Shang Lin seemed to "see" a blurry yet incredibly gentle female figure, whose face was shrouded in a soft halo, making it difficult to see clearly.

But the warmth of that embrace, the whispered murmurs, like the purest current of warmth, pierced through the barriers of time and space, enveloping his cold consciousness. That was…

Mother!

Shang Lin glanced at himself instinctively and broke out in a cold sweat. He was actually a "newborn"! And the woman holding him was... his junior sister?!

Thinking about it this way, the original owner's mother's appearance suddenly became clear, but it also felt somewhat distant.

When Shang Lin came to his senses, he roughly understood what was going on. In his dream, he seemed to have become a spectator, watching his junior sister and the original Shang Lin's past.

To be honest, Yuan Shanglin's past is basically a tragic drama, and Shanglin really doesn't want to watch it because he now empathizes with Yuan Shanglin, which really affects his mood.

But now he has to remain as calm as ever, ideally without any emotional fluctuations, otherwise the sealed demon will easily become uncontrollable.

After all, the "sealing materials list" written by the God-King did not contain many identical physical items; most of them were substitutes, and even the most important Brahma Fire was no exception!

Shang Lin didn't want to go through the same thing as Yuan Shang Lin, but he did want to know about his mother's past, especially about demons.

Only by knowing the truth can he find a way to solve the problem at its root. After all, the seal is only temporary and will eventually break. And if it remains sealed forever, how can he cultivate?

If I don't cultivate, a series of problems will arise. In the end, will I only be able to rely on the Tree of Life to prolong my life? If so, I'll still be as weak as I am now, a sickly person who can only be clung to by the wind.

Just as Shang Lin was lost in thought, a tear fell onto his tender face. His junior sister was crying, her face streaked with tears, and she kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom didn't expect that the demon would... would merge into your body. Mom will definitely find a way..."

Shang Lin had heard women cry before, but the kind of sorrowful, apologetic, and helpless weeping that his junior sister shed was truly heart-wrenching. Moreover, her face was as pale as paper, and when she looked at the baby in the swaddling clothes (himself), her eyes were filled with endless love and even deeper despair.

At this moment, a young Mr. Chai approached, carrying a bag of groceries, and asked with a puzzled look, "Why are you crying? Are you worried about the child's health?"

The junior sister then composed herself, looked up at Old Man Chai, and said, "Senior brother, my son and I have caused you trouble."

As Old Man Chai put down the food bag, he said, "What's the trouble? Even if we leave Feixian Palace and that heartless man, we can still live well. Eat quickly, your health is the most important thing."

Since Old Man Chai's soul was scattered, this was the first time Shang Lin had heard his voice so clearly. He was immediately excited, but as he got excited, the baby in his junior sister's arms became a little unsteady on its feet.

The junior sister immediately hugged the child tightly, pacing back and forth, coaxing and gently stroking him, and even humming an unknown tune.

Shang Lin, "..."

I never imagined he'd experience being a baby! It's a bit...unpleasant!