Abyssal Chronicles-Chapter 1037: Grandparents

Several minutes later...

A distinguished middle-aged man with graying temples walked slowly down the brightly lit street. Passersby kept stealing glances at him. While he carried himself with mature charm, that wasn’t what drew their attention.

What truly caught everyone’s eye were the two beautiful girls following behind him, presumably his daughters. These two - one tall and mature and one small like a doll, holding hands - were none other than Yumo and her eldest daughter Youlan.

Compared to her previous thin black dress that clashed with the winter night, the dark-haired girl had completely transformed her style. She now wore a fashionable outfit that showcased her unique personality - a fitted black coat paired with trendy white skinny jeans that accentuated her slender figure. The coat’s intricate patterns and modern cut added a fashionable edge.

Her cool boots made of black leather displayed both independence and determination. The boots’ distinctive design revealed her fashion sense while maintaining a perfect balance between cool and feminine grace. Every step she took radiated confidence, like dancing musical notes playing her own unique melody.

Her flowing black hair was tied in a ponytail that danced in the wind, highlighting her striking presence. In that moment, Yumo emanated the aura of a cool, mature woman.

Youlan, meanwhile, wore fluffy earmuffs and a scarf, bundled up in an adorable white down jacket. She exuded cuteness from head to toe.

To onlookers, the middle-aged man must have felt blessed to have such charming daughters.

In reality though, Mr. Cao was only putting on a brave face.

He knew all too well that the two adorable beings behind him weren’t nearly as harmless as they appeared... they were monsters that defied common sense and rules.

Remembering how the dark-haired girl had casually chewed up and swallowed a katana in front of him earlier, Cao shuddered. Still, after taking a deep breath to steady himself, he nervously glanced back at her.

"My L... daughter... you’ll keep your promise, right?"

"Of course, father. I’ll help save your wife and daughter in the ICU. But don’t forget your part of the deal."

"Understood, I’ll provide you with identities and cover."

As she replied calmly, a satisfied smile spread across Yumo’s pretty face.

Earlier, Yumo had taken her children to look for helpful thugs in the alleyways. Though this world was peaceful and stable, there were still plenty of troublemakers. However, even if they were willing to help, they couldn’t do much for Yumo.

After all, people in this world rarely carried wallets anymore - everything was paid for by face recognition. With mandatory ID verification, those small-time criminals couldn’t offer much assistance.

To move freely in this world, they needed proper identities first.

In a way, Yumo had gotten lucky.

She quickly met Cao Aihua, a bitter middle-aged man smoking on the hospital’s back steps. From his conversations with subordinates, he seemed to have some authority. Plus, with his wife and daughter in crisis, he was the perfect candidate for a deal.

Her judgment proved correct - though Cao was terrified by her powers, he ultimately agreed to make a deal with this ’demon.’

Until she secured proper ID, Cao would cover for her as an adoptive father.

Glancing at the nervous middle-aged man ahead, Yumo raised an eyebrow smugly.

’Hmm, seems he hasn’t tried anything foolish. Pretty sensible,’ Yumo thought to herself.

As Yumo pondered this, an adorably sweet voice reached her ears.

"Mom... ah no... Sister..."

It was Youlan, holding Yumo’s hand. To avoid shocking passersby, Youlan had to call Yumo ’sister’ in public.

"What is it, sweetie?"

"Is this the world where you used to live?"

Looking around curiously, Youlan asked with deep emotion.

Yumo had never kept her origins from another world a secret. Back when she was the bored Demon Temple, she had told her children about this long ago. And her children, including Youlan, had listened intently to their mother Yumo’s descriptions of that other world.

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Since Yumo couldn’t speak the Ancita continent’s language when she first awoke, she initially communicated with her children in English.

Except for the younger Yuan’er, all of Yumo’s children spoke English - even the usually mischievous Limo could chat fluently in English.

Thanks to this basic language ability, Youlan wasn’t too bewildered by her surroundings. Instead, she excitedly watched the holographic advertisements on the skyscrapers and listened to the chatter of passersby.

"These humans really don’t have any energy or magic?" Youlan asked, clearly puzzled by the lack of magical energy she was used to on the Ancita continent.

Yumo nodded, "That’s right. Unlike Ancita, people here don’t cultivate. Even the strongest athletes probably only have level 1 strength." She glanced at a muscular man about a kilometer away, making an honest assessment.

"... So weak."

"Indeed."

Though in a way, being weaker might be better.

If everyone had energy or magic in such dense crowds, not only would Liyu struggle to stay quietly perched on her head and Limo have trouble staying calm in her arms, but even Yumo herself might be tempted to cause some mischief.

Still, since Yumo originally came from Earth, she didn’t want her daughters looking down on her home world.

So she started teaching the three little ones: "But you shouldn’t underestimate the humans of this world."

"Hmm? Why not?"

"Well, while they can’t cultivate and barely reach first level, they focused their development on science instead of magic. They’ve invented many impressive weapons. Before I left this world, humans had something called hydrogen bombs. One blast was as powerful as a level 8 warrior’s strike!"

"Hmm?" Youlan blinked in confusion. "That doesn’t seem that special though? Ancita has plenty of weapons too, like the Sky City’s Divine Cannon... that’s even stronger than a peak level 8."

"Meow..." (That’s right...) The little wolf cub in Yumo’s arms agreed with her sister.

"Ah, well, that’s true..." Yumo’s eyebrow twitched awkwardly. "But that was ten years ago! They must have even more powerful weapons now!"

"Oh, I see."

"Meow."

"Oh right, Mom."

"Yes?"

"Since this is your original world, are your mom and dad here too?"

"Yes, they are… I think."

Due to the different flow of time, only ten years had passed in this world since her death. Her parents should still be alive, Yumo hoped silently.

"Will we meet Grandpa and Grandma?"

Youlan asked curiously.

At these words, Limo and Liyu perked up their ears, looking innocently at their mother.

After all, in their mother’s stories, their grandparents were incredibly powerful beings.

As Abyssal Demons with power supremacy in their nature, they were intensely curious about their grandparents’ identity.

"Yes, I believe we will," Yumo smiled.

"But when you meet them, be gentle - they’re just ordinary humans."

"Eh?"

All three - Youlan, the white wolf, and the gray bird - looked stunned.

Yumo gave a helpless smile.

When she first arrived on the Ancita continent, to establish her authority and her children’s villainous mindset, she had told them about Earth but hidden her and her parents’ true identity there.

After all, Abyssal Demons naturally look down on weaker races.

Looking back now, she realized how childish that had been.

After nodding apologetically, Yumo emphasized again: "Just ordinary humans. Even I used to be an ordinary human."

"I see." Youlan blinked in surprise.

But after the initial shock, she nodded in understanding.

No wonder their mother had always shown some mercy toward humans over the years.

"So what are Grandpa and Grandma like?"

"Hmm... Grandpa appears serious and rarely smiles, but he’s actually quite silly."

"Oh!"

"What about Grandma?"

"Grandma is gentle and kind... but remember, never make her angry."

"Hmm? Why not?"

"Because..." Yumo shuddered as if recalling some deep-seated memory.

"When your Grandma gets angry, it’s very dangerous."