When Chen Shi woke up, he saw Granny Sha right beside him. Overwhelmed with emotion, he hugged the old woman as tears slipped down his face.
Grandma, someone killed me! he choked out.
"There, there, it's alright now." Granny Sha patted his back, soothing him.
Once he poured out his grievances, Granny Sha asked, "Do you remember who killed you?"
Chen Shi wiped away his tears. "An old beggar."
Granny Sha flew into a rage, sneering, "That old beggar has grown too bold, daring to touch Little Ten! Where is the old bastard?"
The bearded man came to her side and murmured in her ear, "He's dead. I found his corpse—his neck was snapped, and his Primordial Spirit was dragged out and eaten."
Hearing this, Granny Sha had nothing more to say. "The dead are paramount, let him rest in peace. May he have an afterlife... though I'm afraid he won't have one."
As the two demons were sucked into the Soul Searching Bag, the demon domain dissipated on its own, and Chen Shi's emotions gradually stabilized.
The group returned to Red Mountain Hall. The Cold Mountain Rogue and the Migrant Rogue were there to recover from their injuries, but their main purpose was still to observe Chen Shi, their gazes never leaving him.
Chen Shi was a sensible child. Having come back to life, he hugged a stove to warm himself up, and once his body gradually thawed, he immediately went with the Red Mountain Empress to channel the Head of Shi Ji and lift the petrified state of Gongzhou.
The Head of Shi Ji radiated a strange power. Wherever it passed, everything teemed with life; the petrified flowers and plants revived first, followed by the insects, fish, trees, birds, beasts, and finally, the humans.
Cries of astonishment echoed