Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

Yangzhou, a city embroiled in the chaos of history.

In recent years, the Holy Sect, which has been regarded as a heretical and unorthodox sect, has maintained an unusually low profile since the change of leadership.

That woman, hailed as the most alluring and enchanting woman in the world.

[In quiet contemplation, amidst the chaotic dances of spring and autumn, he has not taken a single step, barefoot.]

[It seems that the Battle of Midgard caused him to suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder.]

Your figure, with red hair and a black robe, stands silently at the gate of the chaotic Spring and Autumn period.

Witnessing the vibrant clash of cultures around us, and the blossoming of diverse inspirations.

Your appearance is as elegant and refined as it was in your youth.

[Her figure was tall and imposing, her red hair tied up.]

She wore a long, dark-colored gown, cinched at the waist, with wide sleeves and a long hem.

It appears ancient, mysterious, and elegant.

Yet, it couldn't conceal the decay and decline of old age reflected in his eyes.

[Once again, I'm gradually approaching the end of my life.]

[The boundless light of wisdom shines forth, subtly reflecting this most unconventional and unrestrained place on earth.]

[Following the streets of the chaotic Spring and Autumn period, which once held half of the original site.]

[Arriving at a familiar place.]

Cherry blossoms bloom year-round, casting a beautiful pink misty rain.

You look up and gaze at the distant pavilion.

The woman leaning against the railing, her eyes glazed over, was engrossed in studying ancient texts on divination and numerology.

[Still as clear as ever.]

Looking at the progress of his reading of classical texts, it's not that he hasn't read them at all, but it's better than nothing.

[Noticing a gaze upon them.]

Shang Qingdai could not hide her annoyance.

Since Junior Sister inherited the position of Holy Sect Master, she has been in seclusion for quiet cultivation.

This allowed her to seize control of the chaotic Spring and Autumn period.

Her obsession with divination and numerology was no secret.

During this period, numerous young talents, confident in their unparalleled abilities in divination, deliberately sought to attract her attention.

[Attempting to approach.]

【Then……】

[Since she was submerged in the canal, tourists visiting the banks for spring outings have been wondering why the canal's water level seems to be rising day by day.]

[Those clear yet foolish eyes were disturbed by a bewildering and strange force.]

The surrounding scenery was like a mirage, a reflection in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water.

[Just as you are about to be pulled into an endless descent into illusion.]

Her pupils contracted slightly, and her supernatural power froze.

Gazing at your red hair and black robe, a strange, indescribable feeling stirs within me.

That was a single glance, etched into my very soul, unforgettable.

You drifted invisibly, landing on the attic corridor.

[Shang Qingdai, her graceful figure seated quietly by the railing.]

I tilted my head slightly, my gaze following your movements.

You naturally took the book from her hands.

[A nod of approval.]

[Not bad, at least there's been a tiny bit of... progress.]

Noticing your gaze, Shang Qingdai unconsciously smoothed a stray strand of hair, tucking it behind her jade-like ear.

[Head bowed, whispering: "Lately, I feel my memory is failing me; I'm forgetting a lot. Otherwise, this shouldn't be happening..."]

[A bright and captivating voice, with a gentle tone.]

[Like the most moving movement of music.]

You chuckled gently.

[Explain it to her in detail.]

As Shang Qingdai listened, she gradually became confused, and finally her gaze fell on your face.

The emotions conveyed in their eyes.

[It is a deep affection destined to be etched in my memory, regardless of how many lifetimes we live.]

You notice her distracted state and stop explaining.

[His gaze met hers.]

Shang Qingdai made no attempt to evade the issue; she was direct and frank.

There was none of the coyness or affectation typical of young women.

He bluntly stated, "Do you think we might have known each other for a long time, gone through countless reincarnations, or perhaps forgotten for some reason...?"

[Shang Qingdai narrated as if telling a story from a vernacular novel.]

[To fathom the stirrings in one's heart.]

[Express your sincere feelings.]

You have already deeply experienced the passionate emotions of the enchantress of the Demonic Sect.

It was an entanglement as if destined by fate.

You nodded gently and smiled, "I think so too."

【"Yeah?"】

Shang Qingdai's smile was radiant and bright.

There wasn't a trace of indifference, like someone drowning in a river all day long.

【boom! 】

Suddenly, the door to the room was kicked open.

[Bare feet, like jade, hovered in mid-air.]

[Gong Si's alluring face was now filled with shock and confusion.]

His gaze swept across the room.

Ultimately, it will fall on you.

[Immediately and instinctively, I withdrew my foot, my toes involuntarily curling.]

A chilling fear descends, as if a great terror is about to strike.

【It's all over, it's all over, it's all over...】

[Gong Si's inner voice screams in despair.]

[The crisis, which seemed to have been dodging for years, has finally come knocking.]

"Junior Sister?"

Shang Qingdai was puzzled by her current state.

[Perhaps, ever since she returned several years ago, Gong Si's condition has been very strange.]

Especially recently.

She felt she had forgotten many things, and Gong Si became even more neurotic.

[Sometimes he complains about his master, sometimes he withdraws into himself and talks nonsense.]

You lean against the wooden table, turning to look at your dear junior apprentice.

A smile of interest appeared on his lips.

"You are the current sect leader of the Holy Sect? I've long admired you."

[I heard how you addressed her.]

Gong Si immediately adopted the demeanor of a sect leader.

Then, he stared at you with apprehension, you wretched thing.

For no apparent reason, she feels like you're haunting her like a persistent ghost.

That incomprehensible, bewildering uncertainty almost caused her little brain to shut down.

"Who are you! What are you doing here! If you have nothing to say, please leave!"

[Gong Si's three-part interrogation of the guests, delivered in one swift motion.]

Shang Qingdai's suspicious gaze lingered between you two.

The curve of your smile widens.

After several encounters with old friends and acquaintances, you discover the path of forgetting lies beneath.

They remain inextricably intertwined.

Now, old age is approaching.

The Path of Enlightenment is about to begin.

[This means that the path to enlightenment has been affected and rendered ineffective due to your actions, leading to a calamity of destruction.]

It doesn't have much of an impact anymore.

Therefore, you decided to manipulate and test the waters.

There was no response to Gong Si's question.

Raise your hand towards your eyes, making a gesture as if you're putting on glasses.

[Gong Si is on high alert and under strict martial law.]

[Especially when I see you taking action.]

Then I felt puzzled. Your movements were very familiar, like my master's usual habits.

But what does it mean when you gesture like that to her?

Is it useless?

The way you look at Gong Si.

[A whispered thought.]

[I originally wanted to test whether my senior sister had left any backup plans for Gong Si.]

[It can draw it out.]

After all, you possess extraordinary wisdom at this moment, and the path to enlightenment is about to begin.

[If only I had a senior female scholar to assist me.]

[It can provide you with a lot of inspiration and research directions.]

[Because of my dear senior sister, but after you experienced the state of enlightenment in the morning.]

[The existence of his scholarly persona is widely acknowledged.]

[In the study of the Tao, especially in the study of taboos.]

[It should be called the pinnacle of human existence.]

Suddenly, you sense something.

[Upon acquiring the black attribute "Death," one gains the Eyes of Slaughter, and Jade-adorned Golden Eyes.]

Your understanding of death goes straight to the source.

"They're here..."

You gaze at the sky and whisper.

[He chuckled lightly towards the sky.]

"Heavens...it's almost time..."