Beneath the endless abyss lies eternal darkness, a chilling, bone-deep cold, and a scorching, ghostly purple flame that burns all things.

The purple flames had been burning quietly, but on this day, the purple flames burning on tens of thousands of withered bones suddenly leaped up several feet high, as if water had been dripped into a pot of oil. The rising flames suddenly scattered in all directions, followed by countless sparks that were splashed up and scattered.

Then, the flames in the entire Purple Flame Pool seemed to be filled with oil, and the fire blazed brightly, like a huge purple lotus flower blooming instantly, illuminating everything around it.

Within a radius of several hundred meters centered on the Purple Flame Pool, there were nothing but corpses. Occasionally, a crackling sound could be heard, the sound of the withered bones burning and cracking into dust under the wear and tear of time.

Ghostly blue flames, like fireflies, drifted slowly through the air, struggling before entering the Purple Flame Pool, but ultimately could not escape their fate of being swallowed by the purple flames.

Desolation, silence, coldness, and despair are the only sights here for tens of thousands of years.

When Xiang Wan woke up, all she could see was purple, and she felt a sharp, piercing pain. She raised her hand to look in front of her, and even with all her experience in countless worlds, the sight before her left her horrified.

Blink and look again. It is indeed her own hand that is moving. The knuckles are distinct and the finger bones are slender, but there is no flesh and blood on it!

I tried to move my legs, but they didn't respond for ages.

Turning my head to look down again, good heavens, there was nothing there except a few ribs.

What sins did she commit to deserve being transmigrated into a mutilated skeleton?!

No, if she's just a skeleton, how can she think like that? Is it possible that only her head is intact?

With a thought, Xiang Wan's skeletal hand touched her forehead, and with a forceful pull, her head snapped off her body.

Now, she could finally see her whole self.

Half of his ribs had been removed, leaving a vertebra attached to the spine that supported his head.

Now, Xiang Wan had no more doubts.

She must have arrived in a magical world where even if all that's left is a skull, it can still think normally, and maybe its body can even be reassembled.

Putting her head back in its original position, Xiang Wan began to communicate with the system in her mind.

It turned out they had arrived at a continent of gods and demons, a place where gods and demons coexisted. The place where the original owner was staying was the burial ground of demons, also known as the Netherworld Abyss, and this skeleton was the original owner.

The Netherworld Abyss has existed for so long that its exact existence is impossible to trace. Whenever a member of the demon race dies, they are sent here as their burial place and resting place.

The original owner was not a member of the demon race, yet she was buried here and endured ten thousand years of being scorched by purple flames, but miraculously awoke.

Upon waking, the original owner had no memories or cultivation, resembling a newborn infant, pure and flawless. She had wandered alone in this demonic abyss for over a thousand years and eventually developed a physical body.

If it weren't for the later encounter with Feng Jiutian, a saint of the divine race who had mistakenly entered this place, the original owner might never have been able to leave.

Feng Jiutian took her out and taught her to read and write, to understand human relationships, and taught her everything he could, except for the cultivation method.

When a man and a woman are alone together for a long time, it is inevitable that they will develop other feelings. It was this feeling that caused the original owner to be reduced to ashes and never be reincarnated.

The original owner's love and hate were equally intense; he loved so much that he wished her life, and hated so much that he wished her death.

"So, Feng Jiutian must die. I understand. Is there anything else?"

I hate it when the system only says half of what it means!

If, like in the previous world, all the victim's wishes were only revealed at the very end, she feared she might not be able to resist dragging the system down with her.

"Actually," the system hesitated, "the original owner had a hidden wish, I don't know if you've guessed it yet."

"Do you want to know if Feng Jiutian ever loved her? Or do you want Feng Jiutian to fall in love with her, and then grind her to dust?"

It's all about these things between lovesick men and women.

"Actually, what the original owner wanted to know more about was what happened before she lost her memory. With the original owner's intelligence, she had already guessed that Feng Jiutian might know about her background. However, the original owner's heart was with him, so at first she didn't want to ask, and later she didn't have the chance to ask."

"What a fool! There are so many good men in the world, why hang yourself on a crooked tree? If it were me, I'd castrate him and chop him into eight pieces to vent my anger!"

system:"……"

What to do if the host is becoming increasingly ruthless? What to do if I inexplicably feel that the future of the system itself is worrying?

"Ahem, host, take it easy. How can you understand the original owner's feelings without experiencing it firsthand? If Feng Jiutian were your beloved, you..."

"Shut up!"

Xiang Wan instantly became stern; she wouldn't tolerate the system joking about something like this.

If she truly falls for such a beast in human form, she would probably spare no effort to take revenge.

"Xiao Qi, some things are not to be joked about. Quickly help me find where the rest of the bones are. This half-body is so weak that it's hard to even move it."

As evening approached, the topic shifted; it was time to stop talking.

If we continue talking, she might be tempted to go back and take another look.

The revolution is not yet complete; comrades must continue to strive.

With the system's guidance, Xiang Wan managed to piece together most of her skeletal structure, at least enough to move around freely. The remaining toes, kneecaps, and other parts could be pieced together slowly.

The purple flames burn and temper the bones, and Xiang Wan's entire body is now tinged with purple. When she walks in the dark, she has her own eerie glow, so she doesn't need any lighting when she walks, which is quite an advantage.

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