The good-for-nothing little junior sister is pampered by the best master

Su Xiaoxiao took a few steps back and looked at the tearful Ling Yuan Patriarch in front of her.

"What's going on with you?"

"Master, don't you remember me?" The face of Patriarch Lingyuan was still very handsome. Although there was some gap between him and Lu Chenyi, he was still a handsome man among ordinary people.

People like this usually maintain their own image. It is rare to see someone like Ling Yuan Patriarch who completely disregards his image.

"Speak the key."

"Ten thousand years ago..." Patriarch Ling Yuan looked at Su Xiaoxiao and told her the story of his relationship with her.

It turns out that ten thousand years ago, Patriarch Lingyuan was just a general under Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao is Su Limu, the god of war in the human world ten thousand years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Ancestor of the Demon Realm was unwilling to live in the barren land of the Demon Realm for long, so he led the demons to attack the human world and the demon world at the same time, but was defeated in the end.

But the price of the human race's victory was also quite high. Several bigwigs from the human and demon worlds, led by Su Limu, all died. In return, most of the demons were driven back to the demon world and sealed forever.

The remaining few demons were driven into various secret realms by the final siege of other human monks and were sealed at a considerable cost.

Since then, there has been ten thousand years of peace between the human world and the demon world.

During the ten thousand years, although there were frequent conflicts between humans and demons, there had never been a battle that resulted in genocide like the one when the demons invaded.

Patriarch Ling Yuan said that he saw with his own eyes that Su Limu's soul was destroyed, but at this moment he felt a trace of Su Limu's soul in Su Xiaoxiao.

"You said I am Su Limu?" Su Xiaoxiao only has memories of this life and the life on Earth, and has no idea about the identity of the Su Limu ten thousand years ago.

"Yes."

"Could it be that I have lost my soul like you?" But why is it that even though Patriarch Lingyuan lost his soul, he still has feelings and knows how to find his lost soul?

She had no memory of this at all.

"Perhaps, you sacrificed your soul into the sealing formation at that time, so you lost your memory." Patriarch Lingyuan said after thinking for a moment.

Although Patriarch Lingyuan saw Su Limu's soul fly away, he was not aware of the details of how Su Limu sealed the demons at that time.

"Where is this place?" Since she couldn't remember anything about her past life, there was no need to think about it anymore.

Su Xiaoxiao pointed at a large number of graves in front of her and asked.

"This is the place where the souls of human cultivators were sealed after the great war between gods and demons..."

It turned out that when the war between gods and demons was nearing its end, Su Limu and other gods had already sensed the crisis of the impending demise of the human cultivators.

Using special forbidden techniques, he extracted a strand of soul from all the human monks who participated in the war and sealed it in this secret realm.

If those monks really died in the battle, there would be a chance to use the remaining souls here to help them recover.

However, although the souls of everyone at that time were preserved, the souls of the gods who helped them to recover may have also been scattered.

Fortunately, there is a special formation in this secret realm, which not only trapped many monks who entered, but also made many monks dare not set foot in it.

Fortunately, the Qingcheng Sect later established a sect here, and this place was set up as a forbidden area, with almost no cultivators entering.

"Are all these the souls of the monks who participated in the war at that time?" Su Xiaoxiao looked at the densely packed graves in front of her. It was not difficult to imagine how fierce the battle was at that time. There must have been more than just these people who participated in the war.

"It was less than a chance. When they realized that they were about to fight to the death with the demons, many cultivators had already lost their souls, and there was no trace of their souls left." Patriarch Ling Yuan gently stroked the tombstone where his soul was, as if he remembered the cruelty of the battle, and felt very sad.

"Then when can they rebuild their bodies and return to Shenyuan Continent?" Su Xiaoxiao looked at the tombstone beside her and suddenly felt sad.

"Once the master has recovered all his memories and strength, perhaps he can help them return to this continent."

Of course, Patriarch Lingyuan did not dare to make the decision for Su Xiaoxiao directly. After all, it is not easy to help these souls rebuild their bodies, not to mention that there are so many souls of cultivators here.

"By the way, is my soul here?" Su Xiaoxiao glanced at the names engraved on several tombstones beside her.

"No, the master used all his soul on the sealing formation." This was witnessed by these followers at the time.

Although there was a trace of regret in her heart, Su Xiaoxiao still smiled and looked at Ling Yuan Patriarch, "Now that your soul has been found, we should go out."

"Didn't you say you wanted to meet the magical beast here? That magical beast was also your mount in the past."

Su Xiaoxiao was a little surprised to hear the news.

"Let's go. The last time I came in, the monster didn't come out to recognize its master. I guess it has forgotten me."

Even when the soul of Patriarch Lingyuan was intact, he remembered himself. Could it be that the soul of that demon beast was also incomplete?

Patriarch Lingyuan nodded, and then he summoned out his monster Asan.

Although his monster is weaker than the one that suppresses this place, they have dealt with each other before after all. It will definitely be faster to let Asan find that monster.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the ugly beast beneath her, then glanced at the Lingyuan Patriarch sitting beside her and asked, "You have half the blood of the demon race, you won't be so ugly after you transform, will you?"

"Master! How could you have such an idea? It's okay if you forget me, but how can you think of me as so ugly? Master, how about I show you my true form as a demon now?"

"Uh, no need for that. If you were to turn into a demon now, I'm sure there would be cultivators in Qingcheng Sect who would be able to sense it. They would definitely think that there were demons infiltrating the sect, and it would be troublesome to check for them every day."

"I'm not afraid of being investigated. With their current cultivation level, it's not easy for them to see through my true identity..."

"Okay, is it okay if I think it's troublesome?" Su Xiaoxiao glanced at the surrounding environment. It was obvious that there was some animal moving quickly in the thick fog in the distance.

But perhaps those animals were afraid of the monsters they were riding, so they quickly flashed by without any one showing up.

"The beasts here don't look that ferocious." Su Xiaoxiao said with a bit of boredom, supporting her chin.

"You want to see? Ah San, catch a few and show them to the master."

The monster under Su Xiaoxiao roared into the void, and then two snake-like tentacles suddenly sprang out from its shoulders and rushed into the fog.

As a few miserable roars were heard and the tentacles were quickly retracted, Su Xiaoxiao saw two huge beasts being pierced through the body by two tentacles and dragged to Asan's feet.

The two giant beasts rolled rapidly in pain, trying to break free from the tentacles that pierced their bodies.

But no matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the tentacles, and their wailing sounds gradually weakened.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on a high place, finally saw the reason.

It turned out that the tentacles that emerged from Asan's shoulders were covered with wriggling suction cups, which were madly sucking the blood of those ferocious beasts.