"I'm just curious, I've never felt the same aura in anyone else."

"And the aura you exuded when you fought against the drought demon that day was exactly the same as hers back then!"

My mind kept racing, trying to figure out how to say it.

In the pure white world, a little fox was indeed seen, and the human form she transformed into was clearly the nine-tailed fox before them.

But that memory doesn't belong to who I am now. I am now just Chen Xi, a female college student who dropped out of school to pursue Taoism.

But I didn't voice my doubts.

"Do you know? I've been looking for you for so long. Over the years, I've always longed to see you again."

Nine-Tails spoke to itself, as if reminiscing about the past, or perhaps speaking to me.

I recalled the scene I saw in the pure white world:

Even in chaotic times, one must persevere and survive.

"As long as you live, there is still hope."

Then I curled the corners of my mouth and smiled at Nine-Tailed Fox, saying:

"You have indeed become a leader, and led the demon race out of its predicament."

Upon hearing my words, the Nine-Tails reacted as if struck by lightning, its pupils slowly dilating and its aura becoming chaotic.

"It really was you!"

"My benefactor! I did it! I still remember your life-saving grace and encouragement back then!"

When Nine-Tails said this, his face was filled with joy and pride!

I shook my head: "I don't know what kind of help I gave you back then, but the person who helped you is not the person I am now."

"Although I have recovered some memories that do not belong to me, I know that those memories are all of my past self."

"You just said that you have never seen the same aura in this world, that's because this aura doesn't belong to this world at all."

Nine-Tails was a bit confused by what I said, and her words became incoherent: "What do you mean you are you? You're not you?"

"The fact that you still remember what you once said to me is proof enough, isn't it?"

I quickly waved my hand and pointed to myself:

"How could that be? I only gained memories that didn't belong to me. Besides, I'm only twenty years old now. It's impossible for me to have saved you more than two thousand years ago."

Nine-Tails seemed to have figured it out: "You mean the one who saved me back then was your past life, and now you've gained the memories of your past life?"

I nodded, then shook my head: "That's somewhat true, but not quite accurate."

"I don't know if I've experienced reincarnation. In my memory, the me who saved you back then looks exactly the same now. If it were reincarnation, it's impossible to have the same appearance."

Even the Nine-Tailed Fox was lost in thought at this moment. Having lived for more than two thousand years, she had never heard of such a situation.

After all, how can anyone have the same face in every reincarnation?

Moreover, in the pure white world, I saw that ghostly version of myself, and it felt as if I were a fragment of that spirit.

But I was truly in control of the thinking. If even I was distracted, how could I think so comprehensively?

Many things simply don't make sense. In the pure white world, I, in my ghostly state, once told myself that I had lived in the demon realm for thousands of years, which proves that my memories have many flaws.

"Even so, I'm so glad to see you again."

"I will continue to lead the demon race to coexist peacefully with humans. What about you? What are your plans for the future?"

Nine-Tails looked at me and chatted with me like a friend.

"I need to find a way to revive Wu Shi, but I have no clue what to do. His soul has been destroyed, and there has never been a precedent in history for him to survive."

"But I want to change all of this. If no one has ever succeeded, then I will be the first to succeed."

Regardless, I wanted to give it a try. Seeing Wu Shi lying in the hospital bed felt like a thorn was stuck in my heart; it was a pain I could never escape!

He became like that because he saved me, and I can't let him be so lonely.

"If you want to repair your soul, I have heard of a method, but I don't know if you can do it?" Nine-Tails raised its head, its tone extremely serious.

"You mean you have a way?" I asked anxiously.

Nine-Tailed Fox nodded and said, "Yes, I've heard people mention that there's a tree in the underworld called the Tree of Rebirth. The fruit that grows on that tree has the ability to bring people back to life."

"However, it is said that the tree was cultivated in the residence of King Qin Guang. It takes five hundred years for it to bear a single fruit. King Qin Guang treasures it like a precious gem. It would be as difficult as climbing to heaven to get a single fruit from that person."

After saying that, Kurama shrugged.

"A fruit cultivated by the King of Hell? That's a bit tricky, but as long as there's a glimmer of hope, I won't give up."

No matter who we're facing, no matter what, as long as that fruit exists, we'll snatch it even if it means taking it by force!

"But now there's a problem: I don't know how to cross over to the underworld, so how do I get there?"

This is the most pressing problem right now; without getting to the underworld, any plan is futile.

"Passing through to the underworld is actually very simple. You just need to set up a magic array to send your soul into the underworld."

"However, doing so also comes with risks. If the King of Hell insists on leaving your soul in the underworld, or if your body dies in the mortal world, then your soul will never return."

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