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Chapter 1288 – Return Home
Huan Qing Yan did not want to meet Little Treasure as well. Worried that Little Treasure would become afraid, despising and abandoning her like Ji Mo Ya. Saying words that would make her feel as though she has fallen into the most bottomless abyss…
Little Treasure. Mother will make it up for you in the next life. Farewell.
“Little Yan?
“Little Yan, wake up…”
“Little Yan, time for us to go home!”
“Little Yan. Please restore your five senses…”
“Little Yan, wake up. I will bring you home…”
……
Does she have a home?
She did not have a home!
Huan Qing Yan had been an orphan all along; the Huan Family of Hanging Cloud that she stayed with, was not her home. It was the same for Surging Wave Academia as well. Humanity was also not her home. She has always been wandering, still roaming, ever alone…
“Little Yan. Come home with me, to our home. We are demons, the lands of humans are not for us. Even if you want to die, your death should be in the Demon Lands…”
Huan Qing Yan felt a fuzziness in her mind…
Demon Lands?
Right! She is a Greater Demon! Even if she was to die, she must return to the Demon Lands and die there! What if Little Treasure encounters her if she dies in the land of Humans?
“Little Yan, I am Bai Chen Feng. I told you before. No matter when. I will always come and find you… Everyone may have given up on you, but I will never give up on you. Little Yan, wake up…”
……
Bai Chen Feng? Huan Qing Yan felt her heart calmed slightly.
She slowly opened her heavy eyelids.
Her vision was a blur.
“Little Yan, you are finally awake. That’s great. Little Yan, you have done really well. There is no need to hurry, take as much time as you need to adapt…”
Bai Chen Feng was in his lion form. His fur was smooth and silky while his gentle expression was filled with surprise as he tenderly combed through her feathers.
Huan Qing Yan pushed her body up with much difficulty. The injuries on her body were gently cleaned by Bai Chen Feng’s large tongue, some of them has started to form scabs.
“Bai Chen Feng, am I dreaming…” her voice was still in the form of bird cries.
However, Bai Chen Feng understood her. He used his giant head and nuzzled her, “This is not a dream. Little Yan, I am here to bring you home.”
They were communicating using a unique beast language.
Bai Chen Feng was speaking in the low growls of a lion, but Huan Qing Yan still understood him.
This might be a natural innate ability amongst all demons.
Huan Qing Yan suddenly woke up, “How come you are here? This is the Sky Dungeon of the humans! Leave quickly, or you will be captured…”
The giant lion used a claw and caressed Huan Qing Yan’s head, “No. I walked in here openly through the Half-Sages invitation. Rest a.s.sured, I will bring you away from Holy City openly as well. If you have the strength, we can even circle Holy City a few times without having any problems…”
Huan Qing Yan looked at him curiously. She understood the joke he was trying to make to improve her mood.
However, to break her out of this Sky Dungeon was an impossible task.
She did not want to implicate him.
“Bai Chen Feng. I thank you for your kind intentions. I do not wish to leave, just let me be. Thank you.”
The huge lion released an angry roar that shook the entire dungeon.
“Little Yan, are you really intending to die here? You are from the most respected Phoenix Tribe of the demons. Why do you willingly allow yourself to be tortured in this dark cell for the sake of a man?”
Huan Qing Yan recalled Ji Mo Ya and felt a painful squeeze from her heart.
“Little Yan. Ji Mo Ya has given up on you because you are a demon. Are you willing to continue sinking? Just a human, they are everywhere like ants. Take out that natural pride of a Divine Phoenix. If someone failed you or insulted you, it should give you even more reason to continue living, and make sure that you live even better than they can!”
The lion’s voice was cold and merciless. It rained down on Huan Qing Yan’s head like a bucket of cold water, increasing her will to survive.
