Mu Anxiao's brows furrowed slightly, wanting to help, but she was powerless, as this was merely what she saw.
In reality, Uncle Chen's body also began to tremble. His eyes widened in terror, his consciousness telling him not to scream, so he tightly shut his mouth.
The man in the yin-runner's suit looked at the different expressions on Mu Anxiao and Uncle Chen and said, "There's no need for you to be like this."
"Shut up," Mu Anxiao couldn't help but shout.
The man in the yin-runner's suit sighed and took a step back.
Mu Anxiao watched the scene before her with alarm, thinking: If he could live until now, he must have returned home safely that day, right?
Just as she was thinking this, the pitch-black surroundings suddenly lit up, followed by... a man dressed in ancient costume landing in front of the boy. The yellow dog stopped its barking upon seeing the man. The boy also stopped crying.
Mu Anxiao looked at the man and was once again surprised: How could it be... Zhang Yan? Thinking this, she rapidly moved her fingers away from Uncle Chen's temples.
Uncle Chen shivered and stood there, dazed.
Mu Anxiao, using the residual magic in her fingertips, continued to watch that segment of his memory.
"You monster, what era is this, and you still bully a child? You're asking for death." The man said, waving his whisk towards the yellow dog, which then transformed into a woman with yellow hair.
Seeing this, the boy screamed again.
Zhang Yan covered his ears slightly, turned sideways to the boy, and said, "You kid, you're really something, coming out in the middle of the night, aren't you asking for death?"
"Ahhh..." The boy paid no attention to Zhang Yan, continuing to scream.
The yellow-haired woman didn't look at the boy but stared at Zhang Yan, saying, "Immortal beings these days don't descend to the mortal world anymore, why would you..."
"I am not an immortal here, I have come here to be a human." Zhang Yan shifted his gaze from the boy's face to the yellow-haired woman's.
"To be a human," the yellow-haired woman said, leaning forward to look at the boy screaming recklessly, "This brat ate half of my demon core, causing me to revert to my original form. Tell me, if I don't scare him, wouldn't I be letting myself down?"
Hearing the yellow-haired woman's words, Zhang Yan turned sideways to look at the boy and lightly snorted, "This kid is quite mischievous too."
"Half a demon core is enough for the spirit below to find me, but I didn't say anything, I always avoided contact with humans. I didn't expect this child to just eat things randomly. Didn't his mother ever teach him not to eat things from outside randomly?" the yellow-haired woman said angrily.
Zhang Yan, new to this place, didn't understand the rules. He then turned to look at the short-haired boy and said, "It seems I can only extract the undigested demon core from him." With that, he crouched down and covered the boy's mouth, slowly casting a spell...
After a moment, a ball of yellow light appeared in Zhang Yan's hand.
"Alright, I've buried this memory deep within his consciousness," Zhang Yan said, standing up and extending his hand. "He only digested a little bit; I'm returning most of it to you."
The yellow-haired woman looked at the ball of light in Zhang Yan's hand with disdain and asked, "Can this thing still be eaten?"
"Why can't it be eaten? Eat it, and then leave. I'll cover up the matter of the spirit for you," Zhang Yan said kindly.
The yellow-haired woman hesitated for a moment, reached out and took the ball of light, put it into her mouth, and then asked, "Will the boy be alright?"
"The residual power from your demon core will only allow him to see some less powerful monsters. Of course," Zhang Yan glanced at the boy who had tilted his head and fainted, and smiled, "as long as he doesn't see anything terrifying, he'll only see monsters a few times in his life. Even if he does, it won't have any significant impact, just a few days of shadows."