Survival

"Am I dead?

I'm sorry... I couldn't protect you.

I was the one who should have died. Why...

No...

I can't die yet.

I still have to save you. I can't die!"

Ye Mo suddenly opened his eyes. What greeted him was an antique-style room.

Something seemed to be pressing down on his legs. Ye Mo instinctively moved slightly.

"Hiss!"

A burning pain shot through his body, as though he had been cut by blades.

"Oh! Young Emperor, you're awake. Sorry, I didn't mean to sit on you."

A voice came from the thing on his legs, a young girl's voice.

Ye Mo wanted to raise his head and take a look, but the moment he moved, a searing pain spread through his body. He could not move at all, much less lift his head.

"Young Emperor, please wait a moment. I'll report to the clan leader."

As soon as she spoke, Ye Mo felt the weight on his legs lift. That bundle of "something" ran toward the door. From Ye Mo's angle, he could only see a lovely, petite back.

Definitely a little girl... No, what the hell am I thinking about at a time like this?

His body could not move, but his eyes still could. Ye Mo began examining the room.

All around him were exquisite porcelain ornaments. The tables and chairs were made of fine rosewood, while all sorts of pastries sat on the table.

"Gurgle."

Ye Mo swallowed. He happened to be starving.

But what drove Ye Mo to despair was that he could not move.

Ye Mo felt as if drool was about to spill from his mouth. Could he become the first transmigrator in history to starve to death from cravings?

At that moment, several hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

"How is the Young Emperor doing now?"

"Clan Leader, the Young Emperor seems to have escaped danger. He should be fine now."

As though he had found his saviors, Ye Mo opened his eyes wide.

Wuwuwu, someone finally came. I'm finally not going to become the first transmigrator in history to starve to death from cravings.

The door creaked open, and two breathtakingly beautiful faces entered Ye Mo's view.

"So beautiful."

But when Ye Mo looked upward, he was stunned. They actually had cat ears.

No, cat ears could not be that large. Rather than cat ears, they were more like fox ears.

Just as Ye Mo wanted to say something, his consciousness began to blur, and a heavy drowsiness flooded his mind.

He did not want to sleep yet. He had not figured out where this was, why they called him the Young Emperor, or what was with their fox ears.

But Ye Mo quickly could not hold on any longer. Before falling asleep, he waved his hands once.

When a person's consciousness was hazy, their perception of pain greatly weakened.

Ye Mo was shocked to discover that his originally sturdy arms had turned into tiny little arms.

This is so damn screwed up.

That was Ye Mo's final thought before he fell asleep.

"The Young Emperor had clearly woken up just now. Why did he fall asleep again?"

"Clan Leader, could something really be wrong with the Young Emperor?"

The girl with the childish voice spoke with a choked sob. Tears had already begun gathering in her eyes.

The girl addressed as the clan leader glanced at the sobbing little girl, sighed, and said, "The Young Emperor is the one who will lead our Azure Hill Clan to its peak. How could anything happen to him so easily?"

"But... but..." The little girl wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked up at the girl before her.

"Qing Ling, I know what you are thinking.

But as the Young Emperor's maid, you must believe in him completely.

I just examined him with my spiritual power. The Young Emperor's condition is far from optimistic, but nothing will definitely happen to him."

Qing Ling's body trembled. She stopped sobbing, and her drooping ears perked up. She looked at the clan leader with an incomparably determined gaze. "Clan Leader, you're right. I should believe in the Young Emperor."

"Mm." The girl responded faintly.

Now was not the time for her to put on a reassuring front. She had just examined Ye Mo with her spiritual power. His condition was far worse than merely not being optimistic.

It could be said that Ye Mo was struggling on the very brink of life and death. The life force within him was riddled with holes and on the verge of shattering.

Even worse, the soul within the Young Emperor's body had also suffered severe damage.

"How could this be? The elders and I treated him together. By all rights, he should have recovered by now."

The girl's expression instantly darkened, and her aura became unstable. By accident, she leaked out a trace of it.

The little girl beside her immediately felt a mountain-like pressure descend upon her.

With a thud, the little girl dropped to her knees. This was fear arising from the depths of her soul.

The little girl's Soul Power Level was still far too low. Before a clan leader whose level exceeded hers by countless ranks, she was like an ant facing an elephant. She could not resist and could only tremble from the depths of her soul.

"It seems I'll have to retrieve the Life Water."

The girl murmured to herself, her gaze becoming incomparably profound in that instant.

A figure stood silently amid the clouds and mist, gazing into the endless distance, though no one knew what he was looking at.

If Ye Mo had been there and seen the owner of that figure, he would definitely have shouted, Isn't that fucking exactly like the Tang San described in famous novels?

"Third Brother, what are you thinking about?"

A lovely figure stepped out from the illusion and arrived beside Tang San, naturally looping her arm through his.

Where Tang San was, how could Xiao Wu possibly be absent? Beneath that lovely figure's head, long hair had been braided into a long scorpion braid that hung gently down. Though her face could not be seen, she was undoubtedly an extraordinarily beautiful woman.

"Sigh, I've been thinking about Douluo Continent." The man sighed softly.

"Did something happen on Douluo Continent again?"

Xiao Wu asked curiously. Third Brother had recently been worrying terribly over matters on Douluo Continent.

"Yes. An unknown change has appeared on Douluo Continent. Everything had originally followed my guidance, laying the groundwork for that first new star.

But now, it seems that another new star has appeared. Its radiance is even stronger than the first one's, to the point that the workings of fate across all Douluo Continent have been obscured."

Tang San's expression turned grave. Being obscured by fate was no good thing. If it was an alien star, a bloody storm could sweep across all Douluo Continent.

"Third Brother, should we help the first new star? After all, it has countless ties to our Tang Sect."

Xiao Wu spoke with some concern as well. As a member of the Tang Sect, the first thing she thought of was naturally the Tang Sect. Besides, she clearly understood the severity and consequences of the second new star if it could make Third Brother wear such a grave expression.

Tang San said somewhat helplessly, "I have considered what you said, but I am also an enforcer of the God Realm. I cannot interfere with the changes of a plane. We can only watch the fate of the first new star."

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