Chapter 201 The Moon's Soul, Do You Know That in the Thousands of Years of Fengdu, There Has Never Been an Exception?
As evening approached, Xujing Temple closed its doors to visitors, and the once bustling Taoist temple finally regained its rare tranquility.
Just as Lin Yanxin had predicted, Zhang Qingyuan diligently tidied up the incense table and prayer cushions.
Seeing Shen Yuepo and his group arrive, his eyes lit up, and he immediately dropped the rag and ran over, his face filled with pure joy: "Fellow Daoist Shen! You really didn't lie to me!"
He said excitedly, "I have really learned so much from Fellow Daoist Lin during these days. Fellow Daoist Lin's insights into Daoist practices are unique, and his personality is even more... well... frank and unrestrained, which has benefited me greatly!"
Shen Yuepo looked at Zhang Qingyuan, who had been completely fooled, and tried her best to maintain a serious expression, nodding in agreement with feigned seriousness:
"Yes. When my master was alive, he often said that my senior brother was a person of great wisdom. It is indeed a rare opportunity for you to cultivate by his side."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yanxin, who was drinking water from a teapot nearby, spat out a mouthful of water with a "pfft".
He choked and coughed, his face turning red.
I never expected Little Moon to be even better at fooling people than him!
Shen Yuepo ignored Lin Yanxin's gaze and looked at a "person" who was slowly walking out from behind the incense table.
Li Yao walked up to Shen Yuepo, her voice clearly coming through the paper figure, tinged with a sob and gratitude:
"Master, it's been a long time. Thank you for fighting for my life, allowing me to see this world again..."
Her voice remained gentle and calm.
Looking at the paper figure before her that carried Li Yao's soul, Shen Yuepo's eyes softened: "No need to thank me. This is your own destiny and fortune."
She paused, her tone becoming solemn: "Your soul is now stable. Tonight, I will send you into reincarnation. Do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Li Yao solemnly bowed deeply to Shen Yuepo: "That's all. My great revenge has been taken. I only hope that in the next life, I can live a peaceful life."
Shen Yuepo looked at Li Yao, a slight stirring in his heart.
She thought of Li Yao's troubled past life, and how she was kind and gentle, yet ultimately died tragically.
She subconsciously and gently hooked Feng Jin's fingers that were hanging at his side.
Without a word, Feng Jin instantly understood her intentions.
She hoped that Li Yao's next life would bring her more blessings and less suffering.
Feng Jin's dark golden eyes turned to Chen Yuepo, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment, his voice low and deep:
"Shen Yuepo, do you know that in the tens of millions of years of Fengdu's history, there has never been an exception?"
Shen Yuepo met his gaze, her eyes clear and firm, without the slightest hesitation.
She turned to look at Li Yao, her voice very soft, "Then this exception... will start from this time."
Feng Jin stared at her intently, observing the compassion for the weak and the uncompromising stance against established rules in her eyes.
A moment later, he gave a soft hum, a hum that contained no anger, only indulgence.
Feng Jin raised his hand, gently pinching Chen Yuepo's fingertips, his voice low and melodious, "Fine. Who told me to end up with a fiancée like you who pities all living beings?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his demeanor changed abruptly.
He was no longer just the lazy or jealous man beside Shen Yuepo, but had once again become the Fengdu Emperor who ruled the underworld and commanded all ghosts.
A vast and majestic aura, like a sleeping dragon awakening, instantly enveloped the entire Xujing Temple.
The air seemed to freeze, and the moonlight appeared even colder and brighter.
Lin Yanxin and Zhang Qingyuan felt their breath catch in their throats and instinctively wanted to bow down and kneel in worship.
Meng Guichen lowered his head respectfully, his expression solemn.
Feng Jin raised his right hand and pointed at Li Yao's paper doll from a distance.
"Soul, come!"
A deep, resonant decree, seemingly capable of piercing through both the realms of Yin and Yang, resounded.
The paper figure Li Yao's body instantly turned into specks of bright yellow light and vanished without a trace, revealing a woman's soul inside, radiating soft white light and with a clear and gentle face.
Her soul was solid and pure, without a trace of resentment. At this moment, she looked at Feng Jin with a hint of bewilderment.
A faint light flowed from Feng Jin's fingertips as he gently swiped through the void.
"Buzz!"
A massive gate of reincarnation, shrouded in a ghostly mist, silently appeared in the center of the courtyard.
"Li Yao".
Feng Jin's voice was devoid of any emotion at this moment, as cold as a judgment, yet it also carried a hint of barely perceptible gentleness.
"Your life has been full of hardships, you have suffered tyranny, and you have been filled with resentment. However, deep in your soul, your goodness has not been extinguished. Even after your soul has returned to the right path, you still have a heart that yearns for goodness."
Immediately afterwards, a point of golden divine power, containing a power that made even Meng Guichen feel uneasy, condensed at Feng Jin's fingertips.
This golden light seemed to embody the most beautiful blessings and protection in the world.
He flicked his finger, and the golden light, like a shooting star, instantly entered Li Yao's soul.
"This is a blessing from the Emperor, imprinted on your soul."
May you be born into a peaceful and happy family and grow up in a warm and harmonious place in your next life.
"They can distinguish right from wrong, have the ability to love themselves, and also have the power to protect themselves."
May you enjoy lasting blessings, happiness, and good health!
The blessing of the Emperor of Fengdu.
These words struck like thunder in the hearts of Meng Guichen, Lin Yanxin, and Zhang Qingyuan.
This is an unprecedented exception in the history of the Netherworld.
It is an unparalleled grace that can defy fate and change one's destiny.
Li Yao's destiny in her next life will be completely changed by this brief blessing, and her good fortune will continue endlessly.
Li Yao's soul jolted violently.
The moment that golden light merged into her, her entire soul radiated a warm and peaceful glow.
Unable to express herself in words, she could only bow deeply in the direction of Feng Jin and Shen Yuepo.
"Go." Feng Jin's voice returned to its usual calm.
Carrying the warm golden light of blessing, Li Yao transformed into a pure stream of light and entered the Gate of Reincarnation without hesitation.
After Li Yao entered, the Gate of Reincarnation slowly closed and eventually dissipated into the air, as if it had never existed.
The terrifying pressure that had enveloped the heavens and earth dissipated, and the backyard returned to tranquility, with only the moonlight shining down like water.
Feng Jin withdrew his imperial aura and reverted to the man standing beside Shen Yuepo, as if the supreme being who had just been in charge of reincarnation and bestowed blessings upon all living beings was merely an illusion.
Shen Yuepo looked in the direction where the Gate of Reincarnation disappeared, a trace of relief flashing in her eyes.
She quietly tightened her grip on Feng Jin's hand.
Meng Guichen and Lin Yanxin were still in shock and unable to recover for a long time.
Meng Guichen, in particular, looked at Shen Yuepo with eyes full of awe.
The fact that the Emperor of Fengdu broke a precedent that had lasted for tens of millions of years for her suggests that she held a greater place in his heart than she had imagined.
Lin Yanxin stared with her mouth agape, looking at Chen Yuepo, then at Feng Jin, before finally managing to stammer out, "...Little Moon, your fiancé... is really... really something."
The tone was so complex it was hard to describe.
Zhang Qingyuan had only one thought: he absolutely had to cling to Fellow Daoist Shen's coattails!
Feng Jin didn't care about the reactions of others.
He looked down at Shen Yuepo, his cool fingertips gently touching her face, his voice low and tender: "Satisfied?"
Shen Yuepo didn't answer, but gently rested her face on his arm. "Feng Jin, thank you."
This thank you was for Li Yao, and also for the precedent he set for himself.
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