“Having traveled through the Underworld for so long, Ying Naiyan naturally had heard of every ghost city.”
“She was certain that in the southern Underworld, there was no ghost city called Langlang City.”
“That name was definitely fabricated by Ye Yu.”
“Ying Naiyan knew Ye Yu’s pen name was Xiao Lang, the author of Bitter Cold City Chronicles.”
“So it wasn’t hard to guess that he made up a place called Langlang City.”
“Therefore, Ying Naiyan could be certain that the Ye Yu who died in battle was indeed her husband.”
“At first, she was very angry, even wanting to annihilate all those ghost sects.”
“After all, this was just too much bullying.”
“What crime did my husband commit to deserve the joint attack of fifty-eight ghost sect leaders?”
“But after learning the full cause and effect of everything.”
“Ying Naiyan fell silent.”
“Well, actually, maybe, perhaps...”
“Husband, husband, what exactly were you thinking? Why did you have to steal from their treasure pavilion?”
“Moreover, even if you did steal, why not just run away directly?”
“What did you mean by appearing again on your own accord?”
“If you really count it, both sides were responsible.”
“Ying Naiyan struggled for a long time, then finally left the western Underworld.”
“She stopped searching for Ye Yu’s whereabouts and found Dongkui instead.”
“After hundreds of years, this awakened half-step Ghost King powerhouse had successfully taken another step forward.”
“She had truly ascended to the Ghost King Realm.”
“Ying Naiyan voluntarily became her disciple to learn ghost arts.”
“In just five hundred years, she reached the late Ghost Lord Realm.”
“The first thing she did afterward was to return to the western Underworld and visit each of the fifty-eight ghost sects.”
“Meeting meant slaughter!”
“Yes, back then Ye Yu had taken away your treasure pavilion.”
“But so what? On what basis do you think you can swallow your anger silently?”
“Now, although your ghost sect leaders have all fallen, you must understand that when predecessors err, descendants pay the price.”
“If anyone is to blame, it’s you ghosts who have unlucky fates and must suffer such calamities.”
“To be honest, if Ye Yu were still alive, he would never believe that the once quiet Ying Naiyan would say such unreasonable things.”
“Yes, this is unreasonable.”
“Ying Naiyan simply couldn’t swallow this grievance.”
“She hated every ghost from those fifty-eight sects, stubbornly believing that if they had swallowed their anger silently, Ye Yu would not have died.”
“Actually, thinking about it, this logic wasn’t wrong.”
“But the ghosts of those fifty-eight sects in the western Underworld were truly wronged.”
“What kind of thing is this?”
“What, so we’re bullied but not allowed to speak up?”
“You female ghost are too overbearing.”
“In just one month.”
“Thirty-seven ghost sects had already been wiped out by Ying Naiyan.”
“The huge uproar drew the attention of a Ghost King powerhouse in the western Underworld.”
“Hey, you female ghost, aren’t you being a bit excessive?”
“Your husband is gone, but you can’t treat my local ghost sects like chives to be cut?”
“If you really wipe out all fifty-eight sects, where will my western Underworld’s face go?”
“Either leave quickly or die here.”
“Ying Naiyan’s answer was resolute: none of the fifty-eight sects involved in killing Ye Yu would be spared!”
“This Ghost King powerhouse was instantly furious and decided to personally fight Ying Naiyan.”
“However, Dongkui heard about this.”
“Using her great divine power to cross millions of miles, she personally came to support Ying Naiyan.”
“The two—master and disciple—joined forces and instantly slew this western Underworld Ghost King.”
“Afterward, Dongkui issued a harsh warning.”
“What my disciple says is what I say; if anyone objects, they may come find me to talk some sense.”
“Provided they’re prepared to be killed.”
“Because Dongkui herself had never known what reason was!”
“Half a month later, Ying Naiyan completed her promise, wiping out all fifty-eight sects without exception.”
“After finishing these deeds.”
“Ying Naiyan thought she would be very happy, but unexpectedly, her heart remained empty.”
“She took out Ye Yu’s handwritten letter again.”
“After quietly reading it for a long time, she made a decision—to ascend to the heavens!”
“Perhaps, miracles really existed.”
“Maybe Ye Yu had truly become an immortal in the Heavenly Realm.”
“When Ying Naiyan told this idea to Dongkui.”
“This unreasonable master was stunned for a long moment.”
“Then only said three words.”
“You’re crazy!”
“Crazy? Maybe.”
“But Ying Naiyan had already made up her mind.”
“Without Ye Yu, she truly couldn’t live a single day.”
“Only by pursuing Ye Yu’s path could she feel her own existence.”
“From that day on.”
“Ying Naiyan began seeking ways to ascend.”
“But the pathways between the Six Realms had long since closed, so ascending to the heavens was far from easy.”
“A thousand years later, Ying Naiyan found a method.”
“Though fraught with danger, a one-in-nine chance of survival.”
“Yet Ying Naiyan still went forward resolutely.”
“In the final step of ascending to the Heavenly Realm, a mishap occurred.”
“The power of the heavenly way discovered her and suppressed her on the spot with thunder and lightning.”
“At the ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) moment of death.”
“Ying Naiyan did not regret any of her actions.”
“She even smiled faintly.”
“Because she had died pursuing Ye Yu’s path.”
“Not wasting her life mournfully in the Underworld.”
In Duanhun Village,
Ying Naiyan suddenly woke up.
Looking around at the familiar surroundings, her expression became extremely solemn.
“What’s going on?”
“Why am I still in Duanhun Village?”
“Wasn’t I supposed to have died on the path to ascension?”
“Ying Naiyan looked at her hands, carefully sensing.”
“She found her peak Ghost Lord Realm cultivation had vanished.”
“Wait, could it be that all of this was just a dream?”
“No, no way. A dream shouldn’t be this real!”
“Ying Naiyan shook her head slightly and suddenly found an envelope nearby.”
“She opened it and found it was the handwritten letter left by Ye Yu.”
“Yes, the letter she had kept for nearly a thousand years.”
“Not fake; everything was real.”
“At this moment, Ying Naiyan finally understood what ‘after annihilation comes a new beginning’ really meant.”
“A new start truly exists!”
“So, could it be that her husband Ye Yu truly existed?”
“Ying Naiyan’s figure flickered as she hurried to Bitter Cold City.”
“But surprisingly, no one there had ever heard of Ye Yu’s name.”
“Not even Ye Dongfang, Ye father, knew he had such a son.”
“Was the timeline off?”
“No, Ye Yu should have already appeared by now.”
“Ying Naiyan looked again at the letter.”
“That’s right—immortal!”
“Perhaps Ye Yu really had gone to the Heavenly Realm and become an immortal!”
“Thinking this, Ying Naiyan raised her head to the sky.”
“It seemed she must continue ascending.”
“But this time she must be extremely cautious to ensure success.”
“Husband, wait for me!”
