My tamed beasts can't be demons.

Chapter 82 Nightmare of Death

The moment the system task appeared, Zhou Lu's hair stood on end.

"Huh? They actually found out?"

Zhou Lu's unusual behavior did not escape the eyes of the Nightmare of Death.

It glanced down at Wu Xiaoqing's body and uttered a strange sigh: "And it's certain, not doubtful. You're really something, young man, to be able to detect the traces of my entering your dream."

Zhou Lu looked anxiously at the fireworks on Wu Xiaoqing's body.

"Relax, kid." Nightmare of Death chuckled.

That smile doesn't look like Wu Xiaoqing's at all.

"I just came out to stretch my muscles and have no intention of hurting anyone."

Zhou Lu remained wary: "I don't think that exercising my muscles and bones would infringe on someone else's body."

"She agreed to this. She said that being controlled by a divine beast was an experience she had never had before, and it was a valuable research sample," Nightmare of Death said, pointing to her cheek.

Okay, that's definitely Xiaqing's speaking style.

"While it's possible to seize territory without the other party's consent, this only applies to enemies. A strong person can disregard any rules in the world, but must always have their own set of rules in their heart. These are the words he left me."

"The Nightmare of Death" continued.

"Even though that bastard died on his own, I'm still quite willing to listen to him." As he said this, a trace of sadness flashed in Nightmare of Death's eyes.

Nightmares are things you never forget from your dreams.

And it is precisely because of this that even as a divine beast, it is forever trapped in the beautiful dream of living an ordinary life with its beast tamer.

Such a dream, so beautiful, yet each time I have it, it brings a little more sadness.

The atmosphere suddenly turned somber whenever his beast tamer was mentioned.

Nightmare of Death clearly didn't intend to dwell on this matter, and stretched out its hand towards Zhou Lu: "Give it to me."

"What is it?"

"The Dream Stone, I can smell it." Nightmare of Death beckoned to Zhou Lu.

It had intended to come closer and smell it, but Hanabi firmly kept the two apart.

"I'm telling you, you're incredibly rude, you little weed," Nightmare of Death said to the firework on its chest when it tried to stop him. "You know, our current state is extremely indecent in human culture."

Fireworks stubbornly raise their blossoms, refusing to let go.

Worried that Huahuo's stubbornness might offend the legendary beast, Zhou Lu immediately smoothed things over, saying, "Huahuo has a very good relationship with Wu Xiaoqing. It's probably afraid that you will hurt Wu Xiaoqing."

"Is that so..." Nightmare of Death looked at Hanabi, then gave her a speechless look.

It pointed at the fireworks and looked at Zhou Lu: "But that's not what it was thinking."

The Nightmare of Death even has the ability to read minds?

And it's even useful for fireworks?

"It's not just spirit beasts," Nightmare of Death said. "I can see the thoughts of anything that has consciousness. Hehe, and I can even control their dreams."

"Back when I was fighting a life-or-death battle with my master and that damned True Immortal, that guy killed his whole family to prevent me from using dreams to harm him. Then he stayed up for days and nights just to kill me and my master."

At this exciting point, the Nightmare of Death, controlling Wu Xiaoqing's body, began to dance wildly: "Hehe, he never anticipated his own magic weapon. He probably doesn't know that artifact spirits also dream! My master is a vulgar person, actually asking me to poke his ass, no way!"

Nightmare of Death, having said this, looked down at Fireworks and said, "Your grass is vulgar too! What do you mean by saying this thing is soft and feels comfortable to hold? In human terms, that's a very vulgar idea."

Fireworks facing upwards: So soft! Big and soft!

Nightmare of Death was speechless. Pointing at Fireworks, it asked Zhou Lu, "How do you usually train your spirit pets?"

Zhou Lu immediately broke out in a cold sweat: "I didn't teach that..."

"So you're self-taught?" Nightmare's eyes lit up, and he quickly said to Firework, "Then you must protect yourself, Little Grass. My master said that spirit beasts born with this kind of thinking are all aphrodisiacs and are good treasures."

These words immediately angered the firework on her chest.

It stretched out its vines and immediately began to wrestle with the Nightmare of Death.

Who are you calling aphrodisiac?

While fending off the towering vines of the fireworks, the Nightmare of Death yelled, "You even know this word! And you dare to say that..."

Fireworks exploded in anger.

However, the Nightmare of Death is still a divine beast, even if it is controlling Wu Xiaoqing's body, it is still a divine beast.

Fireworks' anger was quickly suppressed by the nightmare of death.

But Little Grass was clearly still unconvinced.

But ultimately, there was no way to resist anymore.

Zhou Lu quickly took out the Dream Stone and handed it to the Nightmare of Death.

Contrary to his expectations, the Nightmare of Death did not involve eating a stone.

In its own words, it only eats the spirits of dreams on the Dream Stone.

Of course, once the spirit of the dream is completely absorbed, the dream stone is nothing more than an ordinary stone.

The Nightmare of Death stared into thought as it looked at the Dream Stone in its hand, which had now turned into an ordinary stone.

In fact, the Dream Stone is not a necessary food for the Nightmare of Death; in fact, it is at the very edge of the diet.

But it just loves to eat this.

Back then, the master was just the lowest beast slave under the Immortal Sect, and couldn't afford any expensive food. He could only find Dream Stones to fill its stomach each time.

Over time, it came to like this food.

Even after they became successful and had countless delicious foods to choose from, it still preferred the Dream Stone.

Whenever it eats the Dream Stone, it feels as if it has returned to the years when it grew up with its owner.

We've gone back to when the master was still alive...

"Hmm, Dream Stones usually appear in clusters; there's no such thing as a unique one." The Nightmare of Death, having regained its senses, crossed its legs and looked at Zhou Lu. "So, what do you want?"

Zhou Lu laughed and said, "Senior, it wouldn't be appropriate for you to get involved in humanity's struggles, would it?"

"That's true..." Nightmare of Death smiled and pointed his finger at Zhou Lu in the void.

Zhou Lu felt a memory flood his mind.

"This is the location of one of the treasure troves left by the original owner. It was left behind by him in his early years, and some of the materials inside should be of some use to you."

Nightmare of Death gave a bitter laugh and said, "I doubt anyone would have guessed that the great hero who ushered in this era was always preparing to flee, and even left behind a treasure trove for it. Before he died, he dug out most of it and left it to his descendants, but he had forgotten the location of the early treasure trove. However, I still remember it, so consider it a gift to you."

As he spoke, Nightmare of Death glanced at the time and said, "Hmm, it's about time. I should head back. Honestly, I wonder which old geezer I'll be giving psychological therapy to today..."

As soon as Nightmare of Death finished speaking, Fireworks' vines, carrying poisonous mushrooms, were stuffed into its mouth.

Give me poisonous mushrooms!

Having found an opportunity to retaliate, Hanabi angrily and decisively launched a counterattack.

(End of this chapter)