Lin Luochen paused in silence, then stubbornly tried to step out of the cave residence, only to be blocked by an invisible barrier. He wanted to cultivate, but his cultivation was sealed. Left with no choice, he randomly picked a cushion to sit cross-legged and rest while reflecting on the cultivation techniques he had practiced in his past life.
[System notification—The Myriad Dao Reincarnation System will successfully activate tomorrow.]
The night passed quietly.
The next day.
Lin Luochen attempted to leave the cave residence again, but this time, the invisible barrier was gone. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a breathtakingly beautiful fairy crouched outside the cave entrance.
Leng Qingqiu no longer carried her usual lofty, cold, sacred aura. She was covered in blood, her phoenix eyes bloodshot.
“Why did you come out?” Her voice was cold and weary. Without waiting for Lin Luochen to speak, she pulled him back inside the cave.
“Your injuries are serious. I was planning to go down the mountain to gather a specific herb for you.” After settling him in, she gave him a few healing pills.
She turned to leave the cave, but recalling that Lin Luochen might try to leave the next day, a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
“Stay here and don’t run around. I’ll be back by tonight.”
After saying that, Leng Qingqiu soared into the air and left behind only a faint shadow.
She had listened to Lin Luochen’s inner thoughts, remembered everything from the past, and hadn’t slept the entire night. Her heart was in torment.
Now, all she wanted was to do something for Lin Luochen—only then could her heart feel even a shred of comfort.
At the very least… she didn’t expect forgiveness right away…
“Senior Sister!”
Below, a young girl’s soft voice called out.
Leng Qingqiu looked down and saw it was Yu Youwei. She descended and asked, “What is it?”
Yu Youwei was startled by Leng Qingqiu’s blood-covered figure, pale face, and red-rimmed eyes, but remembering her purpose, she softly asked, “Where is Junior Brother Lin?”
“What do you need from him?” Leng Qingqiu’s voice was icy, like a ten‑thousand‑year spring, her entire aura cold.
Tears shimmered in Yu Youwei’s eyes as she suddenly knelt before her. Choking up, she said, “Senior Sister… we wrongly accused Junior Brother Lin. Many things he didn’t do. He was framed…”
“The ring wasn’t stolen by him. It was all a show orchestrated by Ye Chen!” Yu Youwei trembled. “I can hear Junior Brother Lin’s thoughts. Please believe me.”
After Leng Qingqiu took Lin Luochen away, Yu Youwei had felt tormented inside. Reflecting on everything that had happened and Lin Luochen’s changes, she realized it all started after Ye Chen appeared.
She couldn’t bear the thought of Lin Luochen suffering injustice, so she stayed up all night and came to find Leng Qingqiu early in the morning.
Seeing that Leng Qingqiu still seemed as cold as frost, Yu Youwei’s heart sank. She knew how important the person who saved her beneath the cliff was to Leng Qingqiu—the person who had brought her hope.
“Back then, it wasn’t Ye Chen who saved you when you fell. It was Junior Brother Lin. If you don’t believe me, I swear to the heavens—”
Before she could finish, Leng Qingqiu interrupted, “I believe you.”
“Because… I can also hear his thoughts…” Leng Qingqiu lowered her eyes, not letting Yu Youwei see her sorrow and disgrace. “So… I am atoning…”
“How could I watch him suffer…”
Yu Youwei’s pupils widened. She had never seen Leng Qingqiu like this. Even if the sky collapsed, it wouldn’t have made her show such an expression.
“That’s why I’m heading down the mountain to gather herbs for Junior Brother Lin’s wounds…” Leng Qingqiu said, then added, “Also, Junior Brother Ye might be dangerous. After I leave, it’s best not to interact with him.”
“Mhm, I won’t!”
Yu Youwei nodded rapidly like a pecking chick. Then she asked nervously, “Then… may I see Junior Brother Lin?”
“You can, but don’t let him notice. He’s very disappointed in us.” Leng Qingqiu turned away. “A heart that has died… has to be slowly warmed back up.”
“Got it, got it!” Yu Youwei stuck out her little pink tongue. “Since when did Second Senior Sister become so naggy? Hurry and come back!”
“Hmm…” Leng Qingqiu also realized she’d been speaking more since learning the truth. Without another word, she soared away.
Elsewhere.
“That damn bitch Yu Youwei dared to avoid me when she saw me!”
Ye Chen smashed everything he could in his cave residence, venting his fury.
“Judging by my calculations, your chance here might be gone. We need to leave as soon as possible,” said Old Li’s voice from within the ring.
Ye Chen’s face twisted. “I’ve stayed here for a year! You damned old thing said this place had my opportunity, and now you tell me to leave? What are you plotting?”
Old Li frowned inside the ring, clearly annoyed. “I’m your master. Is this how you speak to me?”
“Besides, I’m doing this for your own good.”
“For my good? Spit on that!” Ye Chen shouted. “If it weren’t for you needing me to rebuild your body, would you teach me divine arts? Would you help me cultivate?”
His ordinary face contorted with rage.
Old Li fell silent, then spoke again more gently, “The fortune of this place has shifted. Someone is altering the fate of this area. You must leave. This place is no longer suitable for you.”
“You damn fossil! Two days ago, didn’t you say the fortune here had reached its peak, the highest in the entire Northern Dipper Ancient Star Domain!?”
Ye Chen roared. His face twisted, eyes bloodshot. He licked his lips greedily. “It’s been so long, and I still haven’t seen that slut Yun Wangshu’s real face…”
“The number one beauty of the Northern Dipper Ancient Star Domain. Her celestial beauty far exceeds any woman I’ve ever played with.”
“And her three disciples—each one is shockingly talented and stunning beyond compare.”
Ye Chen fell into a lustful fantasy, his lower body already reacting.
“But I haven’t even touched a finger of theirs. And Lin Luochen? What the hell is he!?”
His bloodshot eyes burned with rage. In his mind, every woman should revolve around him.
Old Li inside the ring looked at him with disdain.
In his view, Ye Chen couldn’t match Lin Luochen in cultivation, appearance, talent, or temperament.
And this was the so-called child of destiny? Standing beside Lin Luochen, anyone would think he was his servant.
But remembering he was unfortunately bound to him, Old Li sighed bitterly. “Mind your words. That Saint from the Cloudveil Sect is terrifying…”
“She’s dozens of times stronger than I was in my prime. Call her by name again, and she’ll hear you.”
“She can hear me? I call her by name every day in secret, and she hasn’t done anything to me yet!” Ye Chen sneered.
“She was already dazzling in my era, solely devoted to the path of cultivation, walking the Dao of Emotionlessness. No matter what you say, she wouldn’t care.”
“But she has countless suitors, even ancient Monarchs among them. If they hear what you say, you might lose your head.”
Old Li warned seriously.
“Bullshit! I, Ye Chen, am the child of destiny. Who dares kill me? Who dares defy me!?”
Ye Chen roared, “Old Li, if you dare keep praising others and belittling me again, forget about ever getting your body back!”
This time, Old Li said nothing.
Ye Chen sneered, then turned his eyes toward the distant cave residence of Leng Qingqiu.
“Lin Luochen…”