"Then I must thank my master!"

Hua Ying smiled bitterly.

Zi Yue sighed softly, "Immortality is like a curse, taking away my relatives and friends. I originally planned to disperse my remnant soul and stop reincarnating, but the Grand Preceptor of the Great Xia Dynasty persuaded me to reincarnate, hoping that I could contribute when the great calamity comes."

"Because of her remnant soul, Ziyue's talent for cultivation is not good. I sealed her memories of her past life during reincarnation, so she is unaware of my existence and will never know. I want to give all my memories to you."

"Why me?"

"I believe you can protect the future."

Hua Ying gazed at Zi Yue, and after a brief silence, she nodded gently. A purple mist enveloped her, and then Zi Yue fell asleep on Qin Luo's lap.

Ten years ago, Hua Ying absorbed a wisp of the remnant soul of the Purple-Clad Fairy. At that time, her memories of her past life were incomplete. Now, her memories of her past life have become clear, and countless scenes flash through her mind. As a child, she herded cattle on the hillside, dug wild vegetables with her friends in the mountains, and fished in the river. That was the life Hua Ying longed for, and now she has obtained it in another way.

"Can we truly reach the other shore by crossing the Chaos Sea?"

Hua Ying gazed into the depths of the starry sky.

A soft sigh.

In the still of the night, Hua Ying looked at the old Huai City that had been razed to the ground. The deep ravines were rapidly healing, and city walls and houses were rising from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Old Huai City quickly returned to its original appearance.

The old locust tree in the city has completely disappeared, and green buds are sprouting from the soil on the site of the old locust tree.

Hua Ying picked up Zi Yue.

She appeared at Longhu Temple in the blink of an eye.

Sitting under the old peach tree with its petals and leaves withered, Zhang Fulong saw the shadow of the flowers bring Ziyue back. His deep eyes lit up, and his anxious heart was finally at ease.

After Hua Ying escorted Zi Yue back to her room, she went to the courtyard and bowed slightly, saying, "Senior, I'm so sorry, it was I who put Zi Yue in danger."

“It’s none of your business. It’s her choice.” Zhang Fulong’s deep eyes were fixed on Hua Ying, and he couldn’t help but sigh. “You should already know the truth of everything. Whatever choice you make, I can understand.”

Hua Ying did not answer her choice, but calmly said, "Senior, Qin Luo still has a bit of his true spirit left in the world. Do you have a way to awaken him?"

Zhang Fulong said meaningfully, "Qin Luo doesn't belong here; we can't keep him here."

Hua Ying said with a determined look in her eyes, "I want to wake Qin Luo, even if it's wrong."

Zhang Fulong said earnestly, "I believe Qin Luo will come back. Everyone is looking forward to his return."

Hua Ying smiled as she left Longhu Temple. She returned to the vicinity of Old Huai City, pushed Qin Luo in his wheelchair, and whispered, "Qin Luo, don't let everyone down!"