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Chapter 47: A Millennium of Separation Part 2


The infatuation-filled green eyes of Ye Zi suddenly turned cold, staring icily at Wang Ya until her back chilled.

Wang Ya steadied her breath and said, “Ye Zi, perhaps you two were in love, and perhaps her memories and emotions are in me. But you have to understand, I’m Wang Ya now. It’s possessing my body because it still has things to do. Maybe it’ll come back once they’re done? I think its possession of me is related to the Feng Family’s extermination. Perhaps once the Feng Family’s inheritance can be smoothly passed on, it’ll return?” Wang Ya herself felt her persuasion was unreliable. If the Flower Demon was coming back, why not before the Feng Family was wiped out decades ago?

Not only did Ye Zi’s gaze turn cold, but her face also became frosty.

Wang Ya clearly heard Ye Zi’s voice drift into her ear: “No wonder I wanted to slap you the moment I saw you!” In the next instant, a green light flashed before her eyes, and her chest took a heavy palm strike. It was so forceful that her vision went black from the pain. Then she found herself flying through the air, already off the plank road and plummeting downward. Wang Ya screamed “Ah—” in fright, flinging out the Ghost Collecting Bell to hook onto the chain railing, but it missed. Nearby, Zhang Qingshui’s Green Vine shot over, brushing past her body without catching her. Her figure rapidly fell, with the roar of surging waves below. Just as Wang Ya thought she would fall into the water, a green light shot out, and a vine-like thing wrapped around her ankle, yanking her back into the air where she dangled dizzily. Then came the whooshing sounds of breaking air, and her whole body burned with fiery pain. Finally, she crashed heavily onto the plank road face-first! Though the fall felt heavy—she even heard the loud thud— she didn’t feel the pain from it. Instead, the lashes from that damn Ye Zi hurt like hell. Wang Ya climbed up, quickly retreating a few steps. Suddenly remembering roots were everywhere and nowhere to hide, she charged forward again. She wanted to form seals to attack Ye Zi, but seeing the green shadow on the path, the thought of “originally from the same root” made her hesitate. She stopped in front of Ye Zi, inexplicably sighing inwardly, and asked, “Did Feng Yuqin go to the Underworld Courts?”

Dozens of thumb-thick roots halted less than a foot from Wang Ya.

Ye Zi stared coldly at Wang Ya, motionless.

After a long while, Wang Ya heard Ye Zi say, “A few days ago, a Feng Family descendant named Feng Yuqin stepped into the Yellow Springs and asked me to send her to the Bardo Realm.” As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Zi’s figure began to fade.

Wang Ya called out, “Ye Zi!”

The fading green shadow glanced coldly at her.

Wang Ya asked shamelessly, “Can you send me to the Bardo Realm too?”

A desolate smile appeared on the green shadow’s face. “Who exactly are you? Have you forgotten everything after changing to a new host body?”

Wang Ya said softly, “When I was born, I was nearly drowned in a urine bucket.”

Ye Zi’s already translucent green figure solidified again. She looked at Wang Ya in astonishment and exclaimed, “You—” Her expression softened as she said, “During womb-borrowing reincarnation and soul seizure possession, the divine soul is at its weakest. No wonder you’re like this now.” Gazing at Wang Ya with eyes full of tenderness, she asked, “Have you also forgotten the Blood Curse Soul Oath you swore with the Feng Family?”

Wang Ya softly said “mm.”

“You’re not Feng Family blood. I can’t help you. You have to go to the Bardo Realm on your own. The map to the Bardo Realm is in your hands. Go find it yourself.”

Wang Ya said, “I don’t have a map.”

Ye Zi said, “Yin Spirit Scroll.”

Wang Ya glanced astonished at Ye Zi. “Isn’t the Yin Spirit Scroll a treasure for collecting ghosts and demons, harming people, and seizing lives? When did it become a map?” As she spoke, she saw Ye Zi’s face change again, with a gritted-teeth fury like “This damn woman makes me want to slap her again.”

After a long pause, Ye Zi said, “It was originally a map. Your true body housed in the scroll gave it other functions.”

Wang Ya was stunned and asked, “If my true body is entrusted in the scroll, where was my soul entrusted before reincarnation? In the Feng Family heirloom that shattered when I was born?”

Ye Zi’s body turned into a streak of green light and vanished instantly. Even the roots clinging to the cliff walls retreated rapidly, disappearing clean in the blink of an eye. The roots covering the entire bridge surface behind Zhang Qingshui and Huang Qi also vanished, and the bridge without their support collapsed with a boom.

A sudden lightness filled Wang Ya’s heart. All the negative emotions weighing on her dispersed. Even with the full-body corpse stench, she felt refreshed. Wang Ya figured she might indeed be the Flower Demon’s reincarnation, having gained some of its memories, emotions, and power. But she absolutely had no desire to become that Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower Demon. What was the big deal? If she didn’t see Ye Zi, so be it. Acting all heartbroken like someone owed her millions—it was exhausting!

Huang Qi heard the crashing of the bridge behind her and pulled Zhang Qingshui forward a few steps without looking back. “The Leaf Demon of the Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower was pissed off by Wang Ya.” She whispered, “Qing Jie, I didn’t hear the Leaf Demon’s voice earlier, but from Wang Ya’s words, it’s basically confirmed she’s the reincarnation of the Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower’s Flower Demon. Something went wrong during her womb-borrowing reincarnation, injuring her divine soul and leaving severe aftereffects.”

Zhang Qingshui silently took Huang Qi’s hand and walked toward Wang Ya. “Wang Ya, didn’t you ask that Leaf Demon about the way out?”

Wang Ya glanced back at Zhang Qingshui, then at Huang Qi. “Don’t we have Little Qi as a living radar?” Ask for directions? Hadn’t that Leaf Demon wanted to slap her at every turn? Her whole body ached now!


Yin Spirit Scroll

Yin Spirit Scroll

Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

Heaven had sun and moon; the world divided into yin and yang. The Yang Realm had people, so did the Underworld have ghosts? Where was the Underworld? Where were the ghosts?

One day, a girl born on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month—the Ghost Festival—flipped open an ancient, faded scroll and suddenly discovered that it brimmed with vibrant colors.

The painting depicted undulating mountains, resembling an ancient map. It was made from human skin and drawn with blood as ink, with ghost shadows lurking upon it.

The ancient scroll, soaked in blood, unveiled a little-known world—one filled with Yin Spirits and long-buried history.

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Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower,

Blooms for a millennium,

Falls for a millennium,

Flower and leaf forever apart.

Love defies cause and effect,

Fate dooms them to life and death.

**Content Tags:** Supernatural Monsters, Thrilling Suspense, Urban Romance, Jianghu Grudges

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