Perhaps reincarnation truly existed.
Han Yuexi.
When Ye Yu first entered the Divine Realm in his dream, the first person he saw was her. He had never expected to encounter her again in reality. Truly, fate worked in mysterious ways.
Ye Yu hadn’t counted on Han Yuexi recognizing him, so he prepared to depart immediately. Yet, to his surprise, Han Yuexi called after him.
“You’re in a hurry? Are you very busy?”
Ye Yu looked back in disbelief, scanning the surroundings—no other deities were present. Was she speaking to him? Could it be that she too retained memories from the dream? Impossible—absolutely impossible! In theory, only those who cared for him would preserve dream‐memories, and Han Yuexi certainly could not have liked him. It wasn’t modesty on his part; they had shared only fleeting encounters in those dreams. Falling for someone after mere brief meetings seemed absurd.
Nonetheless, Han Yuexi’s bearing reminded him of their meeting in the Negative Reigns Supreme dream, when he had manipulated events to harvest others’ negative emotions. Unintentionally, he had ensnared Han Yuexi’s brother, Han Qianzhang—and at that moment she had produced the He Xin Jade, the very jade Ye Yu had given her in his first dream. Though Ye Yu had denied gifting it, the memory had stayed with him. Replay after replay, he concluded that perhaps dream‐memories could carry over between successive dreams—and so Han Yuexi had indeed retained hers.
But this was reality. How could he know if she remembered the dreams? Until he was certain, Ye Yu offered an ambiguous reply:
“Uh, I’m not that busy. What is it? Do you need something?”
A vague, adaptable response: whether she did or didn’t remember, his words would not overstep.
“I do,” Han Yuexi said, stepping forward to appraise him from head to toe. Her cold, appraising gaze made him uneasy. As he opened his mouth to find an excuse to leave, her next words froze him in place.
“You, this deity of mine, are truly intriguing. We’ve met so many times—in different realms, even in different identities: sometimes human, sometimes ghost, sometimes demon. Tell me, why is that? Ye Yu!”
With that, Han Yuexi lightly twirled her fingers, and the He Xin Jade appeared once more in her hand. Ye Yu’s heart skipped a beat: the jade truly was hers. That meant the missing jade shard from the hundred—manifested in the Thousand Dreams Illusion—was this very piece she held. Incredible. Could she truly harbor feelings for him? She had seen him in so many dreams, including the fusion dream!
Ye Yu’s thoughts raced, and he replied swiftly:
“Fellow deity, I’m not sure what you mean. I think this is our first meeting, right?”
Since he had already denied any connection in the Negative‐Reigns dream, he decided to deny again. After all, he could not explain his shifting identities: a human who cultivated into a deity remained rooted in humanity; a demon‐turned‐god still bore a demonic essence, as did a ghost‐god. Denial was the simplest way to avoid complications. Besides, he sensed no romantic interest in Han Yuexi’s gaze—were she fond of him, her eyes would burn with passion, not this placid neutrality.
Han Yuexi merely rubbed the He Xin Jade between her fingers, unfazed by his denial. She had expected as much.
“Oh? Did I mistake you for someone else? Sorry—my friend looks exactly like you. But just now you said you weren’t busy. Would you accompany me somewhere?”
Ye Yu’s brow furrowed. She’d admitted her mistake, yet still wanted him to go along? What contradiction! Or did she simply enjoy leading strange male deities on?
“I think not. We’re strangers—it’s not appropriate. I actually do have urgent business; I must go now!”
Ye Yu’s face fell as he tried to leave, but a surge of divine power enveloped him, preventing ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) any escape.
Surprised, he asked, “Fellow deity, what do you mean by this?”
“It’s simple—I don’t like being refused. Come with me; it won’t take long. I guarantee your safety, and I’ll reward you! For someone newly arrived in the Divine Realm, this is a tremendous opportunity. No one would refuse such an offer.”
As she spoke, Han Yuexi whisked Ye Yu away at great speed toward the horizon. In her mind, she already knew his true identity: the mysterious deity she had encountered countless times before. She had reason to enlist his aid.
Every time she met Ye Yu and then died, she would be reborn to the prior moment—an uncanny phenomenon beyond explanation. Was it a supreme divine art? Or some unknown, wondrous cosmic law? Han Yuexi did not know. She only understood that seeing Ye Yu granted her another chance at life. Thus she planned to challenge that force this time—failure would at worst return her to her previous timeline, and she could still observe how Ye Yu manipulated time. Two gains in one gamble.
Frankly, if Ye Yu knew of her reckless scheme, he would surely go mad on the spot. Who in their right mind would risk their life so carelessly? Before, death had meant a reset—but now, in reality, death was final. There was no second chance!
