Many things happened earlier in this life.

Meeting Yue Liangze at Eastern Island’s Tianji earlier, becoming a demon to avoid the suffering of water imprisonment, killing Feng Yunhong.

Things she had already done in her previous life, now walking through them again, Ling Luo only felt familiar and satisfied.

Especially at the moment when she killed Feng Yunhong with her own hands, all the hatred and resentment pressed down in her heart was released.

Ling Luo heard the shouts of Chu Yi and Song Yuanyuan and the others, and felt Yue Liangze’s sword intent trying to stop her, but she still left.

Because of the mixture of demonic influence and the satisfaction of killing Feng Yunhong, she feared losing control of herself. If her consciousness was completely dominated by demonic nature, perhaps even Yue Liangze couldn’t stop her.

Remembering how in her previous life, she had just become a demon and fought with Yue Liangze, hurting him badly and saying many mocking words, in this life, she didn’t want to repeat hurting him.

Her becoming a demon was already the greatest harm to Yue Liangze.

Ling Luo pursed her lips, her expression gloomy as she exited the Death Mist Gate, unexpectedly seeing mountains and sea before her, with several large ships docked at the pier, and seabirds circling overhead, crying.

This was Eastern Island’s Tianji, a place she knew all too well.

Ling Luo’s expression turned cold. She had set the Death Mist Gate to transport her to Tianzhao Mountain.

“Don’t worry, the people of Tianji can’t detect us.” A familiar voice sounded. Ling Luo looked back to see Qin Yuan with her back to the blue sea, facing her.

Or rather, the Heavenly Dao controlling Qin Yuan.

The Heavenly Dao said: “I’ll only take a moment of your time.”

Ling Luo laughed coldly: “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but given another chance, I would still choose the same path.”

The Heavenly Dao sighed softly and shook her head.

Ling Luo raised her hand and made a slash in the void, opening the Death Mist Gate again, and preparing to leave without wasting words with the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao said: “Do you still remember what you once obtained from beneath the deep sea of Tianji?”

Ling Luo paused briefly, turning her head to look, her expression indifferent.

“Your spiritual veins were replaced, and you couldn’t escape his cage, but in the deep sea you were chosen by the human realm’s Abyss Spiritual Vein, which allowed you to escape.” The Heavenly Dao said, “Six realms, six veins—the Abyss Spiritual Vein controls all spiritual power in one realm. If you hadn’t possessed the human realm’s spiritual vein, you couldn’t have fought against me.”

Ling Luo placed one hand on her sword hilt and laughed coldly: “I haven’t yet obtained the human realm’s spiritual vein now. Perhaps I should kill you once more.”

But the Heavenly Dao shook her head, looking at her with a helpless smile: “It has been with you from the beginning.”

Ling Luo frowned.

The Heavenly Dao said: “Even rebirth cannot change that.”

Where the Abyss Spiritual Vein was hidden, no one knew.

Even Tianji didn’t know that beneath their sect’s mountain lay the resting place of the human realm’s Abyss Spiritual Vein.

Before Ling Luo got her spiritual veins back, she had first obtained the power of the Abyss Spiritual Vein.

That wasn’t a pleasant memory.

Ling Luo: “The human realm’s spiritual vein is still with me. Are you afraid?”

“I hope this time we won’t be opponents.” The Heavenly Dao persuaded, “That was humanity’s own choice, not mine. You may think that resolving me would overturn this world, but every world is the same.”

“You say it wasn’t your choice, then let me ask you, where did Feng Yunhong’s Divine Protection Barrier come from?” Ling Luo looked at the Heavenly Dao with contempt. “A gift bestowed by heaven and earth—does he deserve it?”

The Heavenly Dao replied calmly: “His elimination of demons and protection of the mortal world is true. The Feng family has faithfully upheld this way for thousands of years, which is also true. Aren’t you also wholeheartedly protecting the mortal world? Even as a demon, your sword intent remains unchanged, and this Divine Protection Barrier could also be yours.”

“Who wants it.” Ling Luo made a disgusted face. “If given another chance, I would still do many things. The Xiaoyao Sect will be destroyed, and Tianji will also be destroyed. I’ll join the demons to wreak havoc in the mortal world. What I want to do and should do is not for you to instruct.”

The Heavenly Dao was already accustomed to her temper and showed no annoyance, only helplessness: “If given another chance, will you let that person experience the same fate?”

Hearing these words, Ling Luo became even angrier, leaking killing intent: “I’ll go kill the Four Forbidden Beasts right now to show you!”

The Heavenly Dao replied: “I didn’t release them. I don’t want the Four Forbidden Beasts to emerge.”

Ling Luo looked at her silently, her face full of mockery, and said “do you think I believe you?”

“Releasing the Four Forbidden Beasts wasn’t meant to kill you, but to kill me,” the Heavenly Dao continued frankly. “You’re not the only one who wants to overthrow the cultivation world and reshape the mortal realm.”

Ling Luo frowned as she listened: “So you know that you have poor relationships and are disliked?”

The Heavenly Dao was somewhat bitter: “It’s that none of you understand me.”

Ling Luo turned expressionlessly to enter the Death Mist Gate: “Disgusting.”

The Heavenly Dao stopped her: “This person’s scheme is so grand that even you are calculated within it. Don’t you want to know who it is? During the Moon Palace’s grand wedding back then, the original bride wasn’t Jiang Miao. It was because the previous Jiang family member had an accident that she had to take her place.”

Ling Luo stopped, unconsciously listening as she continued: “Why could Jiang Miao easily kill the previous Palace Master? Because someone was helping behind the scenes. And why did the Bone Demon insist on cooperating with her? Because someone wanted the Bone Demon to do so. All this was just to use Jiang Miao to open the seal of the Moon Palace and release the ten thousand demons.”

Seeing Ling Luo turn around, the Heavenly Dao slowly said: “Don’t you want to know who was the first person to deliberately arrange for Yun Shouxi to notice you?”

Ling Luo narrowed her eyes, her killing intent growing stronger: “Who?”

“It was also this person who, after you became a demon, freely slandered you, guided public opinion, made you into a true demon, and brought the twelve great immortal sects to completely besiege Tianzhao Mountain,” the Heavenly Dao said. “The mastermind diverted all attention in the cultivation world to you, summoning the Four Forbidden Beasts to kill me, but didn’t expect you to fight me first. The cultivation world was destroyed, but demons and monsters remained. At that time, the mortal world would surely become hell—this is the reason for your rebirth.”

“To save me, to save you, and more importantly, to save this world.”

Ling Luo asked coldly: “Why should I believe what you say?”

“You should be able to guess who this person is,” the Heavenly Dao said with a smile. “With another chance, you now have many existences you cannot give up. Can you abandon all these people and not care?”

Ling Luo was so angry that she directly entered the Death Mist Gate and left.

This time, the Death Mist Gate finally took her to the correct location.

The morning sun rose high, and winding mountain paths stretched out with fragrant winter plum blossoms blooming on both sides, fallen petals covering the ground. Round black spirit demons scurried around in the mountains, chirping.

Sui Wu was also telling her their feelings about returning to their old home.

Ling Luo walked along the mountain path through the morning mist. She remembered there was more.

On the mountaintop, there used to be many exquisite courtyards and houses of various styles, as well as flower pools. Green vines covered the entire garden, and in a few months, small purple flowers would bloom. Several fruit vines were set up by the pool.

Many, many scenes, each with Yue Liangze.

But when Ling Luo reached that place, what she saw was only a dilapidated bamboo house.

The human realm’s Abyss Spiritual Vein was still there, but the courtyard that Yue Liangze had built for her was gone.

Ling Luo was somewhat annoyed. She sat under the eaves, looking at the mountain scenery.

The little spirit demons jumped up and down on the bamboo house.

Sui Wu said to her: “Quick, call Danshui True Lord to build a house here!”

Ling Luo replied listlessly: “He must be angry.”

Sui Wu was greatly shocked: “Why? Danshui True Lord dares to be angry with you? He’s made progress!”

Ling Luo: “…”

She pressed on her sword hilt and said gloomily: “Do you have any brains?”

Sui Wu complained: “A sword doesn’t have brains to begin with.”

Ling Luo was so angry that she blocked it again.

She sat alone under the eaves, fuming, not knowing exactly what she was angry about. After lying on the ground, the sky quickly turned gloomy, and soon there came rumbling thunder.

A torrential downpour suddenly began.

This heavy rain continued for three to five days.

Ling Luo stayed outside the bamboo house like this for three days.

She carefully recalled her entire life from beginning to end, seriously, not missing any detail.

Many details that she hadn’t paid attention to before, or thought unimportant, now felt unbearably heavy.

Ling Luo raised her hand to shield her eyes.

In her previous life, Senior Brother Chu Yi was seriously injured due to the Moon Palace incident and didn’t participate in later events. Senior Brother Zi Xiu looked after him during his recovery. When was the last time she saw Senior Brother?

Ling Luo couldn’t quite remember.

Second Senior Brother Yu Xiu broke ties with her because of their master’s death.

Second Senior Brother had always listened to Yun Shouxi since childhood, taking their master as the standard for everything. He wouldn’t hesitate if the master asked him to die, so it was hard for him to accept the fact that his junior sister had killed their respected master.

Although he broke ties with Ling Luo, he never directly confronted her. When they were suppressing Ling Luo, he didn’t participate.

As for Yun Shouxi, Ling Luo’s lips curved in a cold smile.

She was certain this person was dead and not faking it.

Ling Luo had never explained why she killed Yun Shouxi because she found it disgusting. Being targeted by Yun Shouxi with such intentions made her feel disgusted. If she let others discuss this matter, letting the entire cultivation world know, it would be even more disgusting.

There was a painting hidden by Yun Shouxi in the Mirage Tower. The woman in the painting looked very similar to her.

If someone deliberately guided Yun Shouxi to notice her, then this person must have seen this painting before she entered the inner sect.

Not many people could enter the Mirage Tower in the Green Stone Quarter to see this painting.

They must have power and be trusted by Yun Shouxi.

Great Sect Master Mu Hengtian wouldn’t be happy to see Yun Shouxi obsessed with a woman.

As for Second Sect Master Qing Ying, better not to mention.

And the other elders were also hard to say.

While thinking about how to deal with Yun Shouxi in this life, Ling Luo briefly fell asleep.

Outside her dream, the Bitter Karma Flower burned her skin.

In her dream were mountains of begonia flowers at Eastern Island’s Tianji, and a young man holding a wine jar beneath the begonia flowers.

Yue Liangze carried a wine jar down the mountain from the outer sect to help unload cargo at the dock, coincidentally meeting this year’s new outer sect disciples.

These people hadn’t yet changed into sect uniforms, coming from various continents and regions, all chattering with excitement and enthusiasm.

Yue Liangze ignored them, focusing on unloading cargo with the workers, carrying boxes back and forth. The discussions of the new outer sect disciples occasionally reached his ears.

Setting down a box of goods, he stood up and wiped his sweat, unintentionally glimpsing a figure in blue walking at the back of the crowd.

The wind played with her clothes and hair. The young girl slightly raised her head to look at the immortal mountain before her, unlike others’ excitement and enthusiasm; her eyes were filled with deep melancholy.

This fleeting glimpse made Yue Liangze inadvertently remember this person.

Because of those senior brothers with poor character, Yue Liangze had to do chores and work in the outer sect every day. When others rested at night, he still had to rush through night duties, helping with patrols and so on.

Yue Liangze didn’t mind the beatings and humiliation, because he thought it was meaningless.

This mortal world was very meaningless.

He didn’t know what he should live for.

Yue Liangze mechanically went on night patrol and discovered someone practicing a sword in the bamboo forest on the mountain.

The young girl was hardworking and diligent. After finishing classes during the day, she didn’t sleep at night but continued cultivating.

She was truly ambitious.

Yue Liangze didn’t look much, turning to leave without disturbing her.

A few days later, while cleaning the book pavilion, he found it was her again, sneaking into the pavilion at midnight to read, holding a pile of ancient texts in the corner, reading by moonlight.

The young girl dared not light a lamp, fearing discovery by others.

Yue Liangze left silently without disturbing her.

Occasionally passing by the dining hall, he discovered this girl came and went alone, ignoring anyone who greeted her. In private, he heard many people mocking her for having ambitions beyond her abilities.

He always encountered the young girl in the bamboo forest and book pavilion, because of her relentless cultivation.

Yue Liangze didn’t disturb her. He wouldn’t offer food when she was hungry, nor provide candlelight when she needed illumination because the girl’s choices indicated she didn’t want to be discovered.

But he would watch her practice sword all night and put away the books she couldn’t reorganize after she left the book pavilion.

When someone discovered nighttime intrusions into the book pavilion, he took the blame voluntarily, preventing anyone from linking it to the young girl.

Strangely, he was infected by the young girl and began picking up his sword to practice in the courtyard. The ancient texts he once just glanced through, he now read seriously.

The young girl practicing in the bamboo forest, when occasionally tired, would sit on the stone steps and stack stones one by one, softly reciting a name with each stone.

Those were the people who massacred the secluded palace and hurt Yu Zhi.

Later, these people all died by her sword.

They never had a conversation or any eye contact, one in the light, one in the shadows, silently passing many days and nights.

Yue Liangze witnessed the young girl’s diligent cultivation, achieving top grades in both martial and written tests, entering the inner sect, and becoming the personal disciple of True Lord Cen Xi.

From then on, she never went to the bamboo forest or book pavilion again.

Yue Liangze still went.

He practiced swords in the bamboo forest, and read books in the pavilion. For the first time, he had the idea of cultivating to follow a certain goal.

And he took action for it.

Until he left Tianji, he never spoke with the young girl or met her face to face.

This memory was like summer night fireflies—brief, yet bright.