Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 221 Bear Bile Returns to Its Source
As Shen Anzhi descended from the city tower, the soles of his boots were stained with blood from the city wall below, and every step felt like walking on a knife's edge.

She didn't return to the central command tent, but went straight to the tent where Tuantuan was being housed. At this moment, perhaps the only thing that could give her any comfort was that iron-eating beast that always liked to annoy her. But when she lifted the tent flap, she saw Tuantuan curled up in the grass, sleeping soundly with half a cold barley cake in her arms, completely unaware of the life-or-death crisis outside the tent.

"You unfilial son, get up!" Shen Anzhi stepped forward, grabbed the boy, and his voice trembled with urgency.

Tuantuan was startled awake, howling in dissatisfaction and waving its paws wildly, trying to break free from her grasp: "Let go of me, I want to sleep!"

"Our friends in Yellow Spring Valley are trapped! Let's go rescue them!" Shen Anzhi suppressed the bitterness in his heart and reached out to grab Tuan Tuan's paw, but Tuan Tuan suddenly shrank back, her round face full of resistance: "No! There are so many demon soldiers, going there will only be suicide!"

"They are our friends! Rimai Yongga, Zi Lingxuan..." Shen Anzhi's voice rose, his eyes filled with anxiety: "Have you forgotten that Zi Lingxuan brought you food on Mount Emei?"

But Tuantuan turned her face away, her claws gripping the grass nest tightly: "I don't care, Brother Monkey said you're just using us Iron-Eating Beasts, I'm not going!"

Shen Anzhi felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at its stubborn appearance, but he still gritted his teeth and forcibly dragged Tuantuan out of the tent.

Along the way, Tuantuan struggled and roared, its claws scratching bloody marks on her arm, but she never let go. She wished that Tuantuan could be like Duoqi, fighting alongside her, or even just being by her side, to give her a bit of courage.

Beneath the city tower at the east gate of Qiang City, soldiers were reinforcing the defenses. When they saw Shen Anzhi dragging Tuantuan towards them, they all stopped what they were doing, their eyes filled with doubt.

Shen Anzhi let go of her hand, looked at Tuantuan who was panting and looking unwilling, took a deep breath, softened her tone, squatted down, and gently stroked Tuantuan's fluffy head. Her fingertips ran through the soft fur behind its ears, which was the place Tuantuan liked to be touched the most when it was a puppy. Back then, it would always squint its eyes comfortably and rub against her palm for bamboo shoots.

"Tuantuan, come with me to the Valley of the Underworld, okay?" Shen Anzhi's voice carried a hint of pleading. "Let's kill the demon soldiers together and rescue Yongga and Zilingxuan, okay?"

But Tuantuan took a step back, its round eyes filled with fear. Looking at the dark mass of demon soldiers outside the city, its body trembled slightly: "I...I won't go..."

Shen Anzhi's heart sank instantly. Looking at Tuantuan's evasive eyes, she suddenly remembered something, and her voice choked with emotion: "Tuantuan, be good, come with Mommy..."

"You're not my mom!" Tuantuan suddenly screamed, her voice so shrill it seemed to pierce eardrums: "My mom is an iron-eating beast, you're a human, you're not my mom at all!"

These words were like a sharp blade, piercing Shen Anzhi's heart. She froze, her fingertips hovering in mid-air, her eyes instantly reddening. Yes, she had never been Tuantuan's mother; she had only wishfully wanted to treat it as her own child, to give it a home. She remained silent for a long time before finally nodding slowly, her voice as soft as a breeze: "You're right, I'm not your mother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Anzhi suddenly raised his hand and pressed it to his chest, his brows furrowing tightly, and his face instantly turned pale.

She took a deep breath and coughed up a mouthful of blood with a faint golden glow. It was a round bear gallbladder, gleaming with a soft sheen and still slightly warm. Years ago, when she first arrived at Wolonggang in the Sichuan Basin, she encountered a fight between the six-legged beast Congcong and the iron-eating beast. In the end, the iron-eating beast was ripped out of its heart and lungs by the six-legged beast Congcong. In the critical moment, the iron-eating beast sent the bear gallbladder inside its body into Anzhi's body. From then on, Anzhi had the unique scent of the panda family, which is why the little dumpling was very obedient when she was young.

“This is your mother’s bear bile.” Shen Anzhi held the bear bile in his hands, his hands trembling slightly, and tears finally streamed down his face, dripping onto the bile. “Before your mother died, she injected it into my body so that you could always feel the taste of your family. Now, I’m returning it to you.”

Anzhi gently placed the bear bile in front of Tuantuan, her voice filled with deep disappointment: "You can go now, you don't need to follow me anymore."

Tuantuan looked at the bear gall bladder, then at Shen Anzhi's reddened eyes. Its paws curled up involuntarily, and it made a low whimper in its throat, but it still did not go forward.

Shen Anzhi stood up, wiped away his tears, looked at the demon soldiers outside the city, and his voice suddenly became firm: "I have lost many friends: Kui Ran, Kang Qing, Liu Yulin, Fan Jin..."

Her voice choked with emotion, yet it carried an unwavering resolve: "This time, I will never lose Rimai Yongga, Zi Lingxuan, Monk Tongda, and Xuanfeng Yicheng again. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I will go to save them!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Anzhi suddenly felt a blur before her eyes. She seemed to see Kui Ran carrying a saber and waving to her with a smile outside the city. Kang Qing, dressed in red, stood in the distance, looking heroic. Fan Jin, leaning on his cane, stood at the city gate and called her "girl." Her deceased friends seemed to have turned into phantoms, standing behind her and giving her strength.

A smile gradually spread across Shen Anzhi's face—a smile of relief and determination. She turned to look at Tuantuan, her tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable resolve: "Go, go back to Wolonggang."

After saying that, she stopped looking at Tuantuan, gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword in her hand, and the runes on the sword instantly lit up, the golden light piercing through the blood-red sky above Qiang City.

She took a deep breath, leaped off the city wall, and charged towards the demon soldiers' camp. Her demon-slaying sword slashed out in a golden arc, instantly killing several demon soldiers at the forefront.

"Miss Shen!" The Rimai chieftain stood on the city wall, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Shen Anzhi's figure. He suddenly drew his curved sword from his waist and shouted, "Beat the drums! Let's cheer for Miss Shen!"

The sound of war drums rang out instantly, powerful and stirring, echoing over the Qiang city. Upon hearing the drums, the soldiers raised their weapons and shouted, their morale soaring.

Tuantuan squatted on the city wall, watching Shen Anzhi's figure weaving through the demon soldiers, and then looked at the bear gall in front of him. The sobbing in his throat grew louder and louder.

The sound of war drums still echoed, and Shen Anzhi's figure stood out brightly on the blood-red battlefield.

She gripped the demon-slaying sword, each swing imbued with her unwavering devotion to her friends and her yearning for peace.

She knew the road ahead would be fraught with danger, but as long as her faith remained unbroken and as long as the phantom images of her friends continued to cheer her on, she would never stop.