“Ru Sui…” Seeing his beloved daughter’s body begin to writhe and make noises, Shen Sanmu’s heart was breaking.

Bian Lang smiled and advised, "Don't worry, she's just going to take back what rightfully belongs to her."

"Can't we help her?" Shen Sanmu asked in a hoarse voice.

Bian Lang said, "I've already helped."

Shen Sanmu remained silent, but he knew that what Bian Lang said was true.

Bian Lang gave Shen Ruhui a chance; whether she can seize it and return depends on Shen Ruhui herself.

The fake Shen Rusui stood there, black smoke still billowing from her head, her face contorted in agony.

Shen Ruhui rushed over in a few steps and bit the neck of the fake Shen Ruhui.

The slurping sounds were quite eerie.

Seeing blood flowing from the corner of Shen Ruhui's mouth and falling to the ground with a thud, Shen Sanmu's face was filled with horror.

Even if his daughter died, she couldn't possibly have turned into such a bloodthirsty monster.

Bian Lang was quite satisfied. It seemed that Shen Ruhui had a very strong will to survive, because only in this way could she have any hope of coming back to life.

The fake Shen Ruhui was covered in blood, which was almost completely drained by Shen Ruhui.

Shen Rusui opened her mouth and bit the top of the fake Shen Rusui's head again.

The black mist instantly entered Shen Ruhui's body, enveloping her entirely in it, creating an extremely eerie scene.

"Master Bian, what are you doing now?" Shen Sanmu's voice was hoarse, his throat dry and sore, making it almost impossible for him to speak.

Bian Lang laughed and said, "Whether the Soul Stealing can succeed or not depends on now."

"I believe Ru Sui can do it." Feng Xiao clenched his fists, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

Shen Sanmu nodded. Now that things had come to this, what else could he do but believe Shen Ruhui?

Bang.

Suddenly, Shen Ruhui and the fake Shen Ruhui fell to the ground together.

“This…” Shen Sanmu frowned, not daring to go over and check.

Bian Lang went over and checked the fake Shen Ruhui's breathing, then smiled and said, "She succeeded."

"My Ru Sui is back again?" Shen Sanmu's eyes were filled with tears, worried that this was all a dream.

Bian Lang said, "Take her back to her room and she'll be fine after a few days of rest."

“Master Bian, I really don’t know how to thank you…” Shen Sanmu grasped Bian Lang’s hands, tears streaming down his face, and almost knelt down.

Bian Lang laughed and said, "It was just a coincidence. Besides, I only pointed her in the right direction. She had to rely on herself to get back on her feet."

Bian Lang was so modest that Shen Sanmu didn't know what to say. He asked Feng Xiao to help entertain Bian Lang, while he picked up Shen Ruhui and took her back to her room to rest.

"Bian Lang, are you sure Ru Sui can really come back to life?" Feng Xiao hoped so, but also felt it was unlikely.

If Shen Ruhui could really come back to life and be the same as before, that would be too unrealistic.

Bian Lang said, "Don't you want her to come back to life?"

Feng Xiao glared, realizing that there was no way to talk to someone like Bian Lang.

"Who is she?" Gu Du Qiu Sheng looked at the fake Shen Ru Sui's corpse, feeling quite curious.

Bian Lang laughed and said, "There are too many demons and monsters in this world, all trying their best to take on human form."

“They’re all dead, so why do they still look like Shen Rusui?” Dugu Qiusheng asked.

Bian Lang asked with a smile, "Are you sure she's really dead?"

As long as it's not completely dead, it won't reveal its true form.

When Shen Ruhui wakes up, that imposter will be completely dead.

At the Shen residence, everyone received excellent hospitality.

Delicacies from land and sea, fine wine and beautiful women, singing and dancing, the festivities are just like celebrating the New Year.

Although Shen Ruhui had not yet woken up, she was already breathing, which greatly excited Shen Sanmu. He had not been this excited when Shen Ruhui was born.

"Xiao'er, how did you come to know such an extraordinary person as Master Bian?" Shen Sanmu asked with a smile when he found an opportunity.

Feng Xiao truthfully said, "Uncle, I suspect that Bian Lang is the corpse driver His Majesty is looking for."

“Master Bian is indeed very powerful, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he is…” Shen Sanmu’s smile faded.

Over the years, so many people have brought corpse drivers to Her Majesty the Empress, and without exception, they have all greatly disappointed her.

Although the Empress did not punish those people, no one dared to bring corpse drivers to her again.

No matter how confident Feng Xiao was, Shen Sanmu wanted to advise her to be cautious and not to play with fire and get burned.

Shen Sanmu was already aware of the feud between Feng Xiao and Song Feng.

Feng Xiao is rich, and Song Feng is powerful. If the two of them were to fight to the death, they would only end up losing to each other.

If Feng Xiao thinks he can defeat Song Feng by finding the corpse driver, he is making a big mistake.

"Uncle, what do you think I should do?" Although Feng Xiao didn't know what story Song Feng had told the Empress, she felt that even if she told the Empress the truth, the effect probably wouldn't be very good.

Shen Sanmu said, "It's actually very simple. Just find a way to get rid of Song Feng."

The Empress always remained indifferent to matters like this, where both sides had their own version of the truth, and let them resolve the issue privately.

But killing Song Feng in the capital will not be easy.

Feng Xiao's purpose in coming to the capital this time is to resolve this matter completely and not let it affect the future of Peach Blossom Cave.

"How to kill him?" Feng Xiao had been thinking about this question on his way here.

But no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't come up with any answers.

Shen Sanmu said, "Please ask Master Bian to take action."

Shen Sanmu had probably heard about what happened along the way; Bian Lang's strength was extremely formidable.

After Shen Ruhui, who was lying on the bed, started breathing and had a heartbeat, Shen Sanmu regarded Bian Lang as a god.

Feng Xiao thought this was a solution, but even Bian Lang probably couldn't kill Song Feng in the capital.

"Master, Miss has woken up," a servant rushed in to report.

Upon hearing this, Shen Sanmu was overjoyed and, along with Feng Xiao, quickly went to Shen Ruhui's room.

The first thing Shen Ruhui did when she opened her eyes was to run to the yard to see the flowers she had planted years ago.

In fact, the flowers she planted herself had died long ago. The ones blooming in the courtyard now were all secretly transplanted by the servants at Shen Sanmu's behest.

"Father, Xiaoxiao, how come you two are here at the same time?" Feng Xiao couldn't believe her eyes.

Feng Xiao laughed and said, "Ru Sui, you finally recognized me."

"Xiaoxiao, thank you." Shen Ruhui actually knew everything.

Feng Xiao said, "I didn't do anything, it was all..."

"Where's Bian Lang?" Shen Ruhui asked with a smile.

Feng Xiao asked in surprise, "You know Bian Lang?"

“He’s the one who brought me up from the cliff, he’s the one who took me home, he’s the one who gave me a chance to come back to life. Do you think I don’t know him?” Shen Ruhui said with a smile.

Feng Xiao and Shen Sanmu looked at each other in disbelief, never expecting that Shen Ruhui knew everything from beginning to end.

Perhaps that's why she was able to come back to life.

Just then, Bian Lang and the others came over from the side to say goodbye.

Liu Yi and Dugu Qiusheng were quite shocked to see that Shen Ruhui had woken up and gotten out of bed.

"Brother Bian, we were just talking about you." Shen Ruhui was as happy as a child when she saw Bian Lang.

Bian Lang said, "Miss Chen, we've come to say goodbye."