Free Web NovelChapter 1368: Chapter 428: Yan Jiu and Little Jiu Nian
That speck of light seemed both near and far.
Little Jiu Nian wasn’t sure how long he had been crawling.
But just as his hand was about to touch that glimmering point,
a demon wind strong enough to destroy everything swept through.
Little Jiu Nian only felt his body, like a leaf blown off by the autumn wind, suddenly sucked into that unknown flash of light.
Uncertain of how much time had passed, Little Jiu Nian’s consciousness gradually returned.
He struggled to support himself up.
His eyes felt as if they had been mixed with a lot of sand, and he couldn’t open them.
The pain in his body and his increasingly clear consciousness made Little Jiu Nian realize he was not dead yet.
Had he luckily found the entrance to the Demon World and managed to dodge the Jade-faced Jackal?
Finally, he opened his eyes.
But the scene before him turned Little Jiu Nian’s face instantly pale.
Not far away, more than a dozen Jade-faced Jackals were staring at him menacingly.
Suddenly, a sharp pain emanated from his chest as the front paw of a Jade-faced Jackal pierced into Little Jiu Nian’s chest.
Apparently, it wasn’t just Little Jiu Nian who was swept into the Demon World, but these Jade-faced Jackals too.
The sturdy Jade-faced Jackal let out a victorious cheer.
It raised the struggling Little Jiu Nian high above its head, uttering sounds only understood by demon beasts, seemingly discussing how to divide this tough little fellow.
"Let... go of me."
Little Jiu Nian struggled, but when his fist hit the body of the Jade-faced Jackal demon beast, it was like scratching an itch.
The Jade-faced Jackals burst into even more unrestrained laughter.
The laughter in Little Jiu Nian’s ears was more unbearable than killing him.
Hatred and unwillingness, like boiling water, wave after wave, overwhelmed Little Jiu Nian’s consciousness.
Inside his body, the blood in his veins started to freeze, and lines like eerie ravines appeared on his once tender face.
One after another, as if infinite strength was injected into his originally frail arms.
From nowhere, Little Jiu Nian found the strength and gripped the head of the Jade-faced Jackal.
His throat rolled as he let out a terrifying howl.
The laughter of the arrogant Jade-faced Jackals suddenly ceased.
Bang—
A Blood Arrow shot up, piercing the sky.
The head of the Jade-faced Jackal holding Little Jiu Nian was torn off by Little Jiu Nian’s brute force.
The faces of the dozen Jade-faced Jackals showed a momentary flicker of terror.
The small figure in front gasped for breath.
In his arms, he held a bloody jackal head, and his eyes, once beautiful like glass beads, now floated with a haze of murderous intent like a Blood Mist.
"Die."
A terrible killing intent seeped from the childlike voice, as Little Jiu Nian raised his hand, blood pearls dripping from his fingertips.
The Jade-faced Jackals cringed, unexpectedly cowering before a mere child with insignificant strength.
A realization dawned on them when they were about to cross the threshold.
The Jade-faced Jackals were enraged.
Awhooo—
They lunged forward, wanting to tear apart the throat of this arrogant little ghost with their overwhelming bloodthirsty aura.
They wished to ensure this little ghost’s body would never be found.
Despite knowing it was impossible to fend off the Jade-faced Jackals’ onslaught, Little Jiu Nian did not give up.
He clenched his fists tightly, refusing to let go.
His mouth curved into a proud smile.
"Whatever happens, treacherous father, your son hasn’t disgraced you."
"Managed to take down dozens of Jade-faced Jackals on my own..."
"Heh~"
A light sigh, like a carefree chuckle,
was like a drop of cold water suddenly dropped into hot oil.
At that moment, the Jade-faced Jackals, ready to kill Little Jiu Nian, froze as if hit by an immobilization charm.
They felt something behind them, staring intently.
The gaze was faint yet held immense intimidation, causing the Jade-faced Jackals not to move an inch.
Neither Little Jiu Nian nor the Jade-faced Jackals had noticed anyone (or any other demon beast) around them till now.
Little Jiu Nian didn’t sense any living presence.
"Ignorant junior, how dare you disturb my peace, scram!"
The voice was clear and cold, but as it spoke, it was undeniable, exploding in the ears of the Jade-faced Jackals, whose knees buckled, leg bones shattered, forcing them to kneel.
They felt as if a weak chicken choked, struggling to breathe, seemingly doomed to slaughter in the next moment.
It was the oppressive might of the Superior, unchallengeable, omnipresent, covering the sky and earth.
Even as High-grade demon beasts, the Jade-faced Jackals dared not defy it; they scrambled away like ants, not daring to look back, quickly disappearing from Little Jiu Nian’s sight.
Little Jiu Nian blinked hard, then pinched himself fiercely.
Until the pain hit, Little Jiu Nian confirmed it was not an Illusion Realm.
He didn’t have to die.
Did all the Jade-faced Jackals run away?
"Hey—who’s there, thank you for saving me, huh."
Little Jiu Nian looked around, seeing no trace of anyone.
Once free from the threat of Life and Death, Little Jiu Nian finally had the mind to examine his surroundings.
Was this the Demon World?
In the sunlight, it spread like a plush carpet of grass.
Unknown demon world wildflowers bloomed brightly.
The fearsome demon wind had disappeared, now blowing gently like the spring breeze of Qing Province Continent.
Apart from sparse vegetation and few inhabitants, this vast area resembling a mountain meadow seemed no different from the Qing Province Continent.
But nothing more was visible as far as the eye could see. After the Jade-faced Jackals vanished, Little Jiu Nian saw no other living person’s presence.
The mysterious voice had also disappeared.
It was as if snow had melted under the sunlight, thoroughly gone.
Little Jiu Nian hesitated, his wounds still hurt but the bleeding had stopped. He knew he should be searching for Chi Chi at this moment.
Yet his feet felt nailed to the ground, refusing to leave this area.
A voice inside compelled him, driving Little Jiu Nian to find the trace of that mysterious person.
"I know you’re still here, why won’t you speak?"
Little Jiu Nian’s voice echoed across the open meadow.
The laughter did not return, replaced instead by a sound of impatient dismissal.
"Darn ghosts, such a nagging little ghost. Had I known, I wouldn’t have saved you on a whim."
"Brat, don’t be an eyesore, get lost like those demon beasts, or I’ll eat you."
Assuming such a stern rebuke would scare off the child.
Unexpectedly, Little Jiu Nian’s eyes lit up, as he smartly moved a few steps in the direction of the voice.
"How old are you?"
The voice was silent for a long time, hesitating for a moment before speaking.
"I... should be around six hundred years old."
"Then you really can’t kill me, or it would be bullying the young. My mother said the most shameful is when men bully women, and adults bully children."
As Little Jiu Nian spoke, he had already pinpointed the source of the voice and quickly walked over.
