Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 202 Xiaoyu's Growth

Dad's Antique Shop.

Jackie Chan pondered what he had seen on this trip, and pushed open the extremely complicated door.

Ring bell
The crisp doorbell rang.

With a few gray hairs at his temples and more pronounced forehead wrinkles, Tru looked up and tried to smile when he saw Jackie Chan, but he couldn't manage a smile.

In his hand was an international newspaper with the headline: "Over 20 Million People Estimated to Have Been Slaughtered by a Shadow Demon in Cherry Blossom Campaign! Accurate Data Still Being Compiled, Rescue Efforts in Full Swing; Let Us Mourn."

"True, is Dad awake?"

Jackie Chan asked, "My father hasn't woken up since we returned from the battlefield two days ago."

His friend Kaiqing said that his soul was in turmoil because he used a substitute doll and then overloaded his magical energy, which is now considered to be in critical condition.

Fortunately, Tama said that the power of the Saint Seiya could save her father, but it would take some time.

After confirming that everyone in the antique shop was safe, he regained some of his strength and went to find the evil god.

He feared that the evil god would become impatient and harm humanity again, so he went to see the evil god at top speed, with the intention of dying together with him.

He just didn't expect that the evil god was countless times better than he had imagined. Perhaps, in some ways, it couldn't even be considered an evil god.
Tru shook his head: "Not yet, Xiaoyu is treating Mr.

Jackie Chan nodded: "Let's not operate for the next few days, let's take a break."

Tru was taken aback by this, then refused, saying, "Sir would be unhappy."

Jackie Chan paused for a moment, nodded, and walked towards his father's room.

Pushing open the door, Xiaoyu, looking exhausted, placed one hand on the wrist of an extremely aged man who looked somewhat uneasy. Strands of milky white light flowed rapidly from the artery in his wrist, through his blood, to the old man's entire body, easing the unease on his face somewhat.

After going through it once, Xiaoyu let go of her father's hand and carefully put it back under the blanket, looking at him with concern.

The soul turmoil caused by the substitute doll, the backlash of magic from forcibly overdrawing power, and the injuries from being struck by lightning.
All of these factors combined pushed this man in his seventies to the brink of death.

If it weren't for his strong will, if it weren't for the power of hope being the most resilient force, if it weren't for the nurturing power of the earth, if it weren't for miracles that can turn decay into wonder, his father might already be dead.

This was too dangerous.

I almost really died.
Even now, there's no certainty about when Dad will wake up; he might never wake up at all.
Turn around.

Xiaoyu's expression changed from worry and unease to simple weariness.

"Uncle Long, you're back."

"How is Dad?"

"His life has been saved, but I'm not sure when he'll wake up."

Jackie Chan nodded, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and sat down beside his father. He took his father's hand, and his protective power circulated slightly, enveloping his father's body, isolating him from any possible bacteria, and trying to alleviate his father's pain.

Looking at his increasingly aged face, with a few gray hairs already at his temples, the complex emotions in Jackie Chan's eyes became even more apparent.

"Dad, you need to get better soon. Only six of the eight gates of hell have been opened. We can't do without you."

Jackie Chan murmured as he looked at Jade. Seeing that Jade was forcing herself to look tired, there was some hesitation in Jackie Chan's eyes. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Jade, you should go and rest first."

Xiaoyu shook her head: "I'm currently overexerted with energy. With the current concentration of magic, it makes no difference whether I sleep or not. Besides, I want to spend some time with Dad."

Jackie Chan nodded, looking at Jade and thinking about many things.

Before we knew it, Xiaoyu was almost thirteen years old.

She was still a child, yet the liveliness and sparkle of their first meeting were gone from her eyes, replaced by a calmness, as if she had grown up and become a reliable person. But this growth came at a price.
"Xiaoyu, why don't you go and rest for a while?"

"Uncle Jackie Chan," Jade looked at Jackie Chan earnestly, forcing herself to appear exhausted, "You still don't believe me?"

"How could that be?" Jackie Chan smiled. "I just saw that you were too tired, and I didn't want you to be so tired."

Xiaoyu lowered her head, her eyes filled with both weariness and disappointment: "Uncle Long, do you know you can't lie?"

"Ok?"

“Every time you lie, your hand unconsciously touches your clothes. Also, your behavior is very strange; I can sense your inner confusion.”

Xiaoyu said calmly, "Moreover, while Dad was in a coma, you taught Tru to put away the Divine Armor, which is not something you should know how to do."

"In the current world situation, gods and demons are fighting. We are on the side of the gods, and the only one who can influence the situation is a third party, a powerful evil god."

Xiaoyu took a deep breath and said with certainty, "You went to see Him, and he had a great impact on you, even leaving you at a loss."

Jackie Chan stared blankly at Jade, and the mischievous Jade and the vulnerable Jade in his heart all disappeared at that moment.

It seemed that Xiaoyu knew more than he had imagined, perhaps even more than he had ever known.

And then there's this keen insight and judgment.
She's really grown up. Although Jackie Chan would rather she hadn't grown up.
After a long silence, just as Jackie Chan was about to say something...

Xiaoyu lowered her head, a hint of disappointment in her eyes: "Uncle Long, do you know why I didn't come with you this time?"

Jackie Chan remained silent, waiting for what would happen next.

Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then spoke up: "Because I think the evil god might not be our enemy."

"why?"

Jackie Chan instinctively asked a question, but then fell silent. Jade should have memories of the Shadow Queen era, although they were vague, and her understanding of the evil god might have been earlier than his.

"Uncle Long, do you still remember the future I talked about back then?"

Without waiting for Jackie Chan's reply, Jade continued, "The future that the demons want is to return to the ancient times, but other dark creatures may not, because the demons are far too powerful, both in the records and in the power they have shown."

"Immortal, eternal, and a power strong enough to suppress the entire world."

"With the eight great demons around, other demons will always be suppressed. And in this era when the demons are weak, I believe that we are not the only ones who want to send the demons to hell."

Xiaoyu lowered her eyes to look at her father, whose expression was gradually easing, and said softly, "So, perhaps in the face of demons, the Mirror God and our goals are not in conflict."

"Uncle Long, your authority and the knowledge to drive the divine armor were given to you by that evil god, weren't they?"

Jackie Chan fell silent, looking at Jade with a very complicated expression. His niece was truly intelligent.
He nodded, without denying it.

"really."

Xiaoyu recalled the fleeting glimpse of her red robe when Zhong Su was about to kill her.
There were also the words shouted by the Chinese and Soviet people.

西木
Xiaoyu's expression became even more complicated.

perhaps
It seems that many people in the world, besides the evil god, also don't want her to die.
Is it to fight against demons, or for some other purpose?
Xiaoyu composed herself, looked at Jackie Chan, and tilted her head: "Uncle Jackie, are you willing to tell me about the evil god now?"

Jackie Chan remained silent for a long time before nodding. For the first time, he truly regarded Jade as someone who could face the devil alone and began to describe her seriously.

He also had mixed feelings.

It seems that even if I had power...

You can't say things like, "Children should hide behind others and study hard."
(End of this chapter)