Chapter 341

Ying Mu was terrified, her voice trembling.

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Let’s protect Bing’er first.”

Ying Xu Liang forced himself to stay calm, suddenly recalling something.

“Bing’er, Xiao Mo, come here!”

“Uncle Ying?”

Seeing that Li Mo didn’t seem scared, Ying Xu Liang continued:

“The statue of our ancestor is hollow in the middle. I used to crawl inside to play with Li Ge when I was little.”

“Later, the clan elder moved the statue and blocked the entrance at the back.”

“We’ll move the entrance out of the way, and you take Bing’er inside. No matter what happens outside, you mustn’t come out! Not even if you hear our voices, unless your father comes, understood?”

“You’re a little man now. If we’re not around, you have to take good care of her…”

With that, the couple hurried to the statue, straining together.

The statue was heavy, and neither of them had trained in martial arts, so it took all their effort just to shift it a little.

And clearly,

The statue was too big for an adult to enter.

“Uncle Ying…”

Li Mo clenched his fists, finally understanding how Bing’er had survived that night.

She had been stuffed into the ancestor’s statue by her parents.

A wave of helplessness washed over him.

Even in a dream, even if this had already happened, he wished he could change it all.

“Oi! Old thing!”

Little Li Mo suddenly stepped forward, his clear voice ringing out.

The Nian Beast: “?”

“Damn it!”

Li Mo’s words were like thunder.

“???”

The Nian Beast fell silent.

Everyone present was momentarily stunned.

Seriously? You’re provoking it now?

What a reckless father you are.

The Nian Beast squinted, not wanting to pay attention to this little brat. After all, everyone here was destined to die; it was just a matter of time.

“A little brat with a dirty mouth…”

“In a dark grave with no food, you must have eaten your own poop.”

“?”

“Other auspicious beasts are revered as deities, and you’ve fallen to the point of eating poop. Don’t you feel ashamed enough to want to die? I’m asking you.”

“I’ll kill you!”

Perhaps struck by a nerve, the black Nian Beast looked furious, its malevolent aura surging. It seemed ready to devour little Li Mo first.

But what it didn’t expect was that the boy didn’t run toward the light; instead, he dashed toward the nearby window.

That’s right!

Li Mo’s plan was to lead the Nian Beast to crash into the void!

And the void was the back door of the Ying family ancestral hall, a place only the clan elders could enter. Clearly, Ying Bing had never been inside!

There was no light from the ancestor’s statue there; he had to act fast…

“Roar!”

A sudden roar echoed in his ears, followed by a fierce wind. Just as Li Mo was about to reach the back door, a massive figure blocked his path.

It perfectly sealed off the entrance.

Li Mo had to stop in his tracks.

The black Nian Beast’s foul saliva dripped from its jagged teeth, hitting the ground and releasing wisps of smoke.

In its eyes burned not just rage but a deep, greedy desire!

The dark tide surrounding it surged forward, threatening to engulf Li Mo’s small figure.

Li Mo clenched his fists, staring defiantly at the beast.

Just a little more…

It’s so cold; I haven’t felt this cold in ages… This is clearly a dream, so why does it feel so real?

Wait.

Li Mo realized the chill was coming from his shoulder, accompanied by a familiar fragrance.

This sensation was all too familiar—soft jade and warmth…

He looked up and found himself gazing at the ethereal beauty of the Cold Fairy, her face as serene as frost.

It wasn’t little Bing’er.

It was the Cold Fairy.

She looked down at little Li Mo:

“Such a small one… so cute?”

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Chapter 373: Awakening from the Dream

The cold wind rustled the grass curtains of the ancestral hall, stirring the moonlight into shimmering patterns.

In front of the back door, little Li Mo looked up at Ying Bing, dressed in a flowing black gown, her hair cascading like silk, her eyes shimmering with a mysterious light. She looked like a fairy who had just descended from the bright moon.

Why did Bing’er suddenly wake up?

But it’s good that she’s awake… Just as little Li was starting to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt something was off.

Such a small one… so cute…

Had she really just woken up?

Did she remember what had happened before?

The light of the Taiyin (太阴, "Great Yin") suddenly surged, bathing the ancestral hall in a silvery glow, transforming it into a bright, silver day. Where the moonlight touched, the fierce forms of the tomb-guarding beasts were frozen in place.

Even the Nian Beast was no exception, turning into a lifelike silver statue, except its eyes could still move, now filled with terror instead of malice.

But Ying Bing didn’t look at it; instead, she turned her gaze back.

“Bing’er…”

Beside the ancestor’s statue, Ying Xu Liang and Ying Mu stared in awe at the graceful figure.

The girl in the painting, alongside their daughter’s small form, seemed to merge reality and dreams at this moment.

A complex expression crossed the couple’s faces, which then transformed into relief and joy.

“So we… are already dead. This is a dream…”

“Our daughter has grown up healthy and strong, hahaha, that’s enough…”

As the words fell, silver light began to emanate from their bodies. Like the other members of the Ying family, their forms seemed to merge into the moonlight, disappearing from sight.

Reality was the end of the dream.

They were about to vanish along with the dream.

“You… you actually woke up already?!”

“Only ten years, and you’ve come this far! You…”

Cracks appeared in the light surrounding the black Nian Beast. Its head had already broken free, incredulity etched on its face.

Hmm?

Li Mo leaned back slightly, a small question mark popping up in his mind.

Ten years?

He keenly caught those two words.

This Nian Beast knew that Bing’er was dreaming, and it even knew it was her ten years later?

How could a disaster beast existing in a dream say such a thing?

Unless…

A thunderbolt flashed through Li Mo’s mind as he recalled what Zou Yongfeng had mentioned about seeing a shadow in the Ying family’s old residence.

This Nian Beast was from the outside world!?

So Fengzi didn’t see wrong that day!

This Nian Beast, like him, had used special means to slip into someone else’s dream. No wonder its first reaction upon seeing him was shock; it clearly hadn’t expected to see him here!

The Nian Beast didn’t begin to dissipate as the dream started to end.

This was the best evidence!

“Crack—”

Suddenly, the light around the Nian Beast shattered, exploding into a shower of sparkling fragments.

It realized that the girl before it was no longer the little girl from ten years ago, but even more than that.

This ability to wield the Taiyin, even in a dream, was not something a mere observer could possess; otherwise, it wouldn’t be so weak even in someone else’s dream.

Li Mo saw the black Nian Beast’s form turn into a gust of wind, rolling back toward the void of the dream.

Buzz—

A sword’s cry rang out.

Suddenly, a sword shadow emerged from the Taiyin, faster than the black Nian Beast, even faster than Li Mo could comprehend.

It felt almost absurdly quick.

As if the sword had just appeared, and in the next moment, it had already struck out. What seemed to happen just now felt like it had occurred long ago.

It was as if a single strike had unleashed a thousand blows all at once.

This sword seemed to emerge from the cracks of time itself.

“Ahhh!!”

The Nian Beast let out a wail, its black mist swirling around it, as the sword, resembling a shadow from the moon, pierced through its body.

“You were looking for me, and I was looking for you too.”

Accompanied by the girl’s voice.

Li Mo saw the sword light bloom amidst the black mist.

Beautiful and cold, sharp and fierce.

“How could I perish in a dream!”

The black Nian Beast’s desperate roar echoed through the ancestral hall.

The wounds inflicted by the sword emitted wisps of black malevolence, yet when they met the sword light wrapped in moonlight, they were utterly crushed.

…..

In the outside world.

In reality.

On a moonless, windy night, the sky finally cleared a bit, and the moon, hidden behind the clouds, slowly became clearer.

Moonlight illuminated the ruins of the Ying family’s old residence, casting light on the dilapidated ancestral hall.

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