Ye Siyuan startled awake and leaped from the bed. In her panic, she didn’t even bother with slippers as she rushed to the side of the completely composed Su Chaoyang.
Her trembling voice betrayed her terror. Indeed, no one could remain calm at the sight of a woman who had been dead for so ti.
So, had Bai Qingshui truly beco a Malicious Ghost, to haunt her every night?
Ye Siyuan felt a chill run down her spine.
The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, sensed his aunt’s nervousness. His soft, childish voice, imbued with a powerful strength that could calm the heart, said, "Auntie, don’t be scared. With Baby here, no one can hurt you. If anyone dares to harm you, Baby will turn her to ashes."
Ye Siyuan looked down at the Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, who exuded a serene aura. For so reason, she saw shades of her sister-in-law in the child’s expression.
They didn’t look alike, but that confident and serene deanor was exactly the sa.
Was it an illusion?
A strange thought popped into her head—This child, being her sister-in-law and older brother’s flesh and blood, must have inherited his mother’s expressions!
The Malicious Ghost, Bai Qingshui, continued to howl mournfully. Her voice was growing weaker, and she was about to be turned to ash, when suddenly...
A fierce, demonic wind swept in from outside the window!
The wind was overwhelmingly powerful, forcibly breaking through the impregnable wall of light and whisking away Bai Qingshui, who was monts from being burnt to ash.
"Don’t run!"
The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, was infuriated. He grabbed a handful of Talisman Paper from his sleeve and threw them out the window, constantly reciting an Incantation, hoping to stop them. But in an instant, the demonic wind had vanished into the distance. Only the weakened yet indignant voice of the Malicious Ghost, Bai Qingshui, remained, echoing, "You just wait! I won’t let you go!"
The Little Daoist scrambled onto the windowsill, intending to jump out and give chase.
Ye Siyuan was terrified. She quickly hugged Su Chaoyang, saying, "Baby, you can’t jump; it’s too dangerous. Let it go, don’t chase her."
The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, huffed heavily. "No Malicious Ghost has ever escaped from Baby’s hands! Baby will tear her to pieces!"
"You’re already very formidable."
Ye Siyuan feared for his safety; after all, he was just a child, about the sa age as Xiaobai.
"But Baby hasn’t avenged Auntie yet! When Baby says sothing, Baby absolutely cannot go back on Baby’s word!"
He had promised to turn the Malicious Ghost that bullied his aunt into ashes, and Baby was determined to fulfill that promise. Otherwise, Baby will feel awful! Hmph, Baby won’t even be able to enjoy ice cream!
But that demonic wind was so strong; its cultivation wasn’t shallow.
The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, said, "It’s all because Baby underestimated the enemy. Auntie, don’t worry, Baby will definitely catch them!"
Ye Siyuan consoled him, "Don’t put too much pressure on yourself."
Stomping his little chubby legs in a huff, the Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, walked away. He waved his plump little arms as he went, saying, "Auntie, goodnight."
"Goodnight, Baby."
Ye Siyuan thought Su Chaoyang had gone to the next room to sleep, but the still-pouting Su Chaoyang stealthily slipped out of the palace’s West Garden and made his way to the South Garden.
No matter what, Baby has to succeed at sothing tonight! Otherwise, Baby will be too upset to sleep!
Having failed to exact revenge for his aunt, Su Chaoyang set his sights on his grandfather.
At this mont, Ye Xinguang and Ye Junqing were both asleep, and the palace’s South Garden was enveloped in silence.
Su Chaoyang scurried through the darkness. CREAK! He pushed open the bedroom door and silently entered. He walked to the bedside, pulled out a Talisman Paper, and THWACK! He slapped it onto the blanket, his soft, childish voice reciting, "Tianfeng Sect disciple! Great Demon-Slaying Immortal! Banish demons, vanquish evil! By urgent decree, reveal yourself!"
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