"Linglong, don't be sad. Your parents would certainly not want to see you like this. You must be strong. You can't let them feel disappointed in you..."
Ning Beichen held Linglong, constantly comforting her and speaking to her in a calming Sanskrit chant to soothe her mind.
Soon, Linglong began to cry loudly in Ning Beichen's arms, as if releasing all the pain of a lifetime.
Ning Beichen held her with immense heartache, occasionally using the Sanskrit chant to calm her.
This was not the time for persuasion; it was time for her to vent all the grief from her heart.
This sorrow was hidden deep within her. Usually, she seemed fine, acting carefree and without worries.
However, the car accident and her parents' deaths had long become a sharp thorn in her heart.
In her condition, even the most skilled psychologist in the world couldn't help her, as the deepest parts of a person's soul are difficult to reach.
This time, Ning Beichen had stumbled upon the deepest part of her heart. If Ning Beichen could help her come to terms with her parents' deaths, perhaps she would awaken.
After an unknown amount of time, Linglong finally stopped crying and looked up at Ning Beichen, saying, "Thank you."
After the emotional release, Linglong felt much better. Although she couldn't entirely escape her grief, she at least stopped deceiving herself.
"Linglong, you should go back. No matter what, one must look forward. What's past is past; the future belongs to you," Ning Beichen told her.
"I... I just feel reluctant. Living is too tiring," Linglong said to Ning Beichen.
"I know, but precisely because living isn't easy, we must persevere more," Ning Beichen told her.
"Why persevere? What is the point of persevering?" Linglong asked as if talking to herself.
"Persevere in what you want to persevere in. For example, your beloved art pieces, fine wine, the life you love, the people you like, and so on. These are all worth persevering for," Ning Beichen said.
The mention of art pieces worked better than any elixir. Linglong, who had been listless, immediately became energetic.
"I got some great items from Shen Zongting that I plan to give you. If you don't come out, I'll have to keep them all to myself," Ning Beichen whispered to Linglong.
"You dare! Who says I'm not coming out? I'm coming out right now!" Linglong exclaimed, jumping up.
But soon, Linglong said dejectedly, "But I don't know how to get back."
"I know. You just need to follow me," Ning Beichen said.
Linglong nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something and became very frightened.
"Ning Beichen, when you came, did you see a little girl in a red dress?"
"Yes, I did," Ning Beichen replied.
"Ning Beichen, that little girl is terrifying. She... she's a monster. She wants to eat me. Fortunately, she doesn't dare to come closer, but I can feel her waiting for me outside," Linglong said fearfully.
"Don't worry, I know what she is. I can deal with her," Ning Beichen comforted her.
Hearing Ning Beichen say this, Linglong felt a little more at ease. She followed Ning Beichen and left the place. Not long after, they entered the dark region again.
However, this time, as soon as Ning Beichen brought Linglong into the dark region, he sensed danger, and not just ordinary danger, but that the entire dark region was filled with peril.
Yet, Ning Beichen smiled confidently and murmured to himself, "Omen, you finally can't help yourself?"
If Ning Beichen, with his Grandmaster cultivation, were to face this situation before, he would naturally be very worried. Although Grandmasters were the peak of human martial power, these omens had clearly surpassed human martial capabilities.
But now, Ning Beichen was a Transcendent. How could he still fear omens? It should be the omens that feared him.
However, the omens likely didn't know his true strength yet, so he would give them a surprise.
"Linglong, stay close to me."
Ning Beichen drew his ancient bronze sword and walked ahead, saying to Linglong.
As Ning Beichen had expected, a large number of monsters appeared in the dark region, swarming towards him and Linglong.
Upon seeing these monsters, Linglong screamed in fear, triggering some unpleasant memories.
"Don't be afraid," Ning Beichen told her. With a swing of his ancient bronze sword, the monsters that appeared were cut down by sword energy, leaving Linglong in disbelief.
However, soon more monsters appeared around them.
These monsters weren't just in front of them; they also appeared behind and to the sides, densely packed, numbering countless.
"Ning Beichen, so many monsters!" Linglong exclaimed in panic.
"Watch this."
Ning Beichen leaped up. He unleashed a series of slashes with his ancient bronze sword in the air, then sheathed it. Sword energy spread out like lightning and thunder. The monsters that appeared shattered, dying instantly in Ning Beichen's hands.
"Ning Beichen, you... you're so powerful!" Linglong was truly dumbfounded this time and quickly said to Ning Beichen with immense admiration.
"These monsters are nothing, just the lackeys of the omen. As long as you stay close to me, you won't be in danger," Ning Beichen said modestly to Linglong.
If he still possessed his Grandmaster strength, the monsters from just now would have been enough for Ning Beichen to fight desperately.
Even if he knew the Songshan Sword Art, no matter how powerful it was, after two strikes, he would be a cripple, left to die.
But now, he didn't care about power consumption at all. No matter how many monsters appeared, Ning Beichen could defeat them.
Not long after.
Ning Beichen successfully led Linglong out of the dark region safely.
At this moment, a little girl in a red dress appeared not far from them, looking at them as if they were already dead.
Upon seeing the little girl in red, Linglong nervously clutched Ning Beichen's clothes. It was evident that Linglong harbored a deep fear of this little girl in red.
"Omen, leave my friend's body. I can spare you," Ning Beichen said calmly to the little girl in red.
"No, she's mine!" the little girl in red shouted.
"No, she's not yours. You've invaded her body. Either leave yourself, or I'll destroy you!" Ning Beichen was no longer polite. He drew his ancient bronze sword. Regardless of her decision, Ning Beichen wouldn't let it go.
Letting the omen go would be insane.
Who knew how much of an impact it would have on the outside world if it were released? Moreover, Liu Yilin was outside. What if it went to possess Liu Yilin?