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Chapter 15 Only One Descendant

Cheng Ai glanced behind her, and Ye Jingke immediately understood, getting up to hand over the small vase from the coffee table.

She poured out all the flowers and water, then stuck a talisman on the bottom before placing it on the floor.

She slowly walked up to Li Xiaolin, bit her finger, and placed a drop of blood on the center of the infant spirit's forehead.

Its body quickly shrank to the size of a palm and squeezed into the vase.

The vase shook violently, and gradually, clear facial features emerged from its surface, though it remained as black as ever.

It floated into the air, blinked its blood-red eyes, and shouted excitedly, "Mommy!"

Li Xiaolin trembled, carefully cradling the vase, tears streaming down her face, "My darling!"

Lu Hanmo's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Holy crap, am I dreaming? A vase can actually talk?

Just as he was questioning his existence, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. Turning his head, he saw Ye Jingke standing beside him. "Do you know what? Three days ago, a group of people shot at me face to face, and I was completely unharmed!"

Lu Hanmo's expression changed drastically, looking incredulous.

Ye Jingke only briefly recounted the story of Su Qi and Zhang Caifeng, without mentioning any specific details.

He didn't ask any more questions, after all, the fact that his good brother appeared in front of him safe and sound was the best proof.

"You wore a bulletproof vest beforehand?"

Ye Jingke shook his index finger, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. "It was Ai Ai who drew a talisman on my chest, which saved my life."

Lu Hanmo's expression changed drastically. He couldn't help but glance at the girl fiddling with her phone again, muttering, "Who...who exactly is she...she's amazing..."

Ye Jingke didn't answer, because he was also filled with intense curiosity.

Yesterday, Bai Jing brought all of Cheng Ai's information, but after reading it, something felt off; the description seemed completely different from the girl in front of me...

Seeing the two of them chatting endlessly, Cheng Ai put down her phone and said calmly, "The talisman's effect is about to wear off. You should say goodbye as soon as possible, or things will get complicated."

Li Xiaolin was startled and quickly hugged the vase tightly, looking at her nervously, "I've just been reunited with my son, can I keep it with me a little longer...?"

"No!" Cheng Ai interrupted her before she could finish speaking. "Infant spirits are yin in nature. The longer they stay by your side, the more harm they will cause you."

Li Xiaolin kissed the vase, reluctantly placed it on the ground, then ran to Cheng Ai's feet, knelt down, and gently tugged at the hem of her skirt. "Xiao Ai, it's only a tiny little thing, it won't be dangerous."

As she spoke, she stretched out her two index fingers, interlaced them, and looked up pleadingly, "Ten minutes, just allow me to spend one last ten minutes with it, okay?"

Cheng Ai looked down at her, but ultimately refused with a heavy heart, "I'm sorry, I can't agree to that unless you want Brother Lü to be childless."

Li Xiaolin froze, her eyes widening. "W-what do you mean?"

Cheng Ai sighed softly and slowly squatted down to look her in the eye. "When I was chopping the dumpling filling, I asked you and Brother Lü about your birth dates and times. Later, I went upstairs to have my fortune told, and the divination showed that you will have six children in your lifetime."

As I just mentioned, you've been pregnant six times already, and this is your last. If the spirit of the unborn child isn't eliminated, it will eventually devour the only descendant of the Lü family.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaolin turned pale. She trembled as she clutched her stomach, unable to speak for a long time.

While they were talking, the vase had already quietly slipped to Lü Hanmo's side.

It circled him twice, trying to lift one side of its bottom to reveal a small, dark face. "Daddy, I remember you seemed to really look forward to my arrival. Why are you unhappy to see me today?"

Lu Hanmo stiffly looked down and glanced at the screen, his head buzzing.

Happy? How can I be happy?

No one could accept having a son like that, right?

However, if you look closely without considering the color, the vase's features do indeed resemble your own.

He suppressed his urge to complain and forced out a smile that looked worse than a grimace. "Of course Daddy is very happy. It's just that you look so, so, so unique that Daddy has a hard time getting used to it."

The vase was very dissatisfied with Lü Hanmo's answer. Her previously calm face immediately darkened. "How dare you look down on me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, it floated into the air, then suddenly swooped down and opened its mouth wide to bite his neck.

"Hanmo! Husband!" Li Xiaolin screamed in terror, her heart leaping into her throat.

Cheng Ai's expression was indifferent, as if she wasn't worried at all.

Lu Hanmo was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits and hurriedly raised his arm to block.

It was just a slight expression of disdain, why did he pounce on me and retaliate like that? You brat! You're such a filial son!

Just as the vase's sharp fangs were about to pierce his skin, a talisman suddenly shot out from the side and landed accurately on Lü Hanmo's back.

A blue light shield suddenly appeared, centered on him.

The vase bounced off the impact, tumbling several times in mid-air before coming to a steady stop. It glared resentfully at Ye Jingke, angrily demanding, "He's a terrible father, why did you save him?"

Ye Jingke glanced at it coldly, his tone icy, "No matter what he did wrong, it cannot be a reason for you to kill someone."

The vase immediately bristled, its body shaking violently and making eerie cracking sounds. "Are you lecturing me?"

After it roared, it exploded with a bang, sending fragments flying everywhere, splattering on the ground, walls, tabletops, and several people.

Protected by a protective shield, Lü Hanmo was in a sorry state but not injured; he was just unusually surprised.

However, Ye Jingke got several deep cuts on his arms and knees because he was too close to the vase.

As for Cheng Ai and Li Xiaolin, they dodged in time and their injuries were relatively minor.

Freed from the constraints of the vase, the infant spirit returned to its infant state and floated in mid-air.

Its face was contorted in a ferocious grimace as it glared menacingly at Ye Jingke, its red pupils flashing with a fierce light.

Two eyeballs bulged out rapidly and shot out.

Ye Jingke frowned and hurriedly threw out the last talisman in his hand.

The talisman burned to ashes, turning into two flaming arrows that pinned the bloody eyeballs to the floor with a sizzling sound.

"what--"

The infant spirit screamed in agony, desperately trying to control its eyeballs to fly back on their own, but it couldn't do it no matter what it did.

It rubbed its belly, turned around and gave a sinister smile, "Mommy, I'm so hungry."

Looking at the two holes from which blood was still gushing out, Li Xiaolin's face turned ashen and her hands and feet turned ice cold.

Before she could react, the infant spirit opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp fangs, and lunged at her abdomen.

Li Xiaolin was so frightened that her mind went blank, and she even forgot to dodge.

Lu Hanmo and Ye Jingke exclaimed in surprise at the same time, but unfortunately it was too late to stop them.