He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Yun Yi opened his eyes.

The Blood Demon Devouring Heaven Technique has been perfected.

The fruit that cost 5,000 points only just reached the Great Perfection stage?

[Would you like to proceed to the Hall of Reincarnation?]

Just as Yun Yi was pondering, the light sphere spoke.

His thoughts returned:

"Can I choose not to leave? I want to continue my cultivation here."

The ball of light flickered.

No, after completing the reincarnation mission, a reincarnator can stay for a maximum of ten minutes.

[Since you have level one access, you can stay for an extra hour.]

Only ten seconds remain.

If the reincarnated individual does not leave, I will initiate forced expulsion.

Yun Yi's lips twitched:

"Can't I even stay a little longer? So stingy?"

[6...5...]

Listening to the countdown from the light sphere.

"Then I choose to leave, but not to the Hall of Reincarnation, but to return to my original world."

The countdown of the light sphere came to an abrupt end.

【confirm. 】

Yunyi, a reincarnated being, has chosen to return to his original world.

The regression coordinates have been locked.

[Teleportation Initiated—]

The white light engulfed him.

Yun Yi felt as if he had been stuffed into an industrial dehydrator once again.

The white light dissipated.

Yun Yi opened his eyes.

The computer in front of me was still there, the screen lit up, stuck on the password input screen.

Behind her, the woman's breathing was rapid and broken, tinged with suppressed trembling.

She didn't move.

From the moment he pressed the button until now, perhaps only a second has passed.

Perhaps not even a second.

Yunyi's fingers were still hovering above the keyboard, in the position of pressing fingerprints.

He glanced down at it.

It's still those same hands.

The hands of an eighteen-year-old were distinctly knuckled, with thin calluses on the fingertips—these were from holding a pen, not a knife, not a sword, and certainly not the vermilion pen that had been held for over three hundred years.

In front of me is an ordinary computer desk.

There were no memorials, no teacups, no incense burners, and no jade seal inscribed with "Mandate of Heaven".

He is back.

Xu Youyou was about to urge him further, but her pupils suddenly contracted the moment she looked at Yun Yi.

The person in front of me seems to have changed.

No, not like.

She has completely become a different person.

When those eyes looked at her, she felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her, and a chill was seeping into her bones.

My knees were trembling, my back was chilling, and my throat felt like it was being choked, preventing me from making a sound.

She wanted to kneel.

It's not something you think about; it's a decision your body makes on its own.

"you……"

Xu Youyou's voice was trembling. She gritted her teeth and tried to hold on, but her knees had already hit the ground.

The cold touch of the tiles traveled up her knees, but she didn't have the strength to stand up.

Yun Yi looked at her for two seconds.

That overwhelming momentum suddenly subsided.

Like the receding tide, like a book being closed.

He transformed back into that eighteen-year-old youth, wearing an ordinary coat and standing in front of an ordinary computer desk.

But Xu Youyou knew things were different.

She knelt on the ground, her knees aching, her mind blank, and could only look up at him.

Get up.

Yunyi said.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority, like a habit that had been repeated a thousand times.

Xu Youyou pushed herself up from the ground, her legs still trembling.

She tried to ask something, but opened her mouth several times without making a sound.

Yun Yi ignored her, turned around, walked to the bedside, and plopped down on it.

The spring made a piercing squeaking sound.

He crossed his legs, his posture as casual as a college student who had just finished class.

She's completely different from the person who made her kneel down just now.

"you--"

"Shhh."

Yun Yi raised a finger and turned his head to look out the window.

There were footsteps outside the window.

It wasn't just one person.

Xu Youyou's expression changed:

"They're here."

"I know."

Yun Yi's tone was indifferent.

The voice just fell.

The window is broken.

Glass shards poured in like a torrential downpour, accompanied by the night wind and a man's laughter.

"Xu Youyou, you can really run fast."

A man in a black trench coat landed on the windowsill, his boots crunching on the broken glass.

There were two other people standing behind him, a man and a woman, both wearing the same style of mask as Xu Youyou but in a different color.

Yun Yi didn't move.

He didn't even stand up; he just tilted his head and lazily looked at the man.

Name: Zhao Tieshan

[Identity: Deacon who defected from the Azure Sky Society, now an outer member of the "Blood Blade" organization]

Loyalty: -35

[Evaluation: Having just entered the second stage of the Transcendent Realm, this person is at the peak of their confidence, but they are also a typical bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong, kneeling down faster than anyone else when faced with someone of higher cultivation.]

When Yun Yi saw the label "Transcendent Second Stage", he had a general idea of ​​what it meant.

"Zhao Tieshan".

Xu Youyou's voice trembled, but she still took a step forward and stood in front of Yun Yi, "You're arresting me, it has nothing to do with him."

"Oh?"

Zhao Tieshan tilted his head, his gaze passing over Xu Youyou and landing on Yun Yi. "And who is this?"

"An ordinary person."

Xu Youyou said, "I just randomly asked a stranger to help me turn on my computer and send messages."

"A passerby?"

Zhao Tieshan laughed, his laughter echoing in the cramped rented room. "Xu Youyou, do you think I'm stupid?"

He took a step forward, his boots slamming against the broken glass.

"You ran all the way to just one stranger's house? And you even had someone pass on a message for you?"

"This person is either your accomplice, or—"

His gaze swept over Yun Yi, filled with scrutiny and disdain.

"It's your lover."

Xu Youyou's face flushed red.

"No! He just—"

"Alright."

Yun Yi spoke.