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When I opened my eyes again, the sky outside was already bright. I lay on the hotel bed, feeling no discomfort at all, as bland as a glass of plain water.
If I had to say there was any unease, it was just a lingering warmth within my body—the temperature of the Blood Flame. This Blood Flame felt different from before. In the past, I usually couldn't sense it, but now I could clearly feel its presence.
"Blood Flame."
My voice came out hoarse and a bit dry, but in the next moment, the Blood Flame suddenly appeared beside me, floating up and down like an obedient child.
I reached out to touch it, and it obediently moved closer, displaying a remarkable sensitivity.
"After what happened last night, the Blood Flame Sword is now completely under your control."
Molin opened the door and walked in, carrying a bowl in his hands, showing no signs of fatigue. I sat up in bed, and the Blood Flame vanished into my body.
" Molin, how is Xiao You?"
"She was taken back by the Su Family. She got a bit hurt, but she's fine; just needs a few days to recover." Molin walked to the bedside and handed me the bowl. "Drink this!"
Without caring about what it was, I took it and gulped it down in one go. The taste was terrible, but after enduring so much bitterness, what did this matter?
I set the bowl down, feeling somewhat skeptical. "She's really okay?"
Although Lin You looked the same as before when she emerged from the water, I felt something was off about her. Moreover, Nether Stone had clearly said it had devoured her soul—how could she have come out of the water? And what did Nether Stone mean when it expressed fear at the end?
Molin placed the empty bowl on the bedside table and pulled back the curtains, letting light flood in. The weather today was beautiful—more vibrant than previous sunny days—as if celebrating a good mood after clearing away the clouds.
“At least she told me directly; you’ll have to ask her for the specifics. But—” Molin paused, yet it did nothing to ease the tension in my heart. I knew he had something to say. The Su family wouldn’t have taken Lin You without leaving a message for me.
Molin ’s dark eyes remained fixed on me, still bright as ever, but there was an unexpected maturity in his youthfulness, no longer the cheerful person I once knew.
“Su Ziqian wants me to deliver a message to you.”
“What message?”
“This matter has Jun Chong standing by while Xiao You is in danger. You will have to settle this account.”
“Jun Chong standing by? How is that possible?”
Molin took in my disbelief but continued with an expressionless face, “He discovered your presence and went looking for you, yet he hasn’t shown up since.”
My hands trembled and then instinctively retreated to my waist, fingers intertwining as my heart raced. I forced myself to appear calm and said, “Maybe he ran into something urgent, like matters of the Underworld or the Demon Realm.”
“He cares about you so much that he would find a way to let you know, regardless of how urgent it is.” Molin patted my shoulder. “You should rest well; if anything comes up, call me on my cell.”
Molin ’s words neither confirmed nor denied my thoughts. This ambiguity was even more torturous. At this moment, Shizui was far away in the Underworld. This time, Jun Chong had left Tao Wu and Qiongqi at home; if something happened, he could contact them promptly, but I couldn’t.
I sat helplessly on the bed, gazing at the golden sunlight that pierced through the window. My eyes stung, and eventually, tears fell. Yet inside, I felt calm because I believed in Jun Chong. He must have encountered something that caused him to leave; he would never stand by as Su Ziqian claimed.
Molin hadn’t appeared even once, and I didn’t feel hungry either. I just sat there blankly, unsure how much time had passed when someone knocked on the door.
“Anxin, are you there?”
I walked over and opened the door. Outside stood Jiao Jiao, looking heartbroken with red eyes. "Jiao Jiao."
"Anxin, I heard from your friend that you plan to stay here. Anxin, you should come back with us. It's too dangerous here. Qianqian, Xiaohua, and Brother Rong have all died—three people in a row. You almost died too, and even Xiao You got hurt. Please, let's leave together!"
"Brother Rong is dead too?"
Jun Chong had said he was going to find Brother Rong to help that female ghost.
Jiao Jiao nodded. "It was just last night. He was found at the hotel entrance, covered in injuries, with all his limbs broken. The police said he had been dead for several hours; his body was already stiff."
I grabbed her hands tightly, urgently asking, "Are you sure it was at the hotel entrance?"
Jiao Jiao looked a bit dazed by my grip and replied, "Yes, but the police said that wasn't the first crime scene. They checked the footage afterward and found—"
At this point, Jiao Jiao shivered, fear hidden in her eyes. "In the footage, Brother Rong flew back on his own and then fell to the ground without moving. And there were witnesses who saw it happen. Didn't you notice that apart from us, there was no one else in this hotel? If we hadn't discovered that you and Xiao You were missing, we would have definitely run away."
I slowly released her hands and then hugged her tightly. "Jiao Jiao, thank you for staying with us despite knowing how scary and dangerous it is. I really appreciate it. So don't be afraid; we won't encounter anything like this again."
"Really?" Jiao Jiao cried, her voice choked with emotion. "Anxin, I'm so scared. I've been afraid of ghosts since I was little; I never thought I would face something like this."
"Those things are indeed terrifying, so don't believe in them, and you won't feel fear," I wiped her tears away. "But for now, you should go back! My friend needs me, and I'm worried about Xiao You; I want to check on her. I'll be going back to work in a few days. Once you're home, get some good rest and try to forget everything that happened here."
"Yes, things will definitely get better; I believe that."
Jiao Jiao left while crying and smiling at the same time. I clenched my fists at my sides and looked down the dimly lit corridor, letting out a heavy sigh. "Jun Chong, where on earth did you go?"
"Isn't he your husband? You wouldn't know where he is?"
The sound of laughter, indifferent to the situation, accompanied the familiar scent that arrived before the person. I didn't even look back; I turned to close the door. Suddenly, a golden hairpin appeared in the gap, halting my instinct to shut it. Without hesitation, I reached out to grab it.
When I saw the Qilin Hairpin, a strong feeling surged within me—I knew that if I obtained it, I could find out where Jun Chong was.
"Give it to me!"
"No."
Cangling pulled it back, playing with it between his fingers as if twirling a pen, showing off his skill.
"What do you want? If you really plan to only give it to me after the Sixth Seal is revealed, then please don't show up in front of me until then. Every time you appear, I'll try to snatch it from you, even if I fail."
"Is this your way of throwing a tantrum because you can't get it?" I pouted and ignored him. But seeing the Qilin Hairpin right in front of me and letting go of the chance made me unwilling to accept it. Cangling only laughed more happily as he waved the Qilin Hairpin in front of me, making a teasing sound. At first, I tried to snatch it again, but in the end, frustrated, I slammed the door shut and shouted, "Get out!"
"This is all you've got? I was going to tell you where Jun Chong is if you persisted. Tsk tsk, since you don't want to hear it, I'll take my leave!"
Jun Chong?!
I immediately grasped the doorknob; just pressing down would let me open it. But would he really be so kind as to offer me information?
"What do you want? Or what price do you want me to pay? Don't think I don't know what you did last night when Xiao You attacked Nether Stone."
"I merely came from there; does that count as doing something bad? Whether I'm a bad person or not, just ask Golden Qilin."
Suddenly, the roar of the Golden Qilin echoed outside the door, and I felt a surge of panic. How could it be using the Golden Qilin?
Moreover, the sound of the Golden Qilin did not seem like a battle cry; instead, it was gentle and pet-like.
I cautiously opened a small gap in the door. Before I could see clearly, the door was forcefully pushed open. Just as I was about to gasp in surprise, the Golden Qilin leaped onto me, nuzzling my cheek with its head and licking me with its tongue.
Cangling leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed, smiling as she watched us. "Looks like it really likes you. Alright, Little Gold, come here! She hasn't fully recovered yet!"
"How did you manage to summon the Golden Qilin?"
He glanced at the suddenly overcast sky outside, his expression turning serious for a fleeting moment. "There's no time to waste; let's get to the point!"
I stared at him in silence, waiting for him to continue.
"If you keep staring at me without saying anything, I'll feel like I'm talking to myself. Can you at least give me some response?"
I paused for a moment. "Go ahead; I'm listening."
"The mountain behind this hotel was once the initial stronghold of the Su Family twenty thousand years ago. The Su Family has an obscure rule: when the head of the family and the chief disciple die, their bodies are not cremated but buried directly underground within the Su Family grounds. This mountain originally had excellent feng shui and abundant spiritual energy, making it a great place for cultivation. However, after Su Yi's death, the head of the Su Family inexplicably relocated everything and took away all traces of the Su Family but left behind everything related to Su Yi. Over time, Su Yi became one with this mountain."
Cangling was being mischievous; she stopped speaking at this point, her bright eyes blinking as she bent down to play with the Golden Qilin.
But her meaning was clear; she had said what needed to be said.
As soon as Jun Chong arrived here, he headed straight for the back mountain and later summarized everything with "a personal matter." It was evident that he had discovered something. Molin also mentioned that there were Ni Duan in the back mountain but hadn't had time to investigate further.
If everything of Su Yi is left behind, does that also include her entire past? If I could probe into her life from there, I wouldn't need to go to the Su Family.
"But Su Yi's body was cremated by Jun Rui; how can it be buried?"
"It was cremated, but her heart was brought back and buried here."
"Su Yi has been dead for so long; is it possible for her past to remain?"
"To know about the past life, aside from the Heavenly Mirror in the divine realm, we can only rely on a powerful Spirit User to send us back. But we have neither of those now, so there's only one method left."
"What method?"
Cangling smirked slightly and uttered two words: "Fusion."
"Fusion?"
I was even more confused.
"You are the shadow of Su Yi, a part of her body. Because the spiritual power within you has not fully awakened, you won't feel anything unusual outside the mountain. However, once you get close to where she is buried, the lingering aura she left behind will automatically draw near to you. At that time, as long as you take out the Guardian Pearl and fuse with her, you can travel back to the past and learn what happened back then."
Take out the Guardian Pearl?
I hesitated. When I looked up, I saw Molin quietly standing behind Cangling. Clearly, he had heard this conversation but did not express any opinion; it felt more like tacit approval.
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