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Chapter 20: Exploring the Child's Background Leads to Danger

Holding the little dumpling's hand, Dai Yao strode confidently into the Demon Palace's Scripture Pavilion.

This library was gloomy and chilly, with a mysterious aura permeating the air, like stepping into a refrigerator.

The surrounding bookshelves were incredibly tall, stretching as far as the eye could see, more than the number of packages she had stocked up on during Singles' Day.

Dai Yao thought to herself: Finding information is harder than finding a needle in a haystack. Am I going to have to turn this place upside down?

The little dumpling showed no fear of the eerie environment. Its big, watery eyes looked around curiously, and every now and then it would reach out its chubby little hands to touch the ancient books on the bookshelf. Dai Yao was terrified: "My little darling, be careful! You can't afford to pay for the damage!"

Dai Yao took a deep breath and began her "treasure hunt".

Book after book, stack after stack, Dai Yao felt like she was becoming part of the bookshelf.

Time ticked by, and Dai Yao felt her patience rapidly dwindling.

Just when she was about to give up, an ancient book called "Tales of Ancient Strange Things" caught her attention.

"Found it!" Dai Yao excitedly rubbed her hands together and carefully opened the ancient book.

The pages are yellowed, exuding an ancient feel.

Dai Yao flipped through the pages one by one, when suddenly, a line of text caught her eye: "Those who possess the power of the stars are the chosen ones..."

Before Dai Yao could take a closer look, a sinister voice came from behind her: "Palace Master, what are you looking for?"

Dai Yao's heart tightened, and when she turned around, she saw an elder dressed in a black robe with a gloomy face standing behind her.

This elder was a representative of the conservative faction in the Demon Palace, and was notoriously stubborn.

“Elder Moyu, what a coincidence,” Dai Yao chuckled dryly. “Just browsing, just browsing.”

Elder Moyu snorted coldly: "Palace Master, I advise you not to investigate this child's background any further, as it may bring disaster to the Demon Palace!"

Dai Yao was displeased upon hearing this: "Elder, I brought this child back, so naturally I have to take responsibility for him! I must find out the truth about his background!"

"Hmph! Stubborn to the end!" Elder Mo Yu rebuked angrily, "Some secrets are better left unknown!"

Dai Yao was not to be outdone: "Elder, I insist on knowing!" She shielded the little dumpling behind her, her eyes fixed firmly on Elder Mo Yu.

The atmosphere was tense and on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly, the little dumpling tugged at Dai Yao's clothes and said in a childish voice, "Mommy, this old man seems a bit..." He paused, then pointed his little finger at Elder Mo Yu, "He's stuck..." The little dumpling's soft little finger pointed at Elder Mo Yu, and what he said made Dai Yao and Elder Mo Yu himself drop their jaws in astonishment.

Elder Mo Yu's originally aggressive face was now truly frozen, like a statue that had been acupunctured, completely motionless, not even his eyes could move.

Dai Yao: ? ? ?

Elder Moyu: !

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(Inner monologue: What's wrong with me?)

Can't move!

Who is this little brat?

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Dai Yao thought to herself: Goodness, little dumpling, you have this hidden skill?

Pretending to be weak to fool others, it seems to be a family heirloom skill!

Her eyes darted around, and she immediately realized what was happening. Taking advantage of Elder Moyu's momentary lapse in concentration, she grabbed the key from his waist and swiftly opened a tightly locked iron door deep within the Scripture Pavilion.

"Little dumpling, well done!" Dai Yao gave the little dumpling a thumbs up, then pulled him through the iron gate.

Behind this iron gate lies a hidden world.

Unlike the gloomy library outside, this place is filled with warm light.

The books on the bookshelf were also much older, exuding an air of mystery.

Dai Yao felt as if she had entered a treasure trove, and her heart was pounding with excitement.

Based on the clues she had seen in "Tales of Ancient Strange Things", Dai Yao quickly found an even older parchment scroll.

The scroll contained some strange symbols, like tadpole script or ghost writing, which left Dai Yao completely baffled.

"What is this thing?" Dai Yao scratched her head. "Could it be some long-lost code?"

The little dumpling came over, stretched out its chubby little hand, pointed to one of the symbols, and said in a childish voice, "Mommy, I've seen this before..."

Dai Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Where have you seen me before?"

The little dumpling tilted its head, trying hard to remember: "I...I think I've seen this in a dream..."

In a dream?

Dai Yao frowned, realizing that the little dumpling's background was more complicated than she had imagined.

She took a deep breath and decided to write down these symbols first and study them slowly when she got back.

Just as Dai Yao was about to put the sheepskin scroll away, the little dumpling suddenly pointed to another symbol on the scroll and exclaimed, "Mother, this...this..." His little face turned pale, his finger pointing at the symbol trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Dai Yao's heart sank, and she looked in the direction the little dumpling was pointing.

The symbol was emitting a faint red glow...

"Mother..." The little dumpling gripped Dai Yao's sleeve tightly, his voice trembling, "I'm scared..." Dai Yao's heart tightened. This familiar tactic was definitely a danger signal!

Before she could react, a chilling aura instantly enveloped the entire library, causing the temperature to plummet and making her hair stand on end.

Several dark figures darted out from behind the bookshelf, rushing straight towards Dai Yao and Xiao Tuanzi like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

"What?! Are you serious?!" Dai Yao picked up the little dumpling and held her behind her back, summoning her natal magic weapon—a folding fan flashing with lightning.

"Little dumpling, hold on tight to me!"

Dai Yao's folding fan is no ordinary fan; it is a replica of the ancient artifact "Thunderbolt Fire Fan." Although it is only a replica, its power should not be underestimated.

With a flick of her wrist, the folding fan unfolded instantly, flashing with electric light, like bolts of lightning striking the shadow.

However, these shadowy figures were quite strange; ordinary spells had no effect on them at all. Instead, they were as slippery as eels and difficult to catch.

Dai Yao dodged left and right, but after a few rounds, she found herself struggling to keep up.

The surrounding bookshelves were affected by the battle, and books were scattered all over the ground, creating a chaotic scene.

"Mother..." The little dumpling hid behind Dai Yao in fear, his face pale and his body trembling slightly.

At this critical moment, Dai Yao noticed a detail: whenever the light emanating from the little dumpling shone on the shadow, the shadow would make a "sizzling" sound and visibly retreat.

A thought struck Dai Yao: Could it be that the little dumpling's light was the nemesis of these dark shadows?

Thinking of this, she immediately changed her strategy, picked up the little dumpling, held it high above her head, and shouted, "Little dumpling, unleash your light and blind them!"

The little dumpling nodded as if it understood, closed its eyes, and instantly shone brightly, like a small sun illuminating the entire scripture pavilion.

The dark figure let out a painful roar under the intense light, and gradually dissipated with a hissing sound, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

With the crisis averted, Dai Yao breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the little dumpling in her arms with a puzzled expression.

What is the origin of this little guy?

Why does it have such magical power?

Suddenly, the little dumpling stretched out his tiny hand, pointed to the symbol that had just emitted a red light, and said in a childish voice, "Mommy, I remember... this symbol is..." He paused, looked up at Dai Yao, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "It's a seal..." "A seal?" Dai Yao raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself: Goodness, this little guy is indeed not simple!

It seems this transmigration story is incredibly generous with its perks, directly giving me a hidden big boss to be my son?

She put the little boy down, squatted down, and made herself at eye level with him.

"Little dumpling, you really remember? What does this seal seal?"

The little dumpling was biting its finger, its face scrunched up, as if trying hard to remember.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "I...I don't remember. I only remember that this seal is very important, very important..." He suddenly hugged Dai Yao's neck, his soft voice trembling slightly, "Mother, I'm scared..."

Dai Yao gently patted his back, comforting him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Mommy's here! No matter what happens, Mommy will protect you!"

But my mind was racing: Wow, this is a lot of information!

Could this seal be sealing away some ancient ferocious beast?

Or is it some earth-shattering secret?

Could this little dumpling be some chosen one, destined to save the world?

Wow—this plot is getting more and more exciting!

Just then, the little dumpling suddenly pointed to one of the books scattered on the ground and said, "Mommy, that book..."

Dai Yao followed his finger and saw a tattered ancient book with yellowed pages and illegible writing on the cover.

She walked over, picked up the book, dusted it off, and could barely make out a few words—"Ancient Secrets".

Dai Yao quickly glanced through the pages, her expression gradually becoming serious.

This book contains legends about the ancient war between gods and demons, and mentions a powerful force called "chaotic energy" and an ancient demon god that was sealed away...

Suddenly, the little dumpling pointed to an illustration in the book and exclaimed, "That's him! That's the one who sealed me away!"

The illustration depicts a hideous demon god bound by countless chains and sealed within a massive array.

And at the very center of that formation was... the light emanating from the little dumpling!

Dai Yao gasped, her heart filled with turmoil.

Could it be... that little dumpling is the ancient demon god that was sealed away?

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"Mother..." The little dumpling looked at Dai Yao timidly, his eyes filled with unease.

Dai Yao took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

Now is not the time to panic. She must find out the truth in order to protect the little dumpling!

“Come on,” Dai Yao said, taking the little dumpling’s hand. “Let’s go back.”