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"Actually, there is hope to completely defeat Siyimo. That ghost once said that we need to go to five places to find five types of Life Stone, which is an ancient divine stone, and then combine them into one. That kind of power is enough to contend with Siyimo," Silver Moon said.
"Have you seen that kind of Life Stone? I mean, you have to let me know what it looks like, otherwise how can I find it?" I looked at Silver Moon and asked.
"Have you seen the ring on Silver Moon's hand? That's what it looks like. This small piece is part of one of the Life Stones that has fallen off; it symbolizes the highest status in the underworld." Rebellion pulled up Silver Moon's hand and held it out in front of me. The Life Stone was shaped like a teardrop in azure blue, especially with its unique aura.
"How come it hasn't been taken by Siyimo?" I asked Silver Moon. Such a massive energy source, Siyimo would surely want it.
"It can only be taken down voluntarily by me. This ring is only passed down to each generation's ghost king, and only the ghost king knows the secrets of the Life Stone. My father only told my brother and me."
"So where are we going next?" I asked them.
"Dark Corner," Rebellion replied, giving me a meaningful glance at the same time. I looked at him in confusion, but he turned his head away.
"Xi Meng, you should know that each area is quite large, and I'm not confident we can find them. Even if we do find them, it will probably be difficult to take them," Silver Moon said.
"I understand. But before we leave, can I say goodbye to Grandpa Ronda and my mentor?"
"It's already arranged. Your mentor is waiting outside the academy. We'll first go to Ronda the Dark Lord together and then set off," Silver Moon said. It seemed many people were aware of this matter while I had been kept in the dark.
After discussing, Silver Moon and the others walked toward another part of the room. Strangely, White Soul was able to move freely without opening his eyes; I didn't think much of it—who doesn't have secrets? Silver Moon pressed a few spots on the wall, revealing a narrow door. I followed them inside; nothing was visible until light appeared, and I realized we had already left the academy.
"I'm here." The voice of Sister Nian came from a nearby forest. A shadow dressed in a black cloak appeared before us, making it impossible to see anything else.
"I can't stay outside for too long, let's hurry," Sister Nian said. Many were there to meet us along the way. Although Siyimo was in a period of cultivation, she had too many eyes watching her. After all, we no longer had the protection of the academy and were at risk of being targeted at any moment. While the chances were slim, it was better to be cautious. According to what Silver Moon had said earlier, Siyimo had no intention of honoring the agreement with the prisoners; she likely wouldn't regard me, a mere human, as a threat.
"Come in, it's much safer here," Nian said as she removed her black cloak. Even though it was my second visit to Grandpa Ronda's place, it felt very welcoming, almost like being close to home.
"You've arrived? Did you notice any suspicious shadows?" Grandpa Ronda asked as he came out from inside.
"No, I've been keeping an eye out," Sister Nian replied.
"That's good, come in quickly."
Once inside, I noticed that the Three Elders from the academy were also present. It seemed they already knew the ins and outs of the situation and were aligned with Silver Moon's father.
"Alright, let's keep this brief so you can set off as soon as possible. This is your first time venturing out without any protection. But children, we will always stand by your side. The future of both the Underworld and the Human Realm depends on you; you are all our hope. This adventure will bring you many experiences, but you must rely on yourselves to truly understand them," the voice sounded like that of the Grand Elder.
"Prince Silvermoon, make sure to keep that ring safe. Any race from the Underworld will respect it. Even if you encounter someone stronger than you, they will still hesitate upon seeing it. After all, your aunt has not yet decided to act against you; as long as the ring is not in her possession and we do not acknowledge her, she is not yet the Ghost King. However, be careful; if you haven't succeeded before your aunt emerges from her retreat, you may find yourselves in danger."
"Xi Meng, this is a reward for this competition; I'm giving it to you now," the Grand Elder said as he turned to me.
"No need for that, Grand Elder; I am no longer considered a Student of Demon Emperor Silver Hall."
"Shut up and take it," said the Third Elder sitting at the edge with a fierce look directed at me. Instantly, I dared not speak again.
The Grand Elder shook his head with a smile and took out a ring for me. It was quite ordinary, a simple band set with a purple gemstone.
"Put it on quickly, it's a treasure," Grandpa Ronda said with a smile. I looked at him in confusion.
"It can detoxify; no poison from the Three Realms will affect you," Grandpa Ronda continued with a grin.
"Thank you, Elder," I quickly expressed my gratitude upon hearing this.
"Child, you don't need to thank me; this is a prize prepared by the Third Elder." I glanced at the Third Elder, who seemed lost in thought, his head slightly bowed and not looking our way.
I still said, "Thank you, Third Elder. I will succeed!" For some reason, this bad-tempered Third Elder left a deep impression on me. Looking back on all the times I had seen him before, he wasn't that scary after all.
"Alright, children, we will protect you. Hurry and set off," Second Elder said. As everyone walked toward the door, I suddenly remembered something.
"Wait a moment, Grandpa Ronda. Did you forget about what Sister Nian and I agreed upon earlier?" I was referring to the matter of reviving Lang Chen.
Grandpa Ronda's expression suddenly froze as he asked me, "Is there still hope? How confident are you?"
"I can't say for sure; as long as your son hasn't reincarnated, there is still hope."
"It's been so long; I would rather hope he has already been reborn. Hell is not a good place."
"Ronda the Dark Lord, let Xi Meng give it a try. Perhaps there are still things he hasn't said and hasn't been able to reincarnate," Sister Nian spoke up. I knew she remembered the promise from back then; she wanted an answer.
"Alright, let's give it a try. Even if it doesn't succeed, it's okay, Xi Meng," Grandpa Ronda gently patted my shoulder.
I nodded heavily. I can do it, as long as he hasn't been reincarnated yet. Just like that female ghost last time, I am sure I can manage.
“Xi Meng is here, beseeching the God of Hell to summon Ronda's son Lang Chen for one last return home. Night will sing for him, and the moon will dance for him. May light cover his sorrowful soul, and may dawn guide Lang Chen's arrival. Gates of Hell, open!” It had been a long time since I used this incantation, and the surroundings were quiet, making me a bit nervous.
As time gradually passed during the wait, after a long while, Grandpa Ronda smiled and said, “This is fine; he should have been reincarnated long ago. Alright, don’t waste any more time.”
“Father, I’m back.” I suddenly turned around to see a refined and handsome figure. His phantom-like presence stunned Grandpa Ronda, who had just turned back.
“Why, why haven’t you reincarnated yet?” I didn’t expect Grandpa Ronda to say this first, but it was easy to hear his sadness.
“I’m sorry, Father. Every time before I am about to reincarnate, I can’t help but stop. It’s been too long; I seem to have forgotten something I should remember.” Lang Chen frowned.
“Child, do you still remember what happened to you?”
Lang Chen shook his head and said, “I can’t recall clearly. I only remember that I was injured on the battlefield, hurt in the head. My body felt like it was crushed to pieces. I kept telling myself not to die, but when I woke up in hell, I forgot the reason why I wanted to live; I've been thinking about it.”
Just as everyone began to fall silent, Sister Nian, who had been quiet all along, spoke up: “You still owe me an answer.”
As Lang Chen turned his head towards Nian, she took off her black hood. At that moment, her eyes were so clear that I easily saw the sorrow within them.
“Who are you?” Lang Chen asked something that shocked me. Nian stared at him motionless as if she were using all her life force to look at him. The atmosphere grew heavy again, and everything fell silent once more. I regretted it; perhaps I shouldn’t have let Lang Chen reappear.
“I remember now; you are Bi Er, right? My former Student, a Dream Soul Master from the human realm.” Lang Chen said with a smile. He smiled lightly as if he were talking about something very ordinary and unimportant. Looking at Nian’s expression, it was clear that Lang Chen remembered her, but his tone indicated that he didn’t care about what mattered most to her.
"Lang Chen then said, 'It's been so long, and you're still hung up on that matter. In fact, your talent was quite impressive back then. I didn't want anything to interfere with you, so I made up an excuse. I've always regarded you as my most valued Student, and I hope you can understand.'
Nian clenched her fists, lowering her head and trembling all over. She whispered softly, 'So it turns out I was just being overly sentimental. All this time, it was just a dream.'
Seeing Nian in such despair for the first time, I rushed to her side and hugged her tightly, repeatedly saying 'I'm sorry.' If it weren't for me, Nian wouldn't be in such despair.
'You're right, Xi Meng. How could this place compare to the human realm? For us Dream Soul Masters, it's just a dream. I've slept for too long; it's time to wake up.' Nian pulled away from me.
She looked at me with vacant eyes and said, 'I abandoned everything for a dream—family, responsibility, light—but it's not too late. I'm sorry, Xi Meng. I promised to be your sister and protect you, but it seems that's no longer possible. I no longer have a reason to live here; I owe my grandfather that much. I must return while he is still alive. Once he passes and my Soul Power dissipates, I won't be able to come back.'
I never expected that today was supposed to summon Lang Chen but instead drove Sister Nian away. However, perhaps this is the best outcome for Sister Nian; here she was destined to be alone for a thousand years, living for a ghost that no longer exists. It would be better for her to leave and return to her family.
A pair of hands firmly supported me from behind. Turning around, I saw Yin Yue with his determined gaze. I subtly maintained my distance from him; seeing Sister Nian today made me realize that people are ultimately just people. At that moment, I overlooked another pair of more persistent eyes.
It wasn't until Sister Nian silently disappeared that I slowly came back to my senses. However, Grandpa Ronda's words once again left me bewildered. He looked at Lang Chen and said, 'Child, why did you lie to her? Didn't you mention wanting to be with Nian?'
Lang Chen remained silent for a long time; his expression was no longer relaxed—he looked very tired. 'Do you really want her to rely on those memories we shared until she dies here? After all, the human realm is her home.'
If earlier I had been holding back my sadness, now I could no longer contain it. I looked at Lang Chen and shouted at him, 'Then you could tell Sister Nian! Didn't you see the despair in her eyes when she left? Do you think you're being noble by leaving your sister alone for hundreds of years?'
'Telling her wouldn't change anything; I still have to leave her. I did forget the reason I needed to live, but when I appeared here and sensed her presence, it reminded me of why I can't reincarnate. What I owe her isn't an answer but a promise. Sigh... it doesn't matter what we say now; it's all meaningless. But thank you very much, little girl; this way I can reincarnate.'
'I'm sorry for what I said before.' I felt guilty; I had been too selfish and hadn't considered his feelings at all. However, at least it proves that Sister Nian didn't love the wrong ghost."
“Lang Chen, you liar!” At that moment, a voice came from the doorway.
“You, how did you come back?” Lang Chen looked at Sister Nian in surprise.
“At first, I really fell for your trick. You said you forgot some things, but how could you remember my name? It’s been hundreds of years; I’ve even forgotten it myself. If you only regarded me as your Student, how would you remember?” Indeed, when I previously asked Sister Nian about her name, she said she had long forgotten it.
“Stop being so obsessed; I’ve been dead for a long time, do you understand? Go back, return to your world!” Lang Chen said excitedly.
“Impossible. Now that I know the truth, I won’t separate from you again. We’ll go to hell together and be reborn together. In our next life, we will definitely find each other, okay?”
“Is it worth it?”
“Because it’s you, it’s worth it.”
Sister Nian smiled, a beautiful smile. She knew that Lang Chen had surrendered. “Xi Meng, sister is very selfish; don’t learn from me. Your talent is high, and the safety of the human realm should be entrusted to you. No matter where I am, I will protect you.”
“I know, sister. I wish you both can be together in your next life.” I smiled as I looked at them.
“Father, we’re leaving. I will bless you in another world.” Lang Chen and Sister Nian bowed to Grandpa Ronda. Grandpa Ronda nodded with a smile as he watched them disappear.
“Alright, it’s time for you to set off as well; I’ll be waiting for your return, children,” the Elder said with a smile. The heavenly force suddenly transformed into a dragon, signaling us to get on. Thus, the adventure truly began. Come on, Dark Corner.
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