After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

"You know Shen Shuchou?"

Yu Linghuan stared at the chaotic consciousness floating in the darkness before her, her body suddenly stiffening, and a look of shock flooded her eyes.

She had just calmed her breath and taken a step, intending to leave this desolate place.

Unexpectedly, that consciousness, as still as an ancient pool, suddenly rippled with an extremely faint sound.

It was as light as mist brushing across a cold pool, yet as heavy as a thunderclap from the sky, exploding in her ears and sending a shiver through her entire body.

But before she could finish speaking, the chaos returned to deathly silence, as if it had instantly fallen into an eternal slumber. No matter how intently she listened, she could no longer detect the slightest fluctuation.

Yu Linghuan frowned, her fingertips unconsciously curling up, her heart filled with turbulent doubts.

It wasn't that she didn't believe the question in that voice, but she was simply filled with confusion.

What is the relationship between this chaotic consciousness wandering in the dark galaxy and Shen Shuchou, whom I have been searching for across the starry sea?

Why is it imprisoned in this desolate starry sky, where the cold chills to the bone and the light of day is nowhere to be seen?

These doubts, like spider silk, entangled Yu Linghuan's mind, thread by thread.

As she was deep in thought, the chaotic consciousness before her suddenly stirred again, like a last breath struggling to emerge from its slumber.

He uttered words haltingly and weakly: "Help...me...I..."

Yu Linghuan suppressed the turmoil in her heart, composed herself, and asked in a deep voice, "How did you know who I was looking for? What is your relationship with him?"

"You...have his... aura on you..."

The voice was so faint it was almost swallowed by the darkness, yet every word reached her ears clearly.

Yu Linghuan's brows furrowed again, her eyes darkening, and her questioning tone grew even colder: "Since you can recognize his aura, what exactly is your connection with him?"

"I...am...his...wife..."

As the last word fell, the chaotic mass, like a candle that had run out of oil, suddenly extinguished all its fluctuations and returned to deathly silence.

But Yu Linghuan's eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, and a cold glint flashed in the depths of her eyes like shattered ice.

She gazed at the silent chaos, a cold smile slowly curving her lips.

The laughter was light and cool, as if chilled to the bone: "This is getting more and more interesting... If you really are his wife, then who am I?"

"Heh... Shen Shuchou, oh Shen Shuchou..."

The last note lingered, spreading across the empty starry sky, filled with unspoken sharpness.

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.......

Spring goes and autumn comes, the sun and moon turn and leave their marks.

As autumn light swept away the last vestiges of summer heat, frost and snow blanketed the courtyard, enveloping the world in a chilly atmosphere.

It was still that desolate Taoist temple. In the courtyard, a figure with disheveled hair sat slumped on the ground as if struck by frost, looking like a madman.

Her fingertips dug into the cold, blue bricks, and mumbled, broken words escaped her throat: "One year... two years... three years... ten years... a full ten years..."

Since she left, Su Jue Luo has been guarding this Taoist temple and that door that has always been tightly closed for ten years.

For the past decade, fear has gnawed at her soul like a malignant tumor.

If one loses focus even slightly, one will fall into bizarre and terrifying illusions, letting cold sweat soak through one's clothes and trembling like a leaf.

Even though she was repeatedly tormented by this boundless fear, she never once had the slightest thought of leaving.

Ten years ago, Tantai Chigu's last whisper shattered the tenderness in her heart that she had tried her best to protect.

For ten years, no matter the harsh winds and frosts or the swirling snow, she remained steadfast on this small patch of ground.

This small, confined space was her prison for ten years of atonement, and also an abyss of fear from which she would never have a moment of peace.

A fierce snowstorm raged, and under the leaden sky, snowflakes danced wildly like shattered jade, completely enveloping the Taoist temple.

In this chaotic white expanse, a very faint "creak" suddenly broke through the howling of the wind and snow.

The courtyard gate, weighed down by snow and almost the same color as the sky and earth, slowly opened a crack.

The cold wind, carrying snowflakes, rushed in wildly through the cracks, and the cracks suddenly widened in the next moment.

A figure stood against the wind and snow, his clothes fluttering in the gale, and walked in step by step through the snow-covered courtyard.

The faint noise coming from ahead shattered the deathly silence of the courtyard like a thunderclap.

Su Jue Luo suddenly looked up, her eyelashes trembling beneath her disheveled hair. The moment she saw who it was, her pupils constricted sharply!

The color drained away, and in those eyes was extreme shock, which was then completely overwhelmed by a deeper fear.

The next second, her body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, her teeth chattering.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away, clutching his arms tightly and curling up on the ground, his back arched like a dying beast.

The person who arrived was none other than Tantai Chigu, who had left ten years ago.

Ten years have passed without leaving a trace of vicissitudes on her; on the contrary, the aura surrounding her is as deep and cold as an ancient abyss.

Since leaving that year, Tantai Chigu has devoted himself to refining the power he had lost and regained.

This period of stagnation lasted for ten years.

Now, she has absorbed all the forbidden power of the world. This forbidden realm, which was born because of her and disrupted the order of heaven and earth, will eventually be ended by her own hands.

Tantai Chigu stepped over the snow-covered threshold, his gaze not lingering on the curled-up Su Jueluo for even a moment, but going straight past her to the tightly closed door deep in the courtyard.

But their steps stopped at that moment.

Without even getting close, she could clearly sense that the body that belonged to Shen Shuchou in the room had long since vanished without a trace.

Ten years ago, the moment she began to reclaim her scattered power, she had already sensed this abnormality.

This only further confirms that he did not truly perish, but merely broke free from his constraints and left her.

However, she had already absorbed all the power of the forbidden world into her own possession, and had no more attachments to this world. Her next step was to prepare for her departure.

With his thoughts settled, Tantai Chigu slowly turned to the side, his gaze finally landing on Su Juelu, who stood to the side with disheveled hair and a withered appearance.

That gaze was like a reflection in a cold pool, light yet carrying immense power.

Su Jue Luo felt as if her blood had frozen, and she trembled more and more violently. The soft sound of her teeth clashing was particularly clear in the wind and snow.

But in Tantai Chigu's eyes, the overwhelming hatred of ten years ago was long gone, leaving only a silent calm.

Her lips parted slightly, her voice as faint as the wind falling on snow: "He's gone."

"No...it wasn't me..."

Su Jue Luo shook her head violently, stammering incoherently as tears mixed with fear fell onto the snow.

"I'm sorry...it's all my fault..."

"What I mean is, you should leave!"

Tantai Chigu interrupted her ramblings without the slightest ripple in his voice.

"Leave this Taoist temple, leave this place."

Su Jue Luo's cry suddenly caught in her throat, and her eyes, hidden beneath her disheveled hair, snapped open, staring at Tantai Chi Gu in disbelief.

But when they met those unfathomable purple eyes, they shrank back in panic, as if burned, and lowered their heads.

"I didn't kill you ten years ago, and I won't kill you ten years later."

Tantai Chi Gu's voice pierced through the wind and snow.

"Let's go."

"No...I won't leave!"

Su Jue Luo thought it was her trick, and her voice was filled with terrified sobs.

Tantai Chigu's expression remained unchanged; he simply uttered, "Don't you want to see Su Chacha anymore?"

"Cha Cha!"

These two words struck Su Jue Luo's heart like a thunderbolt.

Her already pale face was now completely devoid of color. Her lips trembled as she knelt on the ground, pleading, "Please... don't hurt her... I'll do whatever you say..."

Before she could finish speaking, a screen of light suddenly lit up in front of her.

Su Jue Luo subconsciously looked up and saw a woman in white sitting under an old tree in the light screen, pointing at a book with her fingertips, patiently teaching a five or six-year-old girl to read and write.

Although the white-clad woman's face was unfamiliar, Su Jueluo recognized her at a glance.

That was the new body she found for Su Chacha back then.

She erased Cha Cha's painful memories of the past, gave her a completely new life, and even changed her name to Bai Luo Cha.

In the scene, several more children ran over, laughing and chattering around Bai Luocha.

Bai Luocha put down her book, looked at them with a gentle smile, a calm and carefree demeanor that Su Jueluo had never seen before.

Su Jue Luo was so engrossed in watching that her fingertips unconsciously reached out towards the light screen, but the next second, the image suddenly vanished, leaving only a courtyard full of snow.

"She's been doing well all these years."

Tantai Chigu's voice rang in my ears, a somewhat indifferent announcement.

"She opened a private school, and those were her students."

Su Jueluo remained silent for a long time, snowflakes falling into her hair and melting into cold water. She finally raised her head, her voice hoarse and barely audible: "You...why did you suddenly let me go?"

"Because I'm leaving too."

Tantai Chi gazed into the depths of the wind and snow, a hint of sadness lurking in his voice.

"Go find my Dao Master, carrying this heart that still remembers him."

That's all I have to say; there's no need for further words.

Her return was for a final farewell.

After saying that, Tantai Chigu stopped looking at Su Jueluo's complicated expression and turned to walk out of the Taoist temple.

Her figure gradually faded into the swirling snow, eventually being completely swallowed up by the churning snowflakes, as if she had never existed.

The wind and snow grew increasingly violent, carrying a chill that penetrated to the bone.

Su Jue Luo stood frozen in place for an unknown amount of time before slowly, very slowly, straightening up.

She gazed at the still-open courtyard gate in the distance, then looked up at the snow falling continuously from the sky. The snowflakes landed on her eyelashes, icy cold.

After a long while, she carefully lifted her foot and took her first step.

"Crunch!"

The sound of snow being crushed underfoot echoed clearly in the deathly silent courtyard, and also resonated deep within her heart.

It was as if something snapped completely at that moment.

It was a shackle of atonement that imprisoned her for ten years, an abyss of fear that had haunted her for ten years.

The first step is the beginning of a new life.

Soon, with the second and third steps... her steps became firm as she walked out of the Taoist temple that had confined her for ten years.

Behind her, on the snow, there were a few very faint traces of dampness, tears that had frozen before they could fall.

But in an instant, it was covered by the blizzard and disappeared without a trace.

……

"Clang!"

Suddenly, a sword cry pierced the sky, like an ancient dragon's roar tearing through silk, forcefully freezing the wildly dancing snowflakes in mid-air.

As it fell, it was crushed into dust by an invisible force.

A petite figure strode swiftly through the snow, her sword intent surging like a raging sea. Thousands of sharp wisps emanated from her body, transforming into tangible sword shadows as they entangled with the wind and snow.

She closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, there was no trace of impurity in them, only pure sword intent flowing within, as if only the word "sword" remained in the world.

All the wind and snow, all the sounds, became mere background to the sword.

In her eyes, that fleeing figure was nothing more than a dead object waiting to be killed.

"Raven God! You can't escape!"

Gu Qingran's voice was enveloped in sword intent, clear and sharp like shattered ice colliding.

The Raven God in front had lost all his former arrogance; after the forbidden power was extracted, most of his strength was drained away.

Under the overwhelming pressure of the sword intent, every step felt like stepping on the tip of a knife.

"Don't...kill me!"

He collapsed onto the snow, his forehead pressed against the cold snow, his voice filled with desperate cries.

"I was wrong... Please spare my life!"

Gu Qingran turned a deaf ear; ten years of resentment had solidified into the fiercest flames of hatred in her heart.

She slightly raised her wrist, and the surging sword intent around her suddenly subsided, gathering entirely at her fingertips.

In an instant, a pure white sword pillar, solid as a physical object, shot into the sky, carrying a world-destroying power.

It pierced through the swirling snow and wind, like divine punishment descending, with a sharp whooshing sound, and precisely penetrated the body of the Raven God!

"what!"

The piercing scream was torn apart by the sword wind, and the Raven God froze.

His body cracked inch by inch under the residual power of the sword pillar, and even the splattered blood droplets were cut into fine blood mist by the sword intent, which fell together with the snowflakes.

With a single sword strike, Gu Qingran severed all grudges and slowly withdrew her stance, the sword shadows swirling around her gradually dissipating.

Only a faint wisp of sword energy remained around her, and even snowflakes that came within three feet of her were silently sliced ​​in half.

The next second, she suddenly looked up at the sky, and that fleeting figure met her gaze from afar just as her sword intent was at its peak.

"The solitary Tantai Pond..."

She murmured softly, her voice still carrying the lingering echo of the sword's cry.

"I hope you can find your master... Qingran will be here, waiting for his return, and also waiting for you to come back."

P.S.: My incredibly long and tedious sixth life story has finally come to an end! Sorry!