Just like that, the Young Gu crawled around, unable to avoid the wounds on Liang Zhichen’s body that were still bleeding. Even on a few occasions, it was nearly swept away by the blood gushing from within Liang Zhichen’s body, yet the Young Gu was very vigilant. After a full two hours, Dong Huiying finally cornered the Young Gu at Liang Zhichen’s ankle, and she took a small knife to slice his ankle four or five times. A tiny, golden creature was flushed out from under the skin by the blood from the wound. Dong Huiying caught it quickly, clutching the thing in the palm of her hand. "Devouring God Gu..." Indeed, it was no mistake! Previously, when Dong Huiying was taking Liang Zhichen’s pulse, she discovered that his pulse was very similar to her own from a few weeks before. She should feel fortunate that, according to the pulse, Liang Zhichen had been afflicted with the Gu for about half a month; it wasn’t a long time. Otherwise, if this Young Gu had been given time to grow, they would have had to resort to Gu Refinement or fighting poison with poison to extract it... "Is this a golden bean?" Liang Yuening’s eyes widened. Since the Devouring God Gu resembled a tiny golden round bean, after seeing it once, Liang Yuening began to refer to it as a ’golden bean’. Before this, Liang Zhichen had many dreams, but they were never complete, like fragments of a story. But this time, the dreams became coherent. In his dreams, his worst fears had come to pass: Shu Yu had died of her illness, Shujun had been harmed, he even dreamed that Yue Ning was dead, he dreamed of Yixuan, Yixuan was kidnapped... The dream was so real, it didn’t feel like a dream, but as if he had actually experienced it himself. He shivered with an intense chill. Liang Yuening’s face brightened with joy, "Big brother? Are you awake?" Having just awoken from a big dream, his voice was somewhat hoarse. Even though he was now awake, he could still remember the feeling in the dreams of receiving the tragic news about his brothers one after another. He also dreamed of himself, full of rage, laying plans in the dark, engaging in a gamble with others for revenge! This matter involved Yixuan, and later a carriage arrived carrying a barrel. When he opened the lid, he saw Little Liu, Little Liu... His limbs had been cut off, he was turned into a human pig, his eyes gouged out, his tongue cut off... Suddenly, his head throbbed with an excruciating pain! Liang Zhichen clutched his head, yet every scene from the dream remained vivid in his mind. In the dream, he seemed frenzied, almost mad. After he saw the tragic state of Little Liu, he thought he must have lost his mind. His second brother was dead, his third brother was dead, his fourth brother was missing, whereabouts unknown, his fifth brother was dead, and now even his sixth brother was in this state, barely alive, delivered right before him by that person. What would his own end be? He fought alone, like an Asura on a killing spree, eventually charging into a barracks and unleashing a massacre. He had countless lives on his hands, not discriminating between men, women, elderly, or young, until he was wounded all over and faced a woman. His arm was severed, his shoulder pierced by an arrow, and using up all his strength, he threw his spear, aiming for a killing blow. But the noble woman merely wore a venomous, cold smirk. "I knew all along, Dayuan offspring, you should never have been allowed to live in the first place!" A volley of arrows shot forth, and he was turned into a human sieve, his body riddled with arrows. After death, his body was thrown into Mass Graves, where starving wolves devoured it until nothing was left... It hurt, it hurt so much. Even in death, he could feel such pain vividly, yet his heart was filled with defiance. Because he had already cast aside the fear of death, he no longer cared for his own life, yet he hated!