My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

"Just to be on the safe side, just in case."

The banshee was clearly taken aback by Lin Mo's words.

She then covered her mouth and chuckled, "You look quite interesting. Let me have a go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the succubus floated over, circled around Lin Mo a few times, and chuckled.

She raised her hand, and an invisible wave surged toward Lin Mo.

That was an illusion attack.

However, Lin Mo did not react.

The succubus, refusing to believe in evil, launched another attack.

Lin Mo swept his black sword across the area.

The sword pierced through the banshee's body.

The succubus laughed.

"Little ones, your attacks are useless against me. Here, we banshees are invincible."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow: "Is that so?"

The succubus put her hands on her hips and said, "Of course."

However, her voice quickly faded as she realized that twenty ghostly, burly men had somehow surrounded her.

The banshee's laughter sound effect was stuck in her throat.

"This...this is...the Ghost Clan?"

She instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

These ghosts exuded a similar aura to hers, but it was purer and more dangerous.

Pure ghosts are a level above banshees in terms of life form.

Upon seeing this, the succubus turned and ran.

But the ghost was faster than her.

A ghost reached out and grabbed her ankle.

The banshee screamed and was pulled down from mid-air.

The other ghosts swarmed around her, extending their claws as she watched in terror.

"ah!!!"

The succubus let out a piercing scream and struggled desperately.

However, her Ghost Clan body, which she was so proud of, completely failed.

The illusion had absolutely no effect.

But she reacted quickly enough, immediately disintegrating her body and then reassembling it to escape the encirclement.

Then, not daring to linger, they fled in a flash.

It was incredibly fast, constantly looking back as it flew, afraid that Lin Mo would catch up.

Lin Mo watched her retreating figure without intending to chase after her; his immediate priority was to find Mianmian.

However, Lin Mo frowned as he watched the direction the banshee fled.

That was the direction from which the gentle breath was coming from.

This made him feel uneasy.

He quickened his pace and caught up.

The fleeing banshee looked back and saw Lin Mo closely following behind.

And then there were those twenty menacing ghosts.

This scene completely terrified her, and her speed surged once again.

Before long, she arrived at a huge tomb.

The tomb was larger than all the surrounding tombstones, like a small mountain.

At the entrance stood two enormous stone statues, some kind of monster Lin Mo had never seen before, baring their fangs and claws, with ferocious faces.

Lin Mo stopped at the entrance.

A gentle, lingering fragrance is inside.

He could sense that a large number of female demons were gathered inside.

There were at least a hundred of those creatures, their auras densely packed together.

They floated inside, whispering as if they were discussing something.

Mianmian was transported to this place...

Lin Mo's expression turned ugly.

He took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Just then, the banshee floated above the tomb entrance, panting as she spoke.

"Heh, kid."

Her voice was sharp and piercing, with a hint of threat.

"While I may not be a match for you, our boss could easily defeat you. You can still run now, otherwise—"

She paused, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"You'll pay!"

Lin Mo looked at her.

He didn't speak.

He simply raised his hand and waved it lightly at the twenty ghosts behind him.

Twenty ghosts moved simultaneously and surged toward the tomb entrance.

The smug look on the demoness's face froze instantly.

She watched the ghosts getting closer and closer.

I was stunned for a second as I stared at their empty eye sockets and outstretched claws.

Then--

"ah!!!"

She screamed, crouched down, covered her head with her hands, and trembled all over.

"Boss!! Help me!!!"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing at the entrance to the tomb.

Lin Mo stopped and looked warily into the depths of the tomb.

The one who can command so many female demons to acknowledge him as their leader must at least be a beast king-level being.

He gripped the black sword tighter, his expression turning serious.

Twenty ghosts floated around him, ready to attack at any moment.

A rustling sound came from deep within the tomb.

Something is walking this way.

Lin Mo's gaze was fixed on the entrance.

Then, he froze.

Several female demons surrounded a small, pinkish-white creature as it floated out from the depths of the tomb.

The little guy was riding on the head of the largest banshee, its eight tiny claws gripping the banshee's hair tightly.

Her round body swayed back and forth as the banshee floated.

Her compound eyes were sparkling.

"Mianmian?"

Lin Mo was stunned and subconsciously asked a question.

The moment she saw Lin Mo, her whole body froze.

Those compound eyes blinked, then blinked again, as if to confirm that they hadn't seen wrong.

Then--

"dad!!!"

She let out a surprised scream, leaped off the banshee's head, and tumbled and crawled toward Lin Mo.

Lin Mo stood still, watching the pinkish-white little dumpling rush towards him at an astonishing speed, then suddenly jumped—

"Snapped!"

It was stuck on his face.

Mianmian hugged his face tightly with her eight little paws, rubbing her fluffy head against him and making excited hissing sounds.

The voice was full of grievance, surprise, and coquettishness.

Lin Mo's vision went black as she rubbed against him.

He reached out, wanting to remove Mianmian from his face.

But the little guy was holding on too tightly, and no matter how hard I pulled, I couldn't budge him.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Mianmian continued to rub against him, covering Lin Mo's face with her fur.

The female demons nearby were all stunned by what they saw.

They floated in mid-air, looking at Lin Mo, then at Mianmian on Lin Mo's face, their expressions incredibly varied.

The female demon who was just shouting "Boss, save me!"

At this moment, his mouth was agape and his eyes were wide open, completely at a loss for words.

In the end, it was the largest banshee who reacted first.

She cautiously floated forward and tentatively began to speak:

"Boss, who is this...?"

Mianmian peeked out from Lin Mo's face, its eight compound eyes narrowed into curved arcs, and let out a proud hiss.

The voice seemed to say: This is my dad!