Reborn as a Human Cauldron, But I'm the Top - Chapter 105.1

Chapter 105.1: The Conclusion – Hello, Everyone.

It was raining in Shen Yirong’s world, and she had recovered not only her memories but also all the emotions generated by their return.

The topic of farewell was too heavy, yet she had faced it over and over again.

Shen Yirong stood on the summit of the Myriad Swords Mountain. With a wave of her hand, a fragmented longsword fell into the forest of swords.

Lightning sliced through the sky, momentarily brightening the gloom.

Shen Yirong pulled down her bamboo hat, concealing the sorrow in her eyes.

She gently stroked the sword hilt. “The curtain must fall.”

Mei Xin also wore a bamboo hat. Shen Yirong’s back was reflected in her pale blue eyes. She wanted to offer some comfort, but she truly lacked talent in that regard.

In the dead silence, Shen Yirong chuckled softly. “I told her not to fight so desperately.”

Mei Xin looked at the fragmented swords, some of which were damaged and stained with dark blood.

Allowing the rain to hit her like that, after a long period of silence, Shen Yirong turned her head and suddenly asked, “Senior Sister, Elder Yun is gone. Don’t you feel sad?”

Mei Xin didn’t quite understand. She wasn’t sure if the emotion in her heart was sadness, so she shook her head slightly.

The only thing Mei Xin was sure of was that she didn’t want her Master to die.

There was no sorrow on Shen Yirong’s face, only a dead stillness.

She lowered her eyes and turned her head away. “Apologies, I shouldn’t have asked such a question.”

Mei Xin’s lips pressed tighter. “If it’s truly painful, just erase the memory.”

Shen Yirong shook her head. “I advised Su Zhao to do that before. She said if she forgot too, who would remember Wanxing?”

She looked down. “I feel the same way.”

The rain intensified, and so did Mei Xin’s internal struggle. She wanted to use all the comforting words that Sect Master Liu used on her, but Shen Yirong’s next question came.

“Being so strong, why can’t I protect anyone?”

Mei Xin paused for a moment of thought. “Because you are strong, and they are weak.”

Mei Xin didn’t know if her answer was correct, as Shen Yirong’s back was to her, and she couldn’t see her expression.

After a while, the rain stopped.

Shen Yirong looked at the sun overhead and called softly, “Senior Sister.”

Mei Xin: “Hmm?”

“I want to cultivate the Path of Emotionlessness.”

“…Alright.”

Memories flooded into her mind. Shen Yirong felt as if she was re-experiencing the past.

But she couldn’t learn the Path of Emotionlessness. She merely had the cowardly thought of escape at a moment when the world no longer needed her, thinking it would be good to be like her Senior Sister.

So, she paid the price for her choice.

On the day the Path of Emotionlessness backfired, she returned to the broken house on Northwest Peak.

Night filled the room, and her consciousness became increasingly blurred. She thought this time she was truly going to die.

“Host! You can’t sleep!” Shen Shuci shouted loudly in her mind.

But Shen Yirong couldn’t resist. She smiled. “I met a very interesting child. Although it’s the first time I’ve seen her, she feels familiar.”

Shen Shuci’s voice was still urgent. “Host, struggle a little more.”

But the light in Shen Yirong’s eyes slowly faded. She whispered, “Shuci, I’m tired. I’m going to sleep now.”

Shen Shuci couldn’t cry. Although she could simulate emotions, she was ultimately just a data entity.

However, she was very afraid now, so she tried to hold onto her. “Host, if you sleep, what will happen to me?”

A flicker of light returned to Shen Yirong’s eyes. Then she raised her hand and pressed it to her forehead.

Shen Shuci felt herself being extracted, and she couldn’t resist. She heard the Host’s voice growing fainter. “Thank you for the companionship. I will extract and gift you the memories of our time together.”

“If you miss me, never mind, I hope you won’t.”

Shen Shuci’s golden threads wrapped around Shen Yirong, as if unwilling to let go.

Why, Host? Is it because I’m not human?

But Shen Shuci couldn’t speak while being extracted. The last golden thread broke, and she was sent far away.

Only darkness remained before Shen Shuci’s eyes. Her hearing was also slowly disappearing. She heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling.

There was a living person’s aura right in front of her.

She faintly distinguished the person saying, “You won’t die.”

So, on a clear and bright morning, she opened her eyes in her own room. After a confused look around the room, she whispered, “I transmigrated?”

A dull pain suddenly struck her mind, and a mechanical voice sounded in her head.

“Host, welcome to this world. Your mission is to perfectly portray the Female Lead’s cruel Master and facilitate the Female Lead’s transformation into darkness.”

Her body felt like it had been shattered and pieced back together. Shen Yirong was in pain all over, but surprisingly, she was quite tolerant of it.

The taste of rust filled her mouth. She watched the birds outside the window soar across the blue sky.

Finally, under the same blue sky, she met the Female Lead, who was named Song Yin and was only twelve years old.

Shen Yirong stood at the cliff’s edge, watching the mountain wind roar as if trying to sweep the child away. She frowned, stopping the wind in the mountains.

Song Yin was a very hardworking child.

Shen Yirong simply couldn’t bring herself to be cruel, so she always held back, always watched her secretly, and looked away when the child glanced in her direction.

Their gazes never truly met.

She accepted all her past selves and then stayed at the end of her memory, at a loss.

When the lightning whip struck, Bai Yuzan enlarged the gourd at her waist. “Collect!”

The power was absorbed, and the lightning whip became very thin, but cracks had already appeared on the gourd’s body. Bai Yuzan jumped to the left, dodging the whip.

The Demon Palace was severely damaged, the formations were hard to maintain, and the evil spirits crawled out from underground again, roaring and lunging at the crowd.

One sleeve of Bai Yuzan’s robe disappeared, and her hands and body were covered in many thin red lines.

Bai Yuzan looked at the figure in the sky. Confronting Song Yin was terrifying, but the other’s attacks always felt somewhat unpracticed.

But even facing this version of Song Yin, they had no chance of winning, unless Shen Yirong woke up.

However, only half an hour had passed. It would take Shen Yirong at least two days to wake up from her memories.

The door to Song Yin’s cave dwelling was still intact. Bai Yuzan stood in front of it. Blood streamed down her cheek, and she looked impatient. “Tsk, trouble.”

The drums sounded, but Bai Yuzan’s spiritual energy was depleted, making this move useless. Her pills were also all gone, mostly destroyed.

Her wine gourd was originally connected to the Medical Immortal Valley’s pill storage, but all the spiritual herbs in the storage had been destroyed.

Bai Yuzan tried hard to gather her energy, but her body was like a dry well.

It was a dead end now.

No! Not yet!

Bai Yuzan glanced at the cave dwelling behind her, then ruthlessly began to refine herself, attempting to turn herself into a corpse puppet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she started, she was entangled by lightning around her hand. The next second, she immediately severed the bound area. After a few dodges, the severed hand returned to where it belonged.

Su Zhao laughed. “You’ve made quite a bit of progress these years.”

Bai Yuzan looked at her missing other sleeve. She thought she must look very disheveled now, but as the Valley Master of the Medical Immortal Valley, she tilted her head back arrogantly. “You are not Song Yin; you are Su Zhao.”

The lightning was like a cage, and Bai Yuzan was the bird inside.

Su Zhao flew high enough that she couldn’t see Bai Yuzan’s expression. Becoming increasingly familiar with Song Yin’s spiritual energy, she closed her eyes, slowly clenching her right hand. “Farewell.”

The lightning slowly pressed inward, close enough to tear flesh. The red lines on Bai Yuzan’s body increased. She brought out her gourd artifact, but it was instantly struck into ash.

In the final moment before death, Bai Yuzan looked at the cave dwelling behind her, her eyes filled with guilt.

But the lightning stopped. Bai Yuzan heard Su Zhao suppress a muffled grunt overhead, so she looked up at the sky.

Su Zhao also didn’t expect the spiritual energy inside her body to suddenly become chaotic. Under the backlash, blood surged up her throat.

She looked down at the back of her hand. Red vines were crawling out of her sleeve. She hurriedly looked at her other hand, and it was the same.

Her heart began to contract violently. Various emotions surged, making her breathless. However, these emotions and the memories surging in her mind were not hers.

She wanted to forcibly suppress all of this, but the more she suppressed, the more the emotion retaliated, even bringing out her own emotions.

She certainly recognized a Heart Demon, but she had never seen one this powerful.

It clamored in her mind: What is this thing! Dare to steal my rice bowl!

Su Zhao clenched her teeth and struck again. Lightning danced at her fingertips. She didn’t care what happened to this body, because time was running out for her.

The technique of splitting the soul shortened her lifespan. She had to eliminate these obstacles mercilessly.

Bai Yuzan on the ground felt the danger again. Her scalp tingled, and she desperately gathered the spiritual energy in her body to cast a spell and resist.

The Heart Demon also became anxious. It cursed: You lunatic! Stop it!

How could Su Zhao listen to it? So, another lightning whip descended. The whip roared, carrying a fierce wind that lashed toward Bai Yuzan.

All avenues of life and retreat were sealed. But suddenly, rain began to fall from the sky. Along with the rainwater came a chill.

The rainwater hit her body. Su Zhao felt her spiritual energy receding like a tide. Her lightning whip was solidly frozen and then dissipated as the ice shattered.

Su Zhao covered her head and looked back. Yun Huiming and Mei Xin arrived on their swords.

Seeing the indifference in Su Zhao’s eyes, Yun Huiming said with some sadness, “No regard for old ties at all?”

Su Zhao was fully alert. She looked at Yun Huiming’s sorrowful face and said softly, “Stop pretending.”

Yun Huiming shrugged. “You’ve changed.”

Su Zhao ignored her, because she sensed another familiar aura.

A burst of zither music sounded. The evil spirits causing trouble in the Demon Palace hissed and unwillingly turned into blue smoke. The person playing the zither stood on her right side, cloaked in divine light. People holding various instruments could faintly be seen within the divine light.

Chang Yuantan opened her eyes, and divine light was in her pupils.

She sighed softly as she looked at Su Zhao, then plucked the zither strings again without hesitation.

The zither sound was like a blade, blocked by the lightning wall Song Yin erected in front of her.

Su Zhao’s ear twitched. A hint of sword energy turned into cold light, charging straight for her neck. She raised her hand and split the space, redirecting Mei Xin’s sword energy.

The rain in the sky fell more fiercely. The plants on the ground mutated and grew wildly under the effect of the rainwater, trying to devour Su Zhao in the sky.

Qi Wu and the Fifth Protector lay against the wall together. Both were equally injured. Qi Wu nudged the Fifth Protector with her elbow. “Lend me your spiritual energy.”

The awakened Fifth Protector immediately put her hand on Qi Wu’s shoulder without a word.

Qi Wu threw out the plants wrapped around her waist. Nourished by the rainwater and her spell, the vines quickly took root and grew, biting toward Su Zhao together.

Su Zhao’s figure didn’t move. The space beside her automatically split open, swallowing all the killing intent cleanly. Immediately, their attacks were returned in the same manner.

A snake tail wrapped around Qi Wu and the Fifth Protector, but another crack opened beside the snake tail. Lightning-transformed blades poured out from it, severing the white snake’s tail.

It hissed in pain but didn’t let go of its tail, pulling the two to its side. Yao Ling rushed forward to apply medicine powder to the snake’s tail wound.

Su Zhao, suppressed by the Heart Demon, could not exert Song Yin’s full power. The current situation was truly unfavorable for her, but still manageable.

A surge of demonic energy pierced the rain and charged toward her. She instantly deployed a spatial defense.

Qing Li cursed inwardly at the pity. The next second, the space she was in began to shatter. She transformed into her true form and skillfully dodged, but since Su Zhao was prepared, it was even harder to get close.

Su Zhao used space and lightning to block all the attacks. She looked around, clearly seeing the hostile expressions of everyone.

The Demon Palace, Tai’an Sect, Nine Heavens Sect, Medical Immortal Valley, Demon Territory—only the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was missing.

Su Zhao grunted again. The Heart Demon in her Sea of Consciousness was also doing its best to stop her.

The internal trouble was clearly more fatal than the external one. Su Zhao simply summoned several lightning-transformed puppets. After the puppets held off the crowd, she negotiated with the Heart Demon.

Su Zhao: You are a Heart Demon. Why are you helping Song Yin?

Hearing the questioning tone of a superior, the Heart Demon was extremely annoyed. It worked harder to show Su Zhao sad melodramas and shouted loudly: Excuse me, I’m a Heart Demon. A Heart Demon naturally torments everyone. If you know what’s good for you, scram out of here. This is my house!

The Heart Demon’s aggressive demeanor left Su Zhao speechless. She had never encountered a Heart Demon like this.

Su Zhao looked at her coldly: Are you a dog?

The Heart Demon retorted: Are you human? For the survival of one person, you abandoned yourself, betrayed old friends, and dragged so many innocent people into this mess.

Perhaps having watched Shen Yirong’s memories along with Song Yin, the Heart Demon sounded truly sanctimonious.

As if addicted to scolding, it continued: And you want to create a brand new world controlled by you? Let your daughter be the protagonist of the new world? What a joke. Do you think the Su Wanxing you reshape is the original Su Wanxing?

The Heart Demon leaned in cheekily, giving Su Zhao surround sound: No way, no way? Does someone really think that way?

Su Zhao’s gaze grew colder: What do you, a fellow who takes pleasure in the suffering of others, understand? You understand nothing.

If the Heart Demon had eyes, it would certainly roll them. It said sarcastically: Yes, yes, no one in this world understands more than you.

Then the Heart Demon’s laughter became more cheerful: You say I take pleasure in suffering. Are you suffering then?

How could Su Zhao not understand the Heart Demon’s mockery, but she was powerless, and she couldn’t deny it.

She wanted to shatter all life and rules in this world, then use them as nourishment for her fake world, and let the destiny fall upon her reborn daughter in the new world.

Su Zhao also had her playful times. The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was high up, so she saw snow earlier than the people on the ground. She would calculate the time the snow would fall, obediently sitting outside the door, waiting for the snow to thicken, and then building a snowman.

But accidents often happened when the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was flying. When the Pavilion tilted, it was chaos. Amidst the screams of the elders, the snowman would be smashed to pieces by objects falling from the upper floors.

At that time, Su Zhao would silently rebuild the snowman.

They shared everything, even the curvature of the eyes were identical, but were they truly the same snowman?

The snowman rebuilt in her memory suddenly asked her, “Am I the previous one?”

Su Zhao’s soul slowly showed signs of instability. She was also asking herself why she was so persistent in walking this meaningless path.

Why self-deceive?

Why couldn’t she let go? Why couldn’t she let it go?

The Heart Demon didn’t expect Su Zhao’s inner self to be so fragile. Accustomed to the hellish dungeon of Song Yin, this was the first time she fought such an easy battle.

Seeing Su Zhao stunned, the Heart Demon couldn’t help but mutter: Hiss, this is truly unexpected. Am I really going to persuade someone to be good?

The Heart Demon recalled Song Yin’s methods. She only hesitated for a second before continuing to mislead: If you truly believe that is Su Wanxing, then from the moment she is reborn and opens her eyes, she bears the blood debt of the entire old world. Would a person who can heal trees truly like her rebirth? Would she truly want the mother she sees the moment she opens her eyes to be a hand-stained, inhuman, evil person?

Su Zhao calmed down: No need for your concern. I will erase her memories. She won’t know anything.

The Heart Demon laughed even more unrestrainedly: Hahahaha!

Su Zhao frowned: What are you laughing at?

The Heart Demon’s laughter gradually subsided, filled with mockery and delight. She said: Such interesting desire for control. Do you think all this is for her own good? You disregarded her will. What do you treat her as? A possession? Or a doll?

Su Zhao didn’t speak. She just stared intently at the chaos in Song Yin’s Sea of Consciousness. The Heart Demon was hidden within it, but she couldn’t locate her for a moment.

However, the borrowed vision from Song Yin slowly dissipated, making the Heart Demon’s voice even more grating.

Su Zhao suspected this was a contingency plan left by Song Yin. She thought she had found a delicious pastry, but it turned out the pastry contained a worm. The worm might not be fatal, but it was incredibly disgusting.

Vexing.

But things hadn’t reached the point of despair. The Heavenly Dao was still in her hands, and Shen Yirong hadn’t woken up yet.

But the Heart Demon was right. Was there really a need to persist?

Many images of people dying flashed through Su Zhao’s mind, as well as the grateful faces of those she had saved in the past.

“Thank you, Fairy.”

“If it weren’t for you, our whole family would be dead! You must accept this gift.”

“Fairy, please take me as your disciple! I also want to become someone like you.”

Despite having no heart, Su Zhao felt heartache. She murmured, “Someone like me?”

The Heart Demon watched the gradually wavering Su Zhao. It felt like countless merits were being added to its head, and the thought made her feel very disgusted.

But she kept her promise. She would try her best to help before Song Yin returned.

So she continued to mislead: Yes, did you forget? You said you wanted to become someone useful to the world, wanted to follow Shen Yirong to wipe out all evil in the world. You had many ideas. You said the Heavenly Dao was incomplete and wanted to try to mend it. You even said you wanted to completely ban possession. You had so many beautiful ideas. You shouldn’t be like this now.

Su Zhao was still struggling, but the intensity of the struggle grew weaker and weaker. Finally, only a blank confusion remained in her eyes.

The Heart Demon felt much relieved seeing her like this: Go. They are still waiting for you, waiting for you to change your mind.

On the outside, everyone noticed that Su Zhao’s spell was slowly weakening.

But even so, they still couldn’t get close to her.

Yun Huiming frowned sincerely. “Senior Nephew’s disciple? She’s ridiculously strong. It would be better to teach a foolish disciple; at least things would be easier now.”

Mei Xin, however, acutely sensed that something was wrong. She immediately pushed her Master aside, and then her back took a full blast of the strike.

Yun Huiming was first astonished, then immediately took out a pill and fed it to her.

Mei Xin’s back was completely charred. Yun Huiming’s seemingly smiling eyes instantly filled with rage.

The vines on Su Zhao’s body were slowly retracting toward her heart. She raised her eyes, and the blood red in them receded along with the vines.

She smiled. “Hah, I win.”

Shen Shuci was traveling with Ling Minzhi. Resentment and evil souls were like supplements to an existence like Ling Minzhi, so she hadn’t gone hungry on this journey.

But Shen Shuci still felt a little awkward. After all, the body she had used for many years belonged to Ling Minzhi’s former acquaintance, even though the transaction was mutually voluntary.

Traveling in such silence felt a bit awkward. Shen Shuci took the initiative to start a conversation. “Can you really sense the location of the Heavenly Dao?”

Ling Minzhi’s voice was still somewhat hoarse. “No, but I can sense the location of the State Lord.”

Shen Shuci’s outline fluctuated slightly. She looked around uncomfortably, but the originally beautiful and majestic scenery was covered by evil souls, completely lacking aesthetic appeal.

Finding the State Lord’s location meant finding Su Zhao’s fake world, but who could guarantee that the Heavenly Dao was locked inside.

Shen Shuci wanted to continue contacting the Heavenly Dao, but the result was predictable.

Jumping down from Ling Minzhi’s shoulder, Shen Shuci sat behind Ling Minzhi. She persistently tried again but still couldn’t sense the aura of the Heavenly Dao.

Watching the resentment desperately drilling into Ling Minzhi’s body, the other’s originally straw-like hair regained vitality.

Rebirth?

Shen Shuci and Su Zhao were acquaintances. How could the person she remembered change so completely? Thinking carefully, Ling Minzhi’s current state could also be considered a form of rebirth.

“I still haven’t said thank you to you.”

Shen Shuci quickly shook her head. “It was just a transaction. Also, don’t you hate me for borrowing your friend’s body?”

“That was her own choice, a transaction, as you said.”

Ling Minzhi casually slashed the approaching evil souls. Two moons slowly separated in the sky. One of them was the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. Uncontrolled, it drifted aimlessly in the air.

Shen Shuci called out, “Stop.”

Ling Minzhi pulled the reins and stopped the horse.

Shen Shuci looked at the faintly visible Heavenly Mystery Pavilion in the clouds. She smelled the aura of living beings on that island, which made her feel strange.

She projected a hand to pat Ling Minzhi’s shoulder. “Go up and take a look.”

Ling Minzhi turned the direction of the horse. With one leap, the horse landed on the ground of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

Various items were scattered on the ground. The people of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion lay haphazardly on the ground, and among them were a few faces she was very familiar with. She didn’t hesitate, flying down from Ling Minzhi’s shoulder, circling around these people a few times.

Although their breath was weak, most were still alive.

Shen Shuci invaded the body of a junior sister. Ling Minzhi stayed on the side, silently guarding.

After a while, the person who had been unconscious for who knows how long slowly opened her eyes, but upon opening them, she was so frightened by Ling Minzhi that she screamed.

Shen Shuci angrily chastised her in her mind, “You don’t look like a member of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion at all!”

The girl immediately covered her mouth but couldn’t help but say excitedly, “Deputy Pavilion Master, the Pavilion Master, she!”

“I know,” Shen Shuci interrupted decisively. “What did she do to you?”

The girl sobbed. “She said she was borrowing our spiritual energy and souls for a while.”

Meaningless information. Su Zhao’s own strength wasn’t particularly strong, so she naturally used various means.

The girl was conscious when she fainted, but she couldn’t wake up on her own. She felt that the Pavilion Master had been possessed and turned into someone she didn’t recognize at all, and she was fortunate to have survived.

She tremblingly pointed to the lake in the center of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. “The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was originally hidden elsewhere, but then an anomaly appeared in that lake, and the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion started moving on its own.”

Shen Shuci used the girl’s sight to look at the distant lake. Since silver lake water was uncommon, she had a deep impression of it.

That lake seemed to have the effect of gathering spiritual energy.

Shen Shuci sensed again. This time, there seemed to be a weak reaction, so faint that one couldn’t feel it without concentration.

Her heart was delighted. “Walk toward the lake.”

The girl was a little scared, but knowing Shen Shuci was there, she plucked up her courage and walked towards the lake. They stopped by the lake. Looking down, the water was like a mirror, clearly reflecting their appearances.

Sensing again, there was nothing.

Shen Shuci called softly in the girl’s mind, “Sleep.”

The girl collapsed instantly. Shen Shuci drilled out of her body again.

Ling Minzhi asked from the side, “Is there a problem?”

Shen Shuci just flew onto the surface of the lake. She closed her eyes and continued to sense. She once again sensed that familiar aura. This time, she sensed it very clearly. It wasn’t the Heavenly Dao.

It feels like a sheep?

It was ridiculous. How could she smell a sheep’s aura? Shen Shuci was annoyed with herself.

She left the lake surface in disappointment and squatted back on Ling Minzhi’s shoulder. “Let’s go. There’s nothing here.”

Ling Minzhi was about to leave, but was stopped by Shen Shuci again. “Wait.”

Her expression was serious as she looked at the lake surface. The previously calm lake water slowly began to ripple, as if something beneath the water was breathing.

Shen Shuci watched the bubbles rising from the bottom of the lake and bursting on the surface. She said to Ling Minzhi, “Wait for me here. I’m going down to look.”

Ling Minzhi nodded, then vigilantly observed the surroundings.

Without any hesitation, Shen Shuci plunged into the lake. It was still impossible to see underwater. Everything within sight was a silvery white. There were no fish beneath the lake, and strangely, she truly heard the sound of a sheep bleating.

“Meeh~”

She heard it but couldn’t see it. Shen Shuci found this more terrifying than seeing a ghost. Soon, she dove to the bottom of the lake. There was light at the bottom. The closer Shen Shuci got, the more dazzling the light became.

It seemed to be a mirror. No, it was a spatial rift. The scene displayed in the rift shocked her.

The person on the other side of the space raised the sheep’s horns with the wind. Feeling the gaze behind her, she turned her head to look.

A hint of joy appeared at the corner of that person’s mouth. “Shuci.”

What a small world. She didn’t expect to meet her here. But Shen Shuci also felt like crying a little. Strange, she didn’t mind Song Yin knowing about this embarrassing situation.

Shen Shuci gritted her teeth. “Where did you go? The Host is very sad.”

Song Yin looked at Shen Yirong, who had rolled her head and gotten a lot of cockleburs stuck in her hair after being nudged by the sheep. Seeing the other look about to cry, Song Yin used the wind to wipe away the slight dampness at the corner of her eye.

Seeing the sheep’s owner arrive, Song Yin dispersed the wind and watched Shen Shuyao run over from a distance and hold Shen Yirong away.

Song Yin deliberately moved to the side, allowing Shen Shuci to clearly see everything behind her. “The current world you mentioned, balancing the karma.”

Shen Shuci’s scalp tingled from Song Yin’s kind eyes. She finally understood why there was a sheep’s aura.

“Can you still come back? This place needs you, and the Host needs you too.” Shen Shuci was somewhat distressed.

Song Yin’s eyes flickered slightly. “I know.”

There were some things Song Yin couldn’t control. She kept using spells, trying to return to her original world, but the technique was too unstable. Instead, she was jumping along the timeline of the current world, and each jump was to one of Master’s embarrassing moments.

Song Yin pursed her lips. She tried again. Although she could see the situation on Shen Shuci’s side, it was limited to just seeing. If she tried to touch it, there would be an invisible wall.