Little Junior Sister, We Can’t Handle This Grind Anymore - Chapter 96

Ying Long’s dignified eyes grew solemn. “In fact, many of her memories are probably unknown even to herself.”

“Could it be that someone has sealed away a portion of her memories?” A thoughtful glint flashed in the Ancient Ming Serpent’s eyes.

Ying Long said gravely, “It’s more than that. Her soul carries multiple layers of restrictions. Restrictions even I cannot undo. And those restrictions seem to be protecting her, yet also limiting her.”

“How is that possible! Restrictions even you can’t undo… Could it be the Celestial Moon Divine Lord who placed them?” In the Ancient Ming Serpent’s memory, the only one who could possibly best Ying Long seemed to be that one being.

Ying Long shook its head. “Not him. I remember the Celestial Moon Divine Lord’s aura…”

Ying Long’s eyes were dignity. The restrictions did not carry the Celestial Moon Divine Lord’s aura, yet Feng Qingran’s body held a wisp of his presence.

It was precisely because of this that Ying Long hadn’t crushed Feng Qingran with a single claw strike.

“Not the Celestial Moon Divine Lord! Then who could it be? Could it be the Heavenly Emperor?” The moment the Ancient Ming Serpent mentioned the Heavenly Emperor, its eyes were immediately tinged with resentment.

“He is unworthy!” Ying Long’s voice was bone-chillingly cold.

The two colossal beasts fell silent again, turning their gaze back to the mirror before them.

In the mirror’s reflection:

The You Jiao pounced towards Feng Qingran. Just as it was about to clamp its jaws around Feng Qingran’s head, Feng Qingran’s small hand shot backwards with lightning speed.

Her index and middle fingers extended, stabbing directly into the You Jiao’s eyes.

Screech!—

The You Jiao shrieked in pain, hurriedly pulling back, its serpentine tail slamming against the ground in agony.

A slight smile played on Little Feng Qingran’s lips. She turned her head to look at the You Jiao.

“So you really aren’t Mother!” A cunning gleam flashed in Little Feng Qingran’s eyes.

Roar!—

The You Jiao hissed, its voice damp and cold. “Feng Qingran! So what if you recognized me? You still can’t break free from the confines of this memory!”

Little Feng Qingran’s eyes were lively and sparkling with spirit, her tone dangerous. “Give me back my mother, or I’ll kill you!”

“Your mother died long ago! You are an unwanted child. Your future days will be even more miserable!” The You Jiao’s eyes were full of malicious glee.

When Feng Qingran was five years old, her mother died. After that, she lived a life depending on others’ charity.

“You’re lying! My mother will always be with me!” Enraged, Little Feng Qingran ran up to the You Jiao, raising her small fists to pummel it. “You stinky snake, give me back my mother!”

The You Jiao coiled its tail around Little Feng Qingran, its vertical pupils cold and dark, meeting Feng Qingran’s sharp, cold gaze. It sneered, “Hmph! You are in no position to bargain with me. In the face of absolute power, any resistance from you is futile!”

“Your power isn’t even as good as Little Black’s or Big Momma Cow’s!” Little Feng Qingran retorted in her childish voice.

The You Jiao was taken aback. How could Feng Qingran see through this?

A sense of foreboding surged in the You Jiao’s heart. A voice told it it must devour Feng Qingran immediately.

“Feng Qingran, you think this illu—” The You Jiao was suddenly silenced.

Instantly, everything seemed to freeze in place.

Outside the illusion:

The Ancient Ming Serpent asked, puzzled, “Why interfere with the illusion’s progression?”

Ying Long’s eyes were icy. “The You Jiao broke the illusion’s rules. If I didn’t intervene, the You Jiao would have died inside the illusion.”

Ancient Ming Serpent: ???

The Ancient Ming Serpent suspected its own intelligence was lacking. It had only seen Little Feng Qingran as the one at a disadvantage.

Ying Long blew a breath onto the mirror’s surface. In an instant, everything within the mirror sped forward at hundreds of thousands of times the normal rate.

Within a few breaths, Little Feng Qingran, wearing a white mourning band on her head, knelt before a grave, crying her heart out.

Thud!—

The Nether Dragon, barely alive, was thrown out of the illusion and landed next to the Primordial Roaring Serpent.

The Ancient Ming Serpent checked the You Jiao’s condition and found its cultivation had been completely drained.

“Youjiao, do you know your crime?” Yinglong’s majestic voice awakened Youjiao.

Fear flashed in the You Jiao’s eyes. It lowered its jiaoshou. “Thank you, Great One, for saving my life!”

Ying Long shook its head. “Withdraw.”

Trembling, the You Jiao flew away from the cloud layer.

The Ancient Ming Serpent was still utterly confused. “Ying Long, what exactly happened?”

Ying Long replied coldly and gravely, “Feng Qingran gained control over the entire illusion. That’s why she detected the You Jiao’s intent to kill her the moment it arose.”

“Feng Qingran deliberately provoked the You Jiao, simply to force it to reveal the truth.”

Hearing Ying Long’s explanation, the Ancient Ming Serpent remained baffled. “How could she possibly manipulate everything within the illusion? Even if she retained her memories, she shouldn’t be able to do that…”

Ying Long pondered and sighed. “The Labyrinthine Illusion is, by nature, a blend of reality and fantasy. Everything within it is constructed based on Feng Qingran’s memories.”

“If she gave herself a specific command related to her memories before entering the illusion, she could achieve this.” It was clear Ying Long hadn’t anticipated this.

“Did Feng Qingran learn the rules of the Labyrinthine Illusion in advance?” The Ancient Ming Serpent felt everything was too incredible.

How could anyone give their own consciousness such a command!

“It’s impossible for her to know the rules of the Illusionary Realm beforehand. I created the Illusionary Realm after I entered the Ten Directions Domain. She was the first person to enter the Illusionary Realm,” Ying Long denied.

Ying Long’s gaze fell upon the mirror. Little Feng Qingran within was now crying so hard she could barely catch her breath.

It had erased a portion of Feng Qingran’s memories from after she entered the illusion.

A complex expression flickered in Ying Long’s eyes. Interfering with the illusion arbitrarily wasn’t good for it either.

But if it hadn’t intervened, this trial couldn’t have continued. Both Feng Qingran and the ferocious beasts would have been trapped within the illusion.

Ying Long’s gaze grew profound. “Ming Serpent, under what circumstances would a person give their own subconscious a command to manipulate all things?”

The Ancient Ming Serpent said uncertainly, “I can’t think of any. Perhaps she…”