Ten years later.
The mountain was still the same mountain.
The valley was still the same valley.
The spirited little child of years ago had blossomed into a peerlessly beautiful young woman. It was as if Heaven had favored her: every feature was exquisitely refined, and her beauty was breathtaking.
Feng Mingran lay on a tree branch, gazing up at the night sky. The crescent moon was like a hook.
All these years, she had never once left the mountain, nor had she ever asked her masters if she could go down.
Her masters assumed that their young disciple, having never seen the splendor of the mortal world, simply had no interest in it.
And Feng Mingran had never told anyone the secret in her heart.
She had been a top agent. One day, she woke up to find herself a five-year-old girl in a mysterious ravine, with seven masters of extraordinary ability.
Apart from her name, her memories from before the age of five were completely blank.
The strange thing was that she still remembered her life as an agent.
Had she died in her sleep and been reborn in another world?
Or had she simply ended up in the body of a five-year-old girl?
Fortunately, her name hadn’t changed.
Naturally perceptive as any exceptional agent, she had suspected that something had been done to her body and that her memories from before the age of five had been tampered with.
Especially since her Sixth Master was so absurdly skilled in medicine.
And by now, she had learned all of his best techniques from Master Six.
But in this life, she wanted to take things easy.
She would live as she pleased, never forcing anything.
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“Minger—”
A lioness’s roar rang through the quiet valley.
The final syllable of “Minger” even curled up with a hint of flirtatious charm.
Feng Mingran’s mouth twitched.
It was Seventh Master.
The only woman among her seven masters, she specialized in poisons.
When she raised her voice, she could make the mountain tremble.
And she was… incredibly strong!
A gust of wind swept by, and Seventh Master was already at Feng Mingran’s side.
Naturally seductive, with a smoking-hot figure—curves in all the right places. Even the world’s top models couldn’t compare!
Feng Mingran had never known how old Seventh Master was. At any rate, in all these years, she had hardly changed at all, as if she’d been preserved in formaldehyde.
Tonight, Seventh Master gazed at Feng Mingran with such indulgent, startling tenderness.
“Minger, come back with Seventh Master.”
Seventh Master winked at Feng Mingran and opened her arms, as if she meant to hug her.
“Seventh Master, I’ll be going on ahead…”
Feng Mingran took off at once, wishing she could ride a pair of wind-and-fire wheels and vanish in an instant.
She had no doubt that, given Seventh Master’s temperament, she would scoop her up and carry her back the very next moment—and hold her the way you’d carry a three-year-old, with her bottom supported!
…
When Feng Mingran returned to where she lived, all her masters were there.
First Master came over and ruffled her hair.
“Our little Minger has grown up. There are some things you need to decide for yourself.”
After saying this, First Master glanced at Sixth Master.
“Xiaoranran…”
Sixth Master seemed to want to say something, but in the end, with a hint of coaxing, all he said was:
“It won’t hurt at all…”
He lifted a silver needle and, with a single move, used his signature technique—the Thirteen Soul-Sealing Needles.
In an instant, a faint pain stirred in Feng Mingran’s mind, as if a long-sealed door had opened.
Her memories from before the age of five had returned…
Blood-red, everywhere!!!…
As it turned out, in this life, she hadn’t simply transmigrated into the body of a five-year-old child. She had effectively been born again.
Only, she had brought her memories from her previous life with her.
She came from the Feng family, once a distinguished family in the capital.
Her father was Feng Jinghan, and her mother was Lan Qingxi. They were deeply in love.
She had three older brothers.
Her Big Brother was Feng Yunan, her second brother Feng Yanli, and her third brother Feng Linche.
After three sons in a row, she was born to parents who had longed for her so eagerly. She was the family’s precious darling.
Everything changed in the year she turned five…
The night was cool and clear when a group of people wearing demon masks suddenly broke into her home!
Her parents shielded the children as they fled. The courtyard was already strewn with fallen bodyguards and servants.
That night, Feng Mingran saw for the first time just how formidable her parents were.
Like a great mountain, they formed a wall of safety around the four siblings.
“Yunan! Take your younger brother and Little Sister and run! Your mother and I will catch up with you!”
At their father’s shout, Big Brother Feng Yunan, only ten years old, scooped her up, and the siblings ran for their lives.
Nestled in her Big Brother’s arms, Feng Mingran’s gaze was cold.
The Feng family’s security system had been so tight, yet it had been breached with ease!
Every move was vicious and ruthless! Every strike aimed to kill!!
The people bearing down on them were clearly top-tier killers, trained to perfection!!!
But in her five-year-old body, there was nothing she could do to help her parents.
If this group of demon-masked killers was only the vanguard, then her parents’ lives were in grave danger tonight!
Footsteps sounded behind them again, drawing nearer and nearer.
Feng Mingran’s ears twitched. Sure enough—another group of killers!
There were at least five of them!
Her brothers had clearly realized that someone was hunting them.
Feng Yunan quickly scanned their surroundings and hid Feng Mingran carefully.
“Little Sister, hide here and don’t make a sound. Don’t come out unless Mom and Dad find you.”
Feng Yunan spoke softly.
Then he turned to his two younger brothers.
“Second Brother, Third Younger Brother, there’s a fork in the road up ahead. We’ll run in different directions!”
With that, Feng Yunan took the two boys with him, and they chose separate paths and ran for their lives.
Feng Mingran’s heart ached.
Her three older brothers had loved and protected her since they were little, always giving her the best of everything.
Even in this life-or-death moment, they had left the hope of survival to her, their little sister.
Their small but resolute figures set off down unknown, perilous paths, just to draw the killers away…
Feng Mingran waited a long time, but neither her parents nor her brothers ever came.
When someone parted the dense grass, Feng Mingran was startled.
The newcomer moved with astonishing lightness!
“Little girl.”
He was a man of striking bearing.
There was no malice in his eyes. He picked Feng Mingran up and carried her away.
That man later became Feng Mingran’s Sixth Master.