Chapter 105: The Path of Reincarnation

An Ruohuan stared with tear-filled eyes, unable to believe that Mu You, a mere dangerous death-row prisoner, dared to lay a hand on her. Everything in this space was under her absolute control, yet it had happened.

She had actually been struck!

An Ruoxiang was even more incredulous. She could not fathom that Mu You would trust her so unconditionally, to the point of doing this for her. Touched and warmed, An Ruoxiang felt a profound exhaustion for the first time; it was truly good to have someone to share her burden.

Across the demon-red sky, countless images churned, enveloping everyone. Just by looking at them, one could feel an boundless sense of desolation and despair.

"You dare to strike me? Again for that woman? You dare to defy me—have you grown tired of living?"

The pressure across the sky surged, pinning Mu You back to the ground from mid-air, leaving everyone almost unable to move.

"Still standing? Kneel!"

The pressure intensified, grinding the ground into powder. Yet, surprisingly, not only did Dian Shao and Mu You manage to hold their ground and refuse to kneel, but Jing Fei and An Ruoxiang also held firm.

An Ruoxiang’s expression had vanished, leaving only a look of calm, post-acceptance relief. Jing Fei, witnessing the scenes in the sky, seemed to have his deepest memories stirred, his emotions becoming difficult to contain.

"You did this for your sister..."

He spoke as he looked at An Ruoxiang. She returned his gaze, but remained expressionless.

"And I did this for my brother..."

Jing Fei looked bitterly at An Ruoxiang, who had turned her gaze back to her sister. The rest of his words were spoken in a voice only he could hear: "But I did it to kill him."

Under the infinite pressure, An Ruoxiang took a step forward. Each stride felt like torture, and with every step, she coughed up blood. Trembling, she slowly reached the feet of the Manjusaka. She hesitated for a long time before finally placing her hand upon it.

At that moment, both women shuddered as if struck by lightning.

Emerald-green tears gushed from the corners of An Ruoxiang’s eyes like a broken dam. Unaware of them, she opened her mouth with great difficulty, trembling as she asked, "Does... does it hurt?"

"It hurts," An Ruohuan replied matter-of-factly. Seeing An Ruoxiang’s "hypocrisy" as she broke down, she hissed with extreme disgust, "So what? Get lost. Don't touch me, you aren't worthy! Everything I have become is your doing. Sister, we are at this point now—stop the act, will you?"

The pressure of the entire world spiked for a third time. The infinite projections in the sky converged upon the four of them, causing them to collapse into the earth instantly.

"Someone as hypocritical and treacherous as you knows how to feel pain? Let you and your companions feel true pain—my pain, the soul-tearing, bone-deep agony!"

The sky full of light and shadow surged into their minds simultaneously. The scene before them shifted violently.

It was the two sisters, both slightly intoxicated. Suddenly, An Ruoxiang said nervously to her sister, "Ruohuan, I have an urgent matter, let's leave quickly!" But before they had gone far, they were blocked by a group of thugs.

"Oh, oh, isn't this the goddess An Ruoxiang? Hey boys, I’ve discovered a secret. Not only is An Ruoxiang stunning, but the little girl beside her is also peerless. Take that roommate who played with her last time—the little brat actually knew the law and reported us to the police after being broken. But who doesn't know my father is the Chief of the Half-Moon Island Police Bureau? I could bury any crime, no matter how huge. It was such a pity to waste such a fine skin. I felt so bad when I had her and her family taken care of. You don't know, her mother had a certain charm, too; I made her mother and son into my most perfect collection. And look, today another juicy little thing appears next to the goddess An Ruoxiang. My luck is just that good."

As he spoke, the thug leader reached out to touch An Ruohuan’s face. She hid behind An Ruoxiang in terror.

"Oh..." Seeing this, An Ruoxiang suddenly abandoned her previous anxiety, replacing it with a seductive and charming expression. While slapping the leader’s hand away, she grabbed it, slid her body against his chest, and whispered like an orchid, "This girl is a novice; what’s the fun in her? You’ve always liked me, haven't you? Today, I’ll submit to you, how about that?"

An Ruoxiang began to act coquettishly in the thug leader's arms.

A massive, unexpected joy hit the leader. Of all the girls he had seen, An Ruoxiang was the one he wanted most, yet she had always resisted. Seeing her so compliant now, he was momentarily overwhelmed.

"Oh my..." The leader looked at his lackeys and said in delight, "Did the sun rise from the south today? My beauty, have you finally come to your senses?" He reached for her long legs. Behind her eyes, a flash of deep disgust and reluctance flickered, but she kept a smiling, coy face.

"Damn it, what are you idiots staring at? Call her sister-in-law!"

Seeing his lackeys standing there in shock, the leader kicked them in anger. Only then did they react, bowing and calling out, "Sister-in-law."

One of the thugs, after calling out, looked greedily at An Ruohuan. He reached out again, but his hand was blocked by a slender, powerful hand.

"Didn't I say she's a novice? She’s no fun; she just struggles and resists."

An Ruoxiang’s expression turned icy cold as she glared at the thug.

The thug, blinded by lust, didn't notice her look and continued his movement. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. The thug’s head exploded, and he fell to the ground.

"Didn't you hear my woman?"

The leader holstered his gun back into his waistband, sneered, and kicked the corpse aside. He grabbed An Ruoxiang and stepped over the body.

"Go home by yourself. I have things to do tonight, I won't be back." An Ruoxiang cast a 'contemptuous' glance at her sister and walked away quickly, holding onto the thug leader without looking back.

The scene shifted once more.

The harsh white light of the operating room stung the eyes. An Ruohuan’s eyes turned blood-red as she slowly closed them. Below, blood began to flow. Her straight, slender, and supple white legs were forcibly severed, and her upper body was grafted into the Manjusaka...

Scene after scene changed. From childhood to adulthood, An Ruohuan used her spiritual words to push her deep resentment and despair to the extreme. Gradually, the four realized the images were overlapping and drifting away. In the midst of the desolate chaos, they heard the sound of flowing water. On an inconspicuous part of the riverbank, they found a delicate cluster of spider lilies. After the last tender green leaf withered, only a lonely bud remained on the stalk, stubbornly emitting an eerie, blood-red light.

"The spider lily is a flower that blooms on the path of reincarnation. When it blooms, it means death is near!"

Unbeknownst to them, An Ruohuan had appeared behind them. She gazed at the flower and whispered, "Oh..."

"Look, it's blooming..."