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Upon noticing this subtle movement, I was both surprised and delighted. Anxin wasn't dead?
I lowered my hand, watching everything in astonishment, waiting for her to open her eyes and wipe away Jun Chong's tears for me. But after waiting and waiting, nothing happened.
What was going on?
Confused, I raised my hand again, and in an instant, her fingers moved slightly once more.
It dawned on me that my consciousness was controlling Anxin's soul.
"If that's the case, can I—"
Just as I was about to act, a sharp pain shot through my chest. Consciousness shouldn't feel pain.
"Anxin, don't act rashly; the consequences could be unimaginable." Cangling's voice echoed in my ears, so clear that it reminded me of what he had said before.
But—
I gritted my teeth as I looked at the scene before me. Even if she wasn't the Anxin from that time, I was still Anxin. The same Guardian Pearl resided in my heart, and all the feelings were the same.
I knew that back then, I would never have wanted to stop here, nor would I have wanted the powerful sunlight in my heart to turn into this. Yet everything still happened.
Jun Chong's tears fell one by one, dripping onto me. Instead of sliding off, they were absorbed into my being and vanished. At the same time, my soul began to glow with a golden light, sparking like stars.
That was a sign that the soul was about to dissipate.
"No! Anxin, come back! I beg you, come back! I am willing to give everything for your return! Anxin!"
Jun Chong let out a heart-wrenching wail that shook the very earth and shattered my heart.
It turned out that he truly loved me to the core back then, but we simply did not have the fate to be together. Our time together was so brief, yet it nurtured such a deep affection. We were clearly confident we could move forward, yet we fell victim to the ugliness of human nature.
That piercing pain spread through my heart, like being gnawed at piece by piece by Little Bugs. It wasn't a forceful tearing; rather, it was a slow and gradual ripping apart, accompanied by an unbearable ache that made even breathing hurt.
My soul began to turn transparent, and I could no longer see my feet. Jun Chong immediately reached out to stop it, his long and powerful hands visibly trembling. That was panic, not just reflected in his expression but also resonating through his body.
"Anxin, don't go! No—"
My soul slipped from his fingers, dissipating with the wind, leaving only the Guardian Pearl behind.
In that moment, time seemed to hold its breath.
Jun Chong grasped the scorching pearl tightly, his hands opened wide as he tilted his head back. His spiritual energy erupted uncontrollably, and the protective barrier he conjured was pushed back far away. Not to mention the watching Demon; none were spared.
I wanted to comfort him, to tell him we would meet again in our next life, but I couldn't speak. As my soul scattered, I knew it was time for me to return.
"Anxin, I made a mistake once; I will never let it happen again. Absolutely!"
The sudden appearance of the man beside me startled me. Though I was merely a consciousness, I could still feel the deep affection in his embrace. Stunned, I stared at him and then at the identical man over there; I was frozen in place.
"Jun Chong?"
"It's me. Like you, I've entered this place as a consciousness. Unlike you, I've been observing what happened from a third-party perspective." His eyes were dark and intense as he gazed at the man whose heart had been shattered. After a pause, he continued, "Perhaps that loss back then was meant for us to meet again more beautifully. Even though my heart aches greatly now, this moment's sweetness is doubled. I'm sorry; I had forgotten you."
His simple words carried an unwavering strength and belief that shook off the erosion of tears.
He cried too.
I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his lips, tears mingling with laughter. "I once forgot you too, so we're even. Jun Chong, thank you for not giving up on me."
After that, Jun Chong fell into despair. The most precious thing to him was the Guardian Pearl. The demon realm did not cease its attacks because of this interruption, but Qi Zhi did not take advantage of the situation; he gave Jun Chong a deadline.
"For Anxin, you must protect the Underworld! In ten days, during the great battle, I hope you can give it your all!"
I knew Qi Zhi did not want to participate in this conflict, but due to his status, he had no choice but to fight.
The night before the great battle, Cangling came to find Jun Chong with the Golden Qilin. At that time, he was completely drunk and out of his mind.
Cangling patted the Golden Qilin's head and shook his head. The Golden Qilin let out a mournful sound and then angrily charged at Jun Chong. Just as it was about to collide with him, it transformed into a Qilin Hairpin and floated in front of him.
"Ah!" Cangling sighed in defeat and sat down in a chair. "Actually, Anxin is not dead; she can be reincarnated."
Jun Chong remained motionless, only sneering coldly. "I've been in charge of life and death for so long; how could I not know if there was a chance?"
"But you should know that Anxin's Three Souls are half of you. Now that she is dead, her Three Souls should return to you. Isn't it strange that the other Seven Souls are also missing?"
"She carries the aura of Blood Flame. Those killed by Blood Flame cannot enter Reincarnation; they simply dissipate."
Jun Chong was languid, showing no sign of fighting spirit.
Cangling felt defeated again, squinting his eyes before finally using his trump card.
"But Anxin successfully separated from Su Yi to become a living shadow because of a breath of divine energy from Hikaki." Jun Chong's hazy eyes flickered as light slowly gathered within them. Cangling continued with satisfaction, "Anxin now has soul, spirit, blood, and flesh because of this Guardian Pearl. You should know better than I do about the origins and uses of the Guardian Pearl. Anxin's greatest wish besides living is you. She hopes for your happiness and wants you to be a revered King of the Underworld; thus, the Underworld must not lose you."
Jun Chong tightened his grip on the Guardian Pearl. A smile gradually appeared on Cangling's face as he said no more and stood up to leave. When he reached the door, he paused but did not turn around.
"Su Xun and Su Yi were both controlled by their own delusions and fell prey to evil thoughts; I see your older brother is similar and will likely take further action against you. As for Su Yi's death, it cannot escape the fate of the Demon Fetus. By the way, let the Golden Qilin serve as your Betrothal Gift for welcoming Anxin back! Let it enter Reincarnation and await her return!"
He left, laughing and joking by himself.
I floated in the air, looking at Jun Chong on the ground, then glancing at the man beside me. Suddenly, I asked, “What kind of Qilin is Cangling? I never knew there was a Qilin with colorful fur. And his words were hinting at your body being sealed later, right?”
“I don’t remember that name. But I do recall the colorful Qilin; that is Kirin King, who changes like Yin Yang Five Elements, able to conceal its presence so that no one can detect it. That’s why I didn’t realize he was Sixth Seal.”
I nodded, and with Jun Chong’s consciousness, we continued to float above and watch this unfinished past.
The subsequent events were mostly as I knew them, with one exception: the day Su Yi gave birth to Jun Jun was also the day Jun Chong returned triumphantly, and it was the day his body was sealed and he abdicated. Everything happened overnight.
Before leaving, Jun Chong indeed intended to give Su Yi his heart's blood, but not to save her; he wanted her to die more miserably. However, Su Yi foolishly thought she could threaten Jun Chong, stubbornly refusing to drink it, yet she could not escape death.
But this ignited Jun Rui completely.
At night, the starry sky filled the heavens. News of Jun Chong’s victorious return had already spread, but the Underworld Palace was eerily silent, only the sound of a baby crying echoed continuously. Until that tall figure stained with blood appeared in the Underworld Palace, the atmosphere grew even more somber and strange.
The two brothers, Jun Chong and Jun Rui, had not emerged from within all night. I wanted to go in and see what was happening, but Jun Chong stopped me, shaking his head. “That version of Jun Rui is something I’ve never seen before. He has given the world only his best; let that version of my brother remain etched in my heart alone.”
I nodded but couldn’t help asking, “What exactly made you agree to sacrifice your body?”
“You.” Jun Chong answered almost immediately after my question. My heart trembled. “Me?”
“He told me your soul was injured by Blood Flame. If I could find Blood Flame, there would be a way to save you. But he wanted me to sacrifice my body to suppress my spiritual power and prevent me from harming him. Because he couldn’t kill me or imprison me, even if I was no longer the King of Hell.”
Jun Chong sighed softly, gazing silently into the endless darkness as he took my hand and turned to leave.
“But that was just deceiving me. Later I did find Blood Flame, but it cost me over twenty thousand years without you. Yet I never expected that the Blood Flame Sword would enter Reincarnation along with you.”
I silently followed him as we departed. Dawn was gradually rising, its brilliance blinding. I felt it; it was the light calling us away.
A dream, stretching over several months, entangled too many threads, yet this was merely the cause; all the effects reappeared with my reincarnation, and in this life, they must come to a complete end.
In my past life, reflecting on my experiences in this one, I found no trace of regret, for I had met him, fallen in love with him, and there was no turning back.
I looked up at the familiar face; with just a sidelong glance, he exuded extraordinary charm and an imposing presence, yet also displayed a gentle delicacy. How could I let go of such a man? Even if I had to struggle to the death, in this life, I would spend my remaining days with him, never regretting it.
Just as we were about to reach the exit, I saw a phantom. In that illusion, Jun Rui burned Su Yi's body with Hellfire, while the long-missing Su Xun quietly took Su Yi's heart and then left.
The heart is the source of everything; it is the place that can carry memories.
Su Xun arrived beneath the Hexagonal Pavilion where Su Yi's coffin was placed and held a Ritual. Using his own spiritual power as a medium and Su Yi's Heart as a Container, he defied fate. After an earth-shattering event, a transparent infant appeared where Su Yi's Heart had been.
The infant's forehead shimmered with the character "You," and Su Xun stared dangerously at the child, his eyes filled with malice. "Jun Chong ruined my plan and foolishly hopes to let Anxin be reborn. Today, I use myself as a curse and bind you to follow Anxin in your next life. Then you will kill her for me! I want Jun Chong to suffer like me—never to attain true love! I want everyone to meet a terrible end! Hahahahaha..."
Su Xun laughed maniacally before placing the infant in the coffin. The child transformed back into a Heart, buried underground, disappearing from sight.
My heart jolted; did that clear character represent Lin You?
Before my mind could fully process what had happened, I was drawn into that white light. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in my bedroom at home.
Looking at the familiar furnishings, I suddenly said, "I'm back; it's so good."
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