Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2051: 543: Little Que’er (3)

"No, Little Que’er, climb up the tree."

Grandma Li persisted stubbornly, fearing wild beasts might charge into her dwelling.

Yet facing the girl’s firm and unyielding stare, she at last let out a sigh of resignation and sealed the doors and windows firmly.

Deep down, she understood perfectly that her dilapidated, weathered shack stood no chance against the beasts.

All she could do was hope the village’s hunters and burly men would slay those creatures swiftly.

But moments later, a frantic shout echoed from the distance.

"Everyone, run for your lives! These aren’t ordinary beasts—a demon beast has invaded the village! Head to the Beast Defense Cave now!"

That cry made Grandma Li’s expression twist in sheer horror, her face drained of color.

Demon beast in the village!

Though demon beast and beast differ by only one word, the gap between them is like heaven and earth!

Ordinary beasts can be managed by the village hunters.

Demon beasts, however, overwhelm these everyday hunters completely.

Even if they somehow triumphed, the losses would be devastating!

Years ago, her entire family had faced demon beasts invading the village, and she alone survived the massacre.

"Little Que’er, hurry to the Beast Defense Cave!"

The Beast Defense Cave served as the village’s underground refuge against demon beast assaults; it also housed their grain and provisions.

Yet barely had they stepped out from the fenced yard when a massive Hungqing Fierce Tiger appeared, clutching a mangled, blood-drenched corpse that sent chills through their spines.

"Aunt Li!"

Little Que’er instantly knew the torn body in the Hungqing Fierce Tiger’s jaws belonged to Aunt Li, who had always shown her great kindness.

Her mind reeled in shock, as she had never witnessed such horror.

"Little Que’er, flee now!"

The old woman also identified the mutilated remains but averted her eyes, dragging the child swiftly toward the rear mountain.

Alas, her advanced years left her stooped and sluggish, her pace agonizingly slow.

Suddenly, the Hungqing Fierce Tiger sniffed the air, its gaze locking onto Little Que’er.

"Roar!"

The Hungqing Fierce Tiger gulped down the mangled corpse and bellowed at the girl, lunging forward with a terrifying, stench-filled gale.

"Little Que’er!"

The elderly lady spotted it and frantically gestured for the girl to escape.

But the Hungqing Fierce Tiger moved like lightning, hurtling toward them in an instant.

"Boom!!!"

Little Que’er tumbled to the ground from the impact, while Grandma Li was hurled aside by the foul blast, slamming hard with the crack of breaking bones.

"Grandma!"

Little Que’er saw blood streaming from Grandma’s head, her face etched with desperation and fury as she tried to shove off the Hungqing Fierce Tiger.

Then, an astonishing sight unfolded: beneath the Hungqing Fierce Tiger’s paw, she wriggled and managed to slip free just a bit.

"Roar!!!"

The Hungqing Fierce Tiger bared its gore-filled fangs, snapping straight at her.

The girl shuddered violently, her blood surging in reverse as her eyes blazed crimson, and she yelled fiercely, flinging the Hungqing Fierce Tiger away.

"Grandma!"

Breaking loose, the girl rushed ahead to tend to Grandma.

Grandma’s clouded eyes were softly shut, her breaths shallow and feeble, crimson pooling from the wound at the back of her head.

"Poor Grandma!"

Little Que’er’s thoughts blanked out, her head ringing, eyes bloodshot as she cried out helplessly, lost on what to do next.

"What’s going on!?"

Just then, nearby hunters and escaping villagers witnessed the scene, their faces frozen in utter shock and awe, mouths agape.

Little Que’er had actually wrestled free from the demon beast’s clutch.

"Roar!!!"

The Hungqing Fierce Tiger parted its bloodied jaws once more, barreling at Little Que’er to swallow her whole.

Little Que’er trembled all over, her tiny hands balling into tight fists before she lashed out at the oncoming Hungqing Fierce Tiger.

In that instant, a vague breathing technique from her dreams instinctively flashed through her mind.

Images of channeling Qi-Blood flowed relentlessly in her thoughts, along with a surging, unfamiliar vitality.

Her young frame’s Qi-Blood erupted and thundered, surging through her five viscera and six bowels, as a sharp, piercing Phoenix cry rang out clearly in her ears.

"Boom!"

Despite this, the little girl was still blasted backward by the tiger’s blow, slamming into the dirt amid clouds of dust.

She remained far too young.

Though she bore her parents’ gifted True Spirit Bloodline, her tender age and innate flaws left her vulnerable.

"This, this, this..."

The hunters and villagers nearby stood petrified, as if a specter had appeared in daylight.

A mere 6- or 7-year-old girl daring to confront a ferocious demon beast!

Not even the Martial Path practitioners among the hunters could match that.

"Could Little Que’er be a demon too?"

One hunter gulped nervously, his voice quivering as he muttered.

Everyone knew Little Que’er had been taken in by Grandma Li as a baby, and her stunted growth over the years was no hidden fact in the village.

They had dismissed it as mere growing pains.

But now, her display defied all logic.

"Roar!!!"

Furious at the girl’s resistance, the Hungqing Fierce Tiger unleashed roaring sound waves, leaping to tear into her again.

Her mind nearly empty, devoid of terror, she burned only to slay the tiger and staunch Grandma’s bleeding.

Her small fists thrust out on pure instinct, hammering with explosive tiger-leopard thunderclaps.

An ordinary beast might have been pummeled to death by the child, but this was a demon beast!

Even the lowliest demon beast far surpassed mortal limits.

"Splatter!"

The Hungqing Fierce Tiger’s razor fangs sank into the girl’s arm, seemingly snapping her fragile limb.

Yet as blood welled up, it ignited like molten flames, searing the Hungqing Fierce Tiger and drawing agonized howls.

At the same time, on the girl’s slender neck, a wooden plaque inscribed with "Que" glowed intensely, unleashing a fiery blaze that reduced the Hungqing Fierce Tiger to ashes on the spot.

"This, this, this..."

The distant villagers and hunters exchanged glances, their faces pale with dread and astonishment.

"What’s going on?"

Little Que’er blinked in confusion, clueless about the turn of events.

Ignoring the throbbing pain in her arm, she turned to the still form of the old woman on the ground far off, crying, "Grandma!"

"Grandma! Grandma!"

No matter her calls, Grandma lay silent.

Recalling how Grandma slept deeply at times, she tore strips from her clothes to bind the wound and stem the flow.

"Uncle Zhao, Grandma’s bleeding badly—do you have any herbs?"

Little Que’er pleaded with the stunned villagers, her voice laced with panic and bewilderment at their fear, a far cry from their usual warmth.