Chapter 89: Ye Zi’s Inner Voice Part 2

Wang Ya knew her secret crying couldn’t escape Ye Zi’s senses. She asked stiffly with a cold face, “What are you doing here?”

Ye Zi said nothing, silently sitting on the chair beside her and quietly gazing at Wang Ya.

Wang Ya frowned and glared fiercely at Ye Zi before getting up and going to the bathroom to wash her face. She splashed cold water on her face harshly, took several deep breaths to steady her mind and suppress all her emotions, then turned and left the bathroom. Ignoring Ye Zi, she went straight to bed, took off her jacket, slipped under the covers, lay down, and went to sleep.

Ye Zi sat motionless in the chair, slowly retracting her aura to avoid disturbing Wang Ya’s rest.

Wang Ya lay in bed without any intention of sleeping, her whole body tense. After a few minutes, she sensed the room was so quiet that only her own breathing remained. Thinking Ye Zi had left silently since she ignored her, she sighed deeply, pulled the covers tightly over her head, hugged her head with both arms, and curled into a ball under the blanket. Only when drowsiness came did Wang Ya fall asleep, her tense body relaxing slightly.

Ye Zi hadn’t left. She had merely retracted her aura to an extremely low level. With the vast gap in strength between her and Wang Ya, as long as she didn’t look directly at Wang Ya with her eyes, Wang Ya couldn’t sense her presence. Her keen perception allowed her to capture all of Wang Ya’s subtle movements without needing to use her eyes.

She knew Wang Ya didn’t like sharing a room with her. Earlier, when she hadn’t retracted her aura, Wang Ya’s whole body had been tense and unable to sleep. Only after she concealed her aura to the point where Wang Ya couldn’t detect it did Wang Ya fall asleep. She liked guarding Wang Ya. Only when Wang Ya’s aura was by her side did she feel complete—not just in life, but in soul. She had guarded the True Body buried in the Wang Mausoleum for over a thousand years. Though it was the True Body, containing extremely powerful Demonic Power and sharing the same fate and origin, it was ultimately a soulless shell, not even a living thing, merely a lifeless vessel. Guarding those True Body remnants gave her a sense of lifeless, soulless desolation, unlike the vibrant pulse of life and soul she felt touching Wang Ya’s presence.

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In the Azure Dragon Palace, she had once wanted to end Wang Ya’s life to bring the Flower Soul back to her side, but when she sensed Wang Ya’s will to survive and struggle, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She had been angry at Wang Ya for forgetting her, so furious she wanted to beat her to death, slapping Wang Ya hard across the face several times. But she softened, her anger dissipated. Seeing Wang Ya flung off the trestle bridge with a shrill scream of agony, she panicked and quickly pulled her back, not daring to strike hard again. She could only stew in her pent-up anger and walk far away from Wang Ya.

Outside the Illusory City Labyrinth, Wang Ya had sought her out on her own. She thought Wang Ya had remembered their past and wanted to meet her; the pent-up frustration in her heart vanished instantly. She hurried over and saw Wang Ya treating her not like the stranger lost in confusion from their last meeting, but very familiarly, even sharing a set of her clothes with her. She remembered her mood then as “happy”—pure happiness. But before she could savor it for long, Wang Ya said she had called her out to help deal with those humans in the labyrinth whom she could slap to death with two swats. It still made her feel stifled thinking about it now; she had turned and left directly, too angry to bother with Wang Ya anymore. But when she heard Wang Ya’s utterly shrill scream—”Ye Zi, save me—” she rushed back and caught Wang Ya as she plummeted toward the sealing abyss. To be honest, she was quite angry. If it had been an Earth Immortal-level figure, fine—but some small fries dared to be so brazen, and Wang Ya could wail like that? It was too embarrassing. So she unleashed the energy of the Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower sealed in the cauldron into Wang Ya’s body, activating her demonic nature. With merely twenty percent of her peak strength, she swept them all away. The Underground Palace collapsed, Wang Ya exhausted her strength and got buried underground, even struggling to breathe. That was when she understood what reincarnation as a human meant. She secretly ferried air from the Yang Realm that Wang Ya needed, observing her from the shadows. The collapsed Underground Palace posed no obstacle to her, but to the reincarnated Wang Ya, it was like a death trap; she could only dig a tunnel to escape. That was when she realized that, physically, Wang Ya was now human, not demon—she had lost all her previous life’s abilities, and the Demonic Power she could wield was pitifully scant.

She had followed Wang Ya all the way through the Illusory City Labyrinth, observing her every step. Wang Ya’s words and actions made her understand that Wang Ya was more human than demon. She had been angry, annoyed, even gone to question Feng Yuqin and confronted Wang Ya directly, but in the end, she had to face reality. She had never seen what Wang Ya was like in her past life firsthand, only piecing it together from others’ accounts and her imagination.

No matter how Wang Ya changed, even forgetting everything about them, her life aura and soul aura remained unchanged. After thousands of years bound by the same roots, fate, and origin, that aura was too familiar to her—she had longed for it too long. Wang Ya was determined to return to the human world; she knew she couldn’t keep Wang Ya underground. She could only follow her to this unfamiliar and dangerous world. Her root system was too vast and deeply rooted; she couldn’t uproot it to leave. She could only send her Divine Soul into this body she had nurtured over a millennium to come to the human world.

To her, this world was utterly different from underground—a strange place full of unpredictable dangers because it was unknown. But this world had Wang Ya; only here could she achieve her completeness. Underground without Wang Ya, no matter how safe or powerful, left her incomplete.

After so much observation, she also understood that Wang Ya was not easy to get along with—her emotional defenses were too deep. Was it because of her miserable death in the past life? Or the experiences in this life that led to those emotional outbursts earlier? She knew too little about Wang Ya’s experiences in the human world. Fortunately, in this life, she could follow Wang Ya to the human world and learn what had happened to her.