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"Yufei—!" she suddenly shouted.

Yufei was startled and turned around to see Galan pointing ahead with a shocked expression.

"Yufei, do you still remember this place?" Galan asked, enunciating each word clearly. "The road you carried me on your back after that car accident two years ago, and the place where I collapsed. But when I woke up, I couldn't find it anywhere."

Yufei slowly looked around. It was a very quiet alley, with dark gray cement ground and dark gray back walls of houses... Somewhat antique-style structures, nothing particularly remarkable in themselves. But the deserted road made it seem even more silent, as if everyone's voices had suddenly vanished, leaving only them. The eerie silence gave one the illusion that time had stood still.

Yu Fei's heart skipped a beat. The scene before him pieced together with some fragmented memories left behind by this body, making him exclaim in surprise, "It's here!"

He slowly raised his clenched left fist to his eyes, revealing a transparent crystal chain on his fair wrist, almost identical to the purple crystal bracelet that Galan had broken a few months ago, except for the color.

So that's how it is? Yufei stared at the bracelet for a long time, then suddenly smiled serenely, his expression returning to the calm and composed demeanor he usually displayed after waking up: "So this is where it all began?"

His body still retained the memories from that time. Logically speaking, after a car accident, the most important thing to do was not to carry Galan on his back with his injured body, but to call for help. So why did Yufei choose the former? It was as if he was cursed, with no clear memories at all.

Yu Fei turned around and took Jia Lan's hand. Before Wu Jing could stop him, Yu Fei suddenly struck his pressure points, leaving him stunned and frozen in place. He then said calmly to the dumbfounded Jia Lan, "Let's go. Let's end where we started. I'd like to know what your intentions are in bringing us here again."

Yu Fei casually waved to Wu Jing behind him and said, "I don't have any internal energy. The pressure points will be released in an incense stick's time. Go back and find Xu Lie yourself, and report everything you know to him. He knows what happened."

Martial arts were never his forte, and this body had little internal strength, so unless he was caught off guard, Yu Fei believed he could never be a match for Wu Jing or Xu Lie.

Chapter 4 The Truth

the truth

Yufei pulled Jialan into a house with a black curtain hanging at the door, without a doorplate or shop name.

He didn't know why he came here; he simply abandoned all rational judgment as he walked, leaving everything to his physical instincts. Sure enough, the moment he stepped into the shop, Yufei knew he had guessed correctly.

It's not unusual for a shop to be filled with crystals, but if everything in a shop, including the floors, walls, and even the tables, chairs, and ceiling, is made of crystals of various colors, then this is definitely not an ordinary place.

Yufei could sense Galan's tension; her palms began to sweat, but she didn't say anything. She just looked around and gripped his hand tightly when she felt fear.

Yu Fei's lips curled slightly, his brown eyes still radiating a faint, warm light in the dim room. He put his arm around Jia Lan's shoulder, led her to two comfortable chairs, and silently whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Galan nodded sheepishly, "I was just too shocked for a moment. And..." she paused, then said absentmindedly, "It felt very familiar."

Welcome to the 'Water House'!

The sudden, pleasant sound startled Galan. She stopped speaking and began to look around, but found no source of the sound. She looked around in surprise and uncertainty.

For Yufei, these things were nothing strange or frightening; he was more concerned about Galan.

He gently released her hand, then turned it so their fingers intertwined. His dry palms were instantly dampened by her cold sweat, but he felt no discomfort, only a sense of comfort. His expression grew increasingly relaxed and content.

"To remain so calm and composed even upon arriving at the Water House, Young Master Han truly lives up to his reputation as a soul that has existed for a thousand years."

The soft voice seemed to rise from the ground or descend from the ceiling. Although it was not as pleasant as the welcoming voice just now, it had a gentle and soothing quality, like rippling water, which made people feel calm and peaceful.

However, her voice contained a certain noise, as if she was deliberately trying to obscure her true vocal quality. The voice was completely unfamiliar, yet upon closer listening, it felt somewhat familiar. Yu Fei smiled inwardly; it seemed the homeowner didn't intend for them to know her true identity.

He had no interest in beating around the bush and simply said, "Since you know who I am, there's no need for you to hide your identity. Just say what you have to say."

"Young Master Han, if it weren't for me, you would still be a wandering, restless soul in the heavens. What grievances do you still have against me?" The voice asked with a hint of helplessness, yet its tone remained calm and elegant, utterly serene.

Yu Fei raised his head slightly, his expression a half-smile: "Does my dissatisfaction have anything to do with what you want to say?"

The voice paused for a moment, as if caught off guard: "This...no."

Yu Fei raised an eyebrow and smiled gently, "Then, please speak."

The voice sighed softly, its tone returning to its previous gentle and peaceful quality, like the surface of rippling water: "In short, Divine Child, I request that you return to the continent of Ishu."

Galan immediately turned her gaze to Yufei, unable to hide her shock: "Yufei, who exactly are you? One minute you're calling me Young Master Han, the next you're calling me Lord Divine Child, are you some kind of deity descended to earth?"

Yufei rubbed his forehead, his head aching, and a low, pleasant laugh escaped his lips. Just as Garan was feeling confused, Yufei suddenly looked up and said indifferently, "The divine child she was talking about is you, Garan."

"Oh, it's me." Galan nodded a beat late, and when his brain processed what he said, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Huh??!!" she exclaimed. "Who are you calling the divine child?! Me? How is that possible?!"

Yufei smiled and ruffled her hair, suppressing a laugh, and continued to ask, "Is Chifei still inside her?"

"Yes." The voice finally trembled with a hint of helplessness. "When her soul and body separated, she retained too much emotion in that world, to the point that it almost exhausted all her true essence. If the Divine Child had left at that time, she would have been completely annihilated. Therefore..."

Yu Fei's heart skipped a beat. So many emotions... so many emotions remained in that world, was that it? He shook his head, forcing himself to think rationally: "What would happen if the continent of Ishu didn't have a divine child?"

The voice paused for a moment: "Does Young Master Han know the tenets of the Heavenly Star School?"

"To draw upon the fires of hell and burn away all the evil in the world?"

“That’s right.” Another soft sigh followed. “But does the young master know the cruel implications behind it?”

Before Yu Fei could answer, the voice continued, "You probably already know that the necessary path for each generation of Shen Tu in the Tianxing School to become a Star Soul is learning skills, choosing a master, assisting, and vying for supremacy. But apart from each generation of Star Souls, no one knows that there is one last condition for Shen Tu to become a Star Soul. That is..."

Yufei felt his breathing become rapid, unsure whether it was due to the low tone of his voice or the increasingly damp palms of Galan's hands.

"That is to kill the master and plunge the world back into chaos."

Yu Fei gasped: Kill the master?! So, the final result of Feng Yihan's recognition of Lin Yu as his master is to kill him? How is that possible? How could there be such a sect and such a rule in this world?

Yu Fei slowly shifted his gaze to Jia Lan, whose face was deathly pale. She looked at him with a blank, clueless expression. Yu Fei felt a pang of pain in his heart and looked away. Did Feng Yihan know about this condition? Would he kill the person he loved most for his master's orders and the restrictions of the sect rules? Or would he fight desperately, only to meet a terrible end?

As if guessing his question, the voice said softly, "In the original historical trajectory, the Tianxingliu Sword Sect flourished for eight generations on the Yixiu Continent, but it finally ended in the hands of the ninth generation Star Soul Feng Yihan, collapsing in a tragic and devastating way, with everyone perishing together."

She seemed somewhat reluctant, her voice filled with a sorrow she hadn't felt before: "The ancestors of the Tianxing Flowing Sword Sect believed that the world is full of evil, and that only the fear of death and the pain of repeated torment can slowly dispel people's greed, desires, and selfishness. The so-called 'drawing the fires of hell to burn away the evils of the world' means to bring the world from the chaos of war to the prosperity and unity, only to destroy that peace again in the instant of unification. From the Lou Kingdom five hundred years ago, to the Ye Kingdom three hundred years ago, and then to the Mujia Dynasty two hundred years ago, none of them could escape the fate of renewed turmoil within thirty years and disintegration within fifty years."