials from the beast were cut down and taken away by the Liang sisters at Zhao Yi’s instruction.

Even if he didn’t need them himself, he could give them to the Li family. The Li family was so poor they definitely wouldn’t turn anything down.

Finally, Chen Jing finished “eating” Yellow General.

He fell backward with a thud, lying on the ground.

His eyes were fierce one moment and confused the next, his hands clenching and unclenching.

Xu Ming watched Chen Jing with a touch of heartache and said to Zhao Yi, “Boss, A-Jing really seems unable to eat any more.”

Zhao Yi didn’t speak, just quietly flicked his cigarette ash.

Chen Jing raised his hand and said, “No, I can still eat, I can keep eating.”

If they missed this village, they wouldn’t find this shop again, and if a demonic beast had been dead for too long, its blood qi would dissipate and he wouldn’t be able to absorb it.

Zhao Yi: “Then keep eating.”

“Clang!”

Yellow General’s shriveled body fell from the black wall, and that section of the black wall cracked and slowly opened, revealing a hidden cave inside.

Zhao Yi tossed his cigarette butt and stepped on it, saying, “You all look after A-Jing’s condition, let him digest for a bit. I’ll go in and take a look.”

Liang Li: “Boss, I’ll go in with you. It might be dangerous inside.”

Zhao Yi shook his head: “If it’s a dangerous place, why would Yellow General die at this entrance instead of luring people inside?”

Liang Li was asked to stay put, and Zhao Yi walked in alone.

The layout and furnishings inside were solemn yet carried a sense of warmth.

This made Zhao Yi guess that this must be the “Nursery Hall” that the patriarch had spoken of. The patriarch himself used to work in a similar place.

However, this place was of a high standard, and the interior space didn’t seem very large at first glance, so the Nursery Hall must have been tiered. The patriarch, as an ordinary spider demon, probably wasn’t qualified to be here.

It was divided into two sections. The first section had many large baby beds, covered with various silks, stones, feathers… some even being large water tanks.

Most of the beds were empty, while a few still held various demonic beast cubs.

Seeing Zhao Yi, they thought it was feeding time and began to growl and hiss at him, not begging for food, but threatening him.

This indicated that even though they were young, their intelligence was quite high.

Normal demonic beast cubs should be similar to real-life pet cubs, naive and instinctively affectionate towards those who feed them. But these cubs could already distinguish that Zhao Yi “was human,” and humans, here, were considered absolutely inferior beings.

Some demonic beast must have taught them things early on, and they actually managed to learn.

Zhao Yi bent down and looked under the baby beds. Hidden beneath were many more demonic beast cubs.

They were even smarter, seeming to know that something had changed outside and that he wasn’t one of them, nor was he there to deliver food, so they had begun to conceal themselves early.

One cub, completely white with large eyes, of an indiscernible species, was clutching two dolls, curled up in a corner, carefully watching Zhao Yi.

Its watery, big eyes looked very cute, and the two doll toys in its arms were even cuter, as they were actually two girl dolls.

To prevent them from being played with too roughly too soon, they had even been specially sewn and reinforced.

Zhao Yi smiled at it.

It also smiled at Zhao Yi.

It understood flattery, which was not easy.

Because Zhao Yi could see the contempt in its eyes, deep in its bones.

A demonic beast cub that could act.

Zhao Yi straightened up and continued further inside.

Perhaps to cultivate the next generation of demonic beasts’ vigilance towards humans early on, many baby beds had toys made of human skin and bones, and teething sticks made from human bodies.

Zhao Yi’s face was expressionless.

But when Zhao Yi reached the second section, his expression finally began to twitch.

This area was much simpler than the previous one.

Stone beds were lined up there.

Lying on the beds were boys and girls.

They were naked, their entire bodies pierced by soul nails, held firmly in place.

Above each stone bed hung a stalactite, continuously dripping a white-tinged-red liquid onto them, used to sustain their lives.

All of them were immobile.

Unable to turn over, unable to lift their heads, unable to scratch an itch… and even, because their mouths were also nailed, they couldn’t speak.

This reminded Zhao Yi of his own childhood.

When he was young, affected by the Cleft of Life and Death, he suffered from severe rickets, unable to get out of bed or walk. Even turning over or trying to sit up required Old Tian’s careful support.

At an age when he should have been most lively, he lived like a puddle of mud.

This had always been a shadow in Zhao Yi’s heart. Although it was no longer a crack in his state of mind, whenever he recalled it, he would subconsciously frown.

And here, there were countless children whose suffering was far worse than his childhood, and there were so many of them!

Their eyes could move, and normally no one would come in here. So when Zhao Yi, “this person,” entered, the children’s gazes all fell upon him.

There was curiosity, scrutiny, joy, happiness…

When suffering and torment become a norm, those who haven’t been driven mad or killed have long adapted to it.

Seeing a “person” who looked very much like themselves naturally elicited emotions.

But these gazes, falling on Zhao Yi, brought a burning pain.

He had never considered himself a good person, nor was he associated with kindness. In the rumors of the martial world, he was even portrayed as someone who disowned all relatives and defied all principles.

Yet, facing this scene, Zhao Yi’s breathing became difficult.

The demonic beast cubs outside must have been of very high and pure bloodlines. Correspondingly, inside here must have been the children of the Yu family’s core descendants and talented children selected from ordinary “pigs.”

They didn’t need to grow up, so they didn’t need to move. They only needed to be fixed here, allowing their souls to mature.

Then, their souls would be extracted and given to the demonic beast cubs outside to consume, allowing the cubs to grow faster and seize their talents.

The Yu Miaomiao encountered in Lijiang had a legitimate Yu family young lady inside her.

It was likely that the young lady had been in such a state for many years before her death.

Zhao Yi walked over to a little girl. As he approached her, her sparse eyebrows curved into crescent moons.

After an examination, Zhao Yi discovered a cruel truth: these children could no longer be saved.

If there had only been one soul nail, pulling it out might have offered a chance to mend and restore their souls, a gamble for survival.

But these numerous soul nails had already pierced their souls, leaving them riddled with holes.

There was simply no hope of saving them; pulling out any single nail would only further shatter their souls, leaving the remaining fragments clinging to other soul nails.

Their ultimate fate was likely for the demonic beast cubs to come to the beds and swallow their broken souls whole, ensuring that their incomplete souls wouldn’t backfire on the demonic beasts, their masters.

The demonic beasts who had risen to power as rebels spared no effort in preventing the Yu family’s resurgence.

“Ding ding ding… ding ding ding… ding ding ding…”

The sound of wind chimes.

On the stone beds, all the children closed their eyes.

Next, all the stone beds began to tremble, and each soul nail started to rotate.

The sound of wind chimes, it must have rung countless times a day. Each time it rang, it signaled the beginning of a torture, meant to temper the strength of their souls.

There was no sound, yet Zhao Yi felt as if he heard countless agonizing cries.

Finally, the movement stopped.

Everyone opened their eyes again, one by one, and looked at Zhao Yi, but this time, there was no curiosity or happiness in their eyes, only numbness.

Presumably, only in the short interval before the next chime rang could they recover a little self-emotion from the previous round of pain, but this also meant the next chime was approaching.

Zhao Yi took a deep breath and spread his right hand.

There was no room for salvation, so he could only give them release.

Pulling out the nails and destroying the beds would make them endure many more rounds of pain, and furthermore, the remaining souls clinging to the nails would have to be completely purged.

Zhao Yi knew that a great upheaval was still to come for the Yu family, but he also knew that if he didn’t resolve this here, it would likely remain this way forever.

Even if this place collapsed or sank, they would still have to endure the torment under the confinement of the soul nails.

The Ming family’s “Soul Burning and Heart Cleansing Art” was the most suitable technique to grant them a quick release.

He had already passed this technique to the Li family via the squirrel.

The technique hadn’t yet been reviewed or corrected by the Li family, so he had only briefly studied it during this time and hadn’t dared to attempt it even once.

A ball of white flame appeared in Zhao Yi’s palm.

After its appearance, despite there being no wind, the flame swayed violently, as if it could extinguish at any moment.

Learning the same technique, the Li family member would certainly master it faster than he could.

Given the same amount of time, Zhao Yi believed that the Li family member would be able to control this flame with effortless skill.

Fortunately, at this moment, he didn’t need to worry about details; what he needed to do was set a wildfire.

The white flames were released, sweeping out from Zhao Yi as their center.

The flames melted their souls, but they felt no pain. Instead, wisps of joyous soul emotions surged towards Zhao Yi.

Through the Cleft of Life and Death, it was as if one could see figures finally leaping off their beds, and faces beaming with smiles.

After everything became quiet, Zhao Yi clapped his hands and straightened his clothes.

Since entering the Yu family ancestral home, he hadn’t experienced any battles, so his clothes were still clean and dry.

Now,

He could go out.

Liang Yan: “The boss is out.”

Liang Li: “The boss’s clothes…”

Zhao Yi’s clothes were covered in fresh bloodstains.

“How’s A-Jing?”

“Yi-ge, I’m still conscious.” Chen Jing, who had had a moment to catch his breath, had temporarily stabilized his mind.

Zhao Yi patted Chen Jing’s head: “Don’t deliberately push yourself too hard.”

Chen Jing: “Yi-ge, I’m not. I can still eat.”

Zhao Yi hesitated, then nodded: “Then let’s go. The smell of blood is heavier over there, there should be something big.”

Everyone moved together as before, a unified team.

Following the scent of blood, they arrived at a semi-circular opening from which water continuously flowed.

This was likely the Yu family ancestral home’s sewer. The ancestral home had many scenic lakes and rivers, and drainage systems would naturally have been considered during construction.

Zhao Yi poked his head in. It was pitch black inside, and he couldn’t tell how deep it was, but the smell of blood was indeed emanating from there.

“Let’s go in.”

Xu Ming walked at the very front, Zhao Yi walked with his hand on Chen Jing’s shoulder, and the Liang sisters walked at the back.

As they went deeper, they found large chunks of demonic beast flesh, suggesting a severely injured demonic beast had hidden here before dying.

Zhao Yi: “Stay vigilant, be prepared, it might not be completely dead yet.”

After proceeding for a while longer, the scent of blood grew even stronger.

Zhao Yi raised his hand: “Stop.”

Except for Zhao Yi, everyone else was facing the still deep and dark front.

Zhao Yi: “Not ahead, to the side. Xu Ming, set up the stakes!”

Xu Ming immediately pressed his hands against the side wall, and branches quickly grew, densely blocking off the area in front of him.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

The trembling sound became more and more distinct, then gradually grew louder, turning into “Thump thump thump!”

Zhao Yi: “It’s a big one. Everyone, pay attention to your defenses, spread out!”

“Boom!”

A large section of the side wall collapsed, instantly destroying Xu Ming’s defenses. A gigantic creature, with only one eye and a broken body, crashed out forcefully.

It was unknown how long it had charged or burrowed, but when its last bit of life force was finally drained, it stopped and died.

Zhao Yi stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, and pulled up Chen Jing, who was in front of him.

When the collision happened, this kid had actually stepped in front of him.

“Are you alright?”

“Yi-ge, I’m fine.”

The Liang sisters dug Xu Ming out of the earth and rocks. Xu Ming was bleeding a lot, but his injuries weren’t too serious.

Overall, the five of them were in good shape. It wasn’t that the creature hadn’t hit hard enough, but rather that it had crashed through into another underground hollow area.

If it had truly dragged them along while burrowing underground, Zhao Yi might have been able to resist due to his dragon-skin body, but the others would have been in serious trouble.

Chen Jing walked up to the demonic beast in front of him. It was a massive pangolin with remaining golden scales on its body.

“Yi-ge, I’m going to start eating!”

“Slap!”

Zhao Yi reached out and slapped Chen Jing’s head.

“Don’t rush, look over there.”

Chen Jing turned his head to look.

The Liang sisters took out their respective soft swords and daggers. With a slight flick, their weapons glowed, illuminating the front.

Suddenly, a majestic snow wolf appeared before them.

The Liang sisters immediately switched to battle readiness and retreated.

Zhao Yi: “Don’t be scared, it’s not alive.”

The sisters then stopped, exchanging glances, both seeing terror in the other’s eyes.

They wouldn’t be afraid of normal demonic beasts, not even great demons.

But the snow wolf illuminated moments ago had an incredibly astonishing presence. Their first reaction was that they likely wouldn’t be able to withstand even a single claw.

Zhao Yi: “A-Li, you have many daggers. Keep one set, and throw the rest out for illumination.”

Liang Li: “Yes.”

One by one, temporarily “blessed” daggers were thrown out. Although far from enough to illuminate everything underground, they at least revealed a small corner.

One figure, two figures, three figures…

One after another, demonic beasts were sealed here after death, maintaining their posture from life, exuding a terrifying pressure, as if they were truly still alive.

These demonic beasts were vastly different from the living and dead demonic beasts encountered outside.

In fact, comparing them to those outside would be an insult to them.

Chen Jing was stunned, his eyes wide open.

“Yi-ge, these are…”

“They are the companion demonic beasts of the Yu family’s Dragon Kings throughout the generations.”

Inside the Yu family ancestral temple.

The little yellow dog’s paw lightly scratched Diting’s head, which was beneath it.

The black cloud above Yu Dibei’s head had faded significantly, replaced by a completely dark cloud above Ming Yuwan’s head.

It was almost time for the next step.

The little yellow dog got off Diting.

Diting stood up, barking continuously: “Woof woof woof!”

The little yellow dog wagged its tail indifferently. It knew that many people had gathered outside the ancestral temple, but it didn’t care.

It wanted excitement. Today, the Yu family ancestral home must be lively; it needed to be properly celebrated.

The little yellow dog walked to Yu Dibei.

Yu Dibei’s eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady, meaning he was absorbing his memories very well.

The little yellow dog nodded in satisfaction, then turned its head to look at the Yu family’s offering table.

It was probably because the misfortune qi that originally entangled the Yu family had been transferred to the Ming family, that the candles on the Yu family’s offering table were now much brighter than before, and the golden names on the spirit tablets also possessed more imposing presence.

The little yellow dog walked towards the back courtyard of the ancestral temple.

Diting carried Yu Dibei on its back, following closely.

The back courtyard of the Yu family ancestral temple was once the Yu family’s council hall.

Lights blazed on both sides, and layers of steps stretched straight upwards.

However, what was once the symbol of the Yu family’s highest authority was now covered with corpses. Every step was full, piled high like a mountain of bodies, impossible to climb without stepping on them, even for a dog.

The little yellow dog, familiar with the route, climbed the human steps to the highest point.

Here, there was a majestic long chair with a carved dragon.

Only successive Yu family patriarchs were qualified to sit in this position.

At this moment, someone was already seated there.

He bowed his head, his hands clasped.

When you looked directly at him, your vision would even experience a sense of distortion, and an extremely strong unreality, as if he shouldn’t exist in this world.

“Drip… drip… drip…”

Drops of corpse fluid fell from his body, but each drop, after falling, would quickly evaporate into black mist, not accumulating below, nor even leaving any trace.

Diting placed Yu Dibei on the middle steps, beneath which were thick layers of corpses.

The little yellow dog jumped onto the chair, then climbed onto the man’s shoulder. It closed its dog eyes.

The next moment, the man slowly raised his head, his eyes opening to reveal a grayish haze.

He stood up, left the chair, and walked down the steps.

With each step, a faint rumble of thunder vibrated.

The man stopped a short distance from Yu Dibei.

He first looked at Diting, who instinctively cowered on the ground in fear, then immediately realized what it should do and scrambled out of there.

The man withdrew his gaze, raised his hand, and slowly reached towards his chest.

All things, no matter what glory they once achieved, will eventually fall into decay.

This body was no exception.

Although it was still powerful, it was already rotten beyond recognition.

Before today, Heaven had treated him extremely harshly.

“Crack…”

The man’s hand pierced his own chest. It was already hollow inside, but a trickle of red blood still flowed out slowly, dripping onto the ground.

His blood seemed like a flame, instantly “igniting” all the Yu family corpses here. Their blood first began to slowly boil, then gradually rose upwards.

Their existence was merely a catalyst, to transfer this tiny bit of the man’s blood to Yu Dibei, who sat there with closed eyes.

Diting reached the top of the Yu family ancestral temple, opened its mouth, and let out a howl.

In an instant, terrifying and bizarre auras awakened at various sealed locations throughout the Yu family ancestral home!

Inside the ancestral home, both the old and young were startled.

The spirit tablets of the Yu family’s past Dragon Kings on the ancestral temple’s offering table began to shake violently.

In the pool of blood in the council hall, that drop of blood finally reached Yu Dibei, merging into his body.

The little yellow dog jumped down from the man’s shoulder.

What did a decaying body matter?

Today, I have found a brand new, young one!

The little yellow dog came before Yu Dibei, looking up at his face.

Yu Dibei’s eyelids began to tremble, and two lines of bloody tears overflowed from his eyes.

The little yellow dog extended its paw and gently pressed Yu Dibei’s hand.

This scene was often captured in its memory, constantly replayed.

Back then, it and he experienced life and death countless times. Each time, he protected it until the end, so it always woke up first.

It would always come before the heavily wounded him, licking his face, gently pressing his chest, watching him, waiting for him to awaken.

The little yellow dog extended its paw, pulling out the silver coin hidden within the flesh of its chest, ignoring the bloody mess on its own chest, solely to let this silver coin swing freely around its neck.

In truth, the little yellow dog had always been able to speak, but it had never uttered a word to Yu Dibei, despite following him for so long.

Today, as Yu Dibei’s eyes opened once more, it finally spoke:

“Master, you’re awake?”