Volume 3, Chapter 81: Son of Two Spirits
The giant meatball beast was still moving, but at this moment, its attention was focused on Ye Tingmu. There was a hint of horror and curiosity in its huge vertical eyes.
Similarly, Ye Tingmu was stunned the moment it stared at him. He felt a spiritual consciousness enveloping him, and he had nowhere to hide in front of it, as if everything was seen through.
His vision also began to become blurred, and he felt that his consciousness was being stripped away for the second time, and his whole body flew towards the red eyeball at high speed.
Everything was out of control and happened at an extremely fast speed. Before he could even react, he felt like he had fallen into the blood-red eyes of a giant meatball beast.
When he came to his senses, the scene around him had changed into another one.
The mental power in his body also lifted the restrictions on him and disappeared.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. What happened just now almost made him think he was going to lose his life.
At this moment, he felt like he had survived a disaster, but the strange world before him made him confused.
This is no longer the abyss just now. The red light around it has disappeared, replaced by endless light.
I fell into darkness, but encountered light. Everything was so strange, a feeling completely different from time and years.
It was also a feeling completely beyond his control.
Suddenly, in the light, a small figure emerged from the light and floated in front of his eyes.
This is a guy only the size of a fist, but he is exactly the same little guy as the meatball monster in the abyss.
They have the same eyes and tentacles, the only difference is that their body size is very different.
But Ye Tingmu could feel the aura from it, and he was sure that this was the meatball creature.
The little ball of flesh kept circling around Ye Tingmu, its blood-red eyes rolling around, and it seemed to be full of curiosity about Ye Tingmu.
Ye Tingmu was also looking at the little guy in front of him. From this angle, he could see it more clearly if he hadn't seen its huge appearance before.
Ye Tingmu would really think that this was a cell body.
"Hello."
A voice sounded in this space. Ye Tingmu was stunned for a moment, and then he said in the same voice: "Hello."
He could feel that the little guy in front of him was showing kindness to him.
"Why are you here?"
The little thing continued to ask Ye Tingmu, and Ye Tingmu did not intend to hide it. He said bluntly: "In order to break through to immortality."
Although the thing in front of him was small, the aura it emitted was far greater than that of Ye Tingmu, and even greater than that of the old man, which was enough to show that its strength was at least that of the heavens, or even above the heavens.
In the face of something like this, there is no point in hiding it, so it is better to just tell the truth.
"Immortality? Immortality shouldn't go through reincarnation in reverse." The little guy expressed his doubts, and then continued to add: "I know you. You violated my mother's rules and sneaked through."
"Uh..." Ye Tingmu was stunned for a moment, looking a little embarrassed.
He didn't expect that the thing in front of him would still remember that he had smuggled across the border, but fortunately the little guy was always showing goodwill, so he was not afraid.
Instead, he asked, "Is your mother a true spirit?"
Hearing this, the little thing became obviously more excited, the tentacles on its body began to dance wildly, its tone began to become excited, and it began to circle around him non-stop.
"Yes, yes. Do you know my mother? Then can you tell me what she looks like?"
It confirmed first, then asked Ye Tingmu three more questions. Before Ye Tingmu could answer, it appeared in front of him again and continued, "Since you know my mother, you must also know my father. What does my father look like? Can you tell me, friend?"
Faced with his series of questions and the expectation in those blood-red eyes, Ye Tingmu's mouth twitched.
To be honest, the questions you asked are also what I want to ask. How can I know the answers myself?
But the little guy mentioned his father again. Since his mother is a true spirit, and reincarnation is created by true spirits and chaos, then the father he mentioned could be...
He did not answer, but instead asked, "Your father is Chaos?"
"Yes, do you really know my father and mother? Great, you can definitely tell me what they look like, right?"
Ye Tingmu's heart trembled slightly. The son of two spirits, this thing is actually the son of two spirits. Then Chaos and True Spirit are one male and one female.
But it’s a bit inappropriate for you to ask me what your parents look like. You don’t even know, so how can I know?
He shook his head. "I've heard of them, but I don't know what they look like."
His tone was slightly apologetic.
Upon hearing this, the little creature's dancing tentacles drooped down, and a look of regret appeared in its eyes.
"You don't know either?"
Seeing it like this, Ye Tingmu asked softly.
"Haven't you seen them?"
The little thing raised its head with its big red eyes, looking at the light in the sky, as if trying hard to recall something, but there was only loss in its heart.
"I have never seen them. I only know that they created me, that's all. They have never come to see me for a long, long time."
It began to talk to itself, telling its thoughts.
"I have devoured many souls. In their memories, I know that all things are like me. They have mothers and fathers, and yes, they also have brothers and sisters, lovers, friends, brothers, and enemies. They have many kinds of emotions."
"Family, yes, family. My mother and father should be my family. Family should be together, but they have never come to see me..."
When it first said these words, it was full of curiosity, yearning, and expectation, but when it mentioned its father and mother again, its tone became lost and filled with regret.
It is a living organism, but it has been in this endless cycle, repeating the same work day and night.
It originally had no feelings, but it devoured too many souls and saw too many people's memories. Over time, it also developed emotions that it shouldn't have.
Likewise, he began to expect to have such emotions himself.
Ye Tingmu always listened attentively.
He could feel that the little ball of flesh in front of him, the son of two spirits, should be lonely. For endless years, it had always been alone.
He couldn't define how many eras it would take for life to evolve from the beginning of the universe.
"By the way, do you have parents?" At this time, the Son of Two Spirits suddenly asked.
Ye Tingmu thought for a while and said, "I think so."
"Then do you know what they look like?"
“I don’t remember.”
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