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"My dear nephew, Yue, you've grown up, hehe." With a charming smile, I had to admit that Siyimo's beauty was enough to make anyone jealous.
"I have nothing to do with you."
"What do you mean by that? When you were little, you treated me coldly, but you loved to chase after me calling me aunt. Have you forgotten?"
"You are mistaken. I only have one aunt, Silver Star. You are a remnant of the demon clan."
Who is Silver Star? I've never heard of her...
"Silver Star is me. We have always been the same person."
"Heh, Aunt Silver Star is kind and gentle, pitying all living beings. Everyone who has seen her praises her; how can a monster like you compare?"
"In fact, Silver Star should not exist within the Three Realms. I created a new identity to escape my seal and be reborn. The day she went mad was the day I, Siyimo, completely awakened."
"Siyimo, Silver Star is dead, and you are no longer my aunt. You kill the innocent and incite chaos in the Underworld. Now you want to dominate the Underworld and devour the Three Realms? That’s enough for you to die countless times!"
"Hehe, I indeed deserve to die, but you are not qualified to kill me."
"Let's get acquainted today." A rebellious figure stepped forward, his voice significantly lower.
"Perfect. I'll eliminate all of you little ones caught in my net at once," Siyimo said with a smile.
"Siyimo, answer me one question," I spoke up.
Siyimo raised an eyebrow, her expression dismissive.
"Your Soul Energy is strong, but if I'm not mistaken, it hasn't reached its peak state yet. I can understand your eagerness to eliminate us completely. However, how do you know our whereabouts? Everything seems so coincidental."
"Haha, ahahaha, hahahaha..." Siyimo lightly covered her mouth, but her laughter was not genuine; it carried a hint of desolation.
Her gaze swept across my face, and I sensed a trace of—jealousy?
What is going on?
"Xi Meng, don't ask, don't ask!" Silver Moon pulled my arm, holding me tightly as if trying to protect me with all her strength.
I quietly leaned against Silver Moon's chest, my hands hanging limply. It felt as if the story was already reaching its conclusion, and we were each following the path laid out by fate, step by step towards—
But I couldn't imagine that the one orchestrating all of this was that person—
Perhaps I was wrong—
No, I dared not think any further…
"What’s wrong? Afraid she’ll find out?" Siyimo resumed her hypocritical facade, smiling.
"Siyimo!"
"Hehe, don’t worry, he didn’t come. After all, that little girl is also—"
"Enough." The Wild Ghost growled.
"Ah, my dear child, have you missed me?" Siyimo looked at the Wild Ghost, her expression softening considerably.
"Put away your false affection."
"I am your mother, dear child."
"I am merely your weapon."
"Child, as long as you come to me, mother will not harm you in the slightest."
"Dream on. I only have one mother, and it’s not you!"
"Silverfall, I really wasted so much time raising you. As soon as you regained your memory, you turned against me and forgot who taught you all your skills!" Siyimo said.
"I have never lost my memory; it was merely a delaying tactic."
So, the Wild Ghost is Silvermoon’s brother, Silverfall, the boy who was rumored to be dead but whose body was never found. He was adopted by Siyimo and later became a weapon. If the Wild Ghost truly lost his memory, with his identity and appearance, it indeed turns out to be another malicious scheme.
"Is this how grateful you are for my nurturing?"
"I will repay you in full today."
"Good, very good. You can die together with them. I, Siyimo, never raise useless trash that doesn't recognize its master."
The beautiful Demon Abyss now resembled a cold battlefield, with a breeze lifting the hem of clothing and exuding a strong aura of death. Is it really coming to an end here?
...
"Mosang, I need to trouble you this time." I whispered as I released Mosang. "If things go badly, remember to leave before you can no longer protect yourself."
"Am I that useless?!" Mosang rubbed his nose, looking disheveled.
"I just don't want another innocent person—"
"Enough, she is here."
I was taken aback and followed Mosang's gaze to see White Soul.
"At least I can protect the one she loves until death."
"...Mosang."
I turned to look at everyone; they were all ready. I held Silvermoon's hand tightly and nodded firmly.
With you and me.
"Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've laughed this happily. Are you all still eager to seek death?" Siyimo said.
"Some things, some emotions you will never understand. This time, I won't admit that we failed. The mistake was trusting the wrong person," I said.
"Who says I don't understand?!" I didn't know what I had said to provoke Siyimo, but she glared at me.
"Xi Meng, even if we fail this time, we must make them pay a heavy price. Besides, we are not that weak," Silver Moon said with a smile.
"That's right."
"Exactly!"
"Alright, I'll make sure they come and go without return!"
"Good!"
"Give it our all."
...
"Wait, I'm coming with you."
Looking at the newcomer, I was shocked. How could it be him?
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