Yao Yao finished speaking, turned Lu Qianyu's body over, took off her own clothes to cover her, and then held Lu Qianyu's hand, chanting words, perhaps to ferry the departed.
I stood up from my squatting position. Due to excessive grief and insufficient blood supply to the brain, I felt a wave of dizziness. My vision involuntarily adjusted, and by chance, I entered the field of vision of the basic phase energy technique I had mastered. I could see three streams of energy above Yao Yao's shoulders and head. They were the same shape as before, but their color had changed. They had originally been white, semi-transparent wisps of energy, but now all three streams had turned a pale purple.
I then turned to look at Shen Xingyue, and at He Lanxue, who was trying to pull the sword from Xingyue's shoulder. He Lanxue's three streams of energy were the color of fresh orange peel.
Shen Xingyue's three streams of energy were sky blue. Yao Yao had said her blue energy was intermediate, while Sha Wuji's was advanced. This meant that Sha Wuji's three streams of energy—no, he was a demon, so it should be two streams—their blue should be deeper.
I turned to look, and indeed, the blue of Sha Wuji's two streams of energy looked more like a deep blue mixed with some navy blue on top of Shen Xingyue's blue.
I then looked down at Lu Qianyu, seeing only a faint, ethereal purple energy wavering above her head, appearing and disappearing, its color fading further. I analyzed that she had likely just passed away and had not yet fully become a ghost. More accurately, "Lu Qianyu" as a ghost had not yet fully formed. There should be a process between being alive, dying, and becoming a spirit.
"Hurry," Yao Yao urged me in a low voice, her ritual probably nearing its end.
"Okay." I turned and ran towards the basement. The phase energy technique was still active, and I suddenly noticed three incredibly intense purple streams of energy erupting from the ground, breaking through the surface, and even piercing the summit of the two-meter-high rockery!
No way! Could it be the crocodile demon's daughter? Such powerful purple energy at birth?
No, no, the crocodile demon's daughter would surely be a demon. Demons only had two streams of energy, right? Why were there three here?
Could it be that the "Chiyou" organization had sent more experts, who had already infiltrated the basement while Yao Yao wasn't paying attention, and were preparing to steal the egg!
If that were the case, I definitely wouldn't be able to defeat any expert with such deep purple energy. In my panic, I quickly called out to Yao Yao, asking her to activate her phase energy technique to determine if the person in the basement was friend or foe!
Yao Yao calmly told me, "Go down. Lu Qianxun is alone inside."
"...Alone? Are you sure she's a person, human?" I asked, confused.
"Qianxun's father is human," Yao Yao replied with a nonsensical answer.
Fine, regardless, it wasn't someone from Chiyou, so that was good.
I reached the basement entrance and looked down. The three purple streams were too dazzling and interfered with my normal vision. Helplessly, I had to deactivate the phase energy technique and descended the stairs into the basement. There were no lights inside, so I couldn't see clearly. I took out my phone, turned on the flashlight, and scanned around. The basement was square and empty, except for a corner in the southeast direction where some straw was piled. Scattered near the straw were many broken eggshells. Inside the messy straw, someone seemed to be lying, with half a white leg exposed.
"Hey?" I called out, but the leg didn't move.
Yao Yao said it was dangerous, so there definitely wasn't any danger. I gathered my courage and walked closer. As I got nearer, I could see clearly. There was indeed a person in the straw pile, not a newborn, but a young girl. She was quite tall, I guessed around 165-170 cm.
I called out "Hey?" again, and the girl's leg twitched, revealing more of itself from the straw. Half of her face peeked out from the straw, looking at me with a bewildered expression.
"Can you understand me?" I asked tentatively, as I didn't know crocodile language.
"Mmm... yes," the girl nodded, speaking in a small voice.
How strange, she could talk right after hatching from an egg!
Since she could talk, she likely had human modesty. Fearing she was exposed, I quickly took off my clothes and threw them to her. "You wear my clothes first, and I'll take you out." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Daddy?" the girl asked, confused.
"...I'm not your daddy," I said, turning my back. "Hurry and put on the clothes."
"Daddy..." the girl insisted, still calling out.