Cold… so cold…
The air suddenly turned frigid, making Huang Bei Yue shiver a few times. Strange, was the door left open for it to be so cold? She softly called, “Yi,” but there was no reply.
Huang Bei Yue lazily opened her eyes, and the sight of a spirit tablet hit her. Why did this scene look so familiar?
No, that’s not right! Huang Bei Yue opened her eyes wide and looked around, unable to help but be surprised. This was the ancestral hall of the Princess’s Estate, and for her to be here meant that she… had been reborn, returning to the very beginning of her transmigration!
Huang Bei Yue stood up, silently looking around. If she had returned to this point in time, did that mean she had to cultivate all over again and had lost her spirit beasts? At that thought, Huang Bei Yue quickly sat down and circulated her spiritual energy.
Fortunately, her power was still the same, but her spirit beast space was empty.
Checking her spatial ring, nothing was missing, and within it, a black jade was floating…! Huang Bei Yue took it out and silently looked at it. It was indeed the Myriad Beast Unbound! Why had her spirit beasts disappeared, but this thing hadn’t? Huang Bei Yue gently bit her lip. Mo Lian had died because of this very item, yet not only had the black jade not disappeared, it had even returned.
Thinking of Mo Lian, a bitter pang went through her heart. He had died helping her destroy the black jade, yet…
“Hmph, if Mo Lian couldn’t destroy you, then I will make you disappear forever.” Huang Bei Yue said coldly.
She stood up, adjusted her white robes, and walked out. She still had to find him…
Feng Lian Yi…
As she left the room, she happened to overhear the maid Bei Xiang talking about her, making Huang Bei Yue feel a chill.
A good-for-nothing? Her status not even as good as a maid’s? What a joke! I’ll show you! Huang Bei Yue walked up behind the servant, her face as dark as if she had just stepped out of hell, killing intent shooting from her eyes as if she wanted to slay this person who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth.
The two were still excitedly gesticulating, unaware that death was approaching.
Huang Bei Yue raised her hand, and with a light flick of her finger, black energy shot out. Instantly, the heads of the two fell to the ground.
“The Eldest Princess is still resting in there, yet you shameless wretches dare to do this in front of her. Killing you is truly a waste of my effort.”
After Huang Bei Yue finished speaking, she snapped her fingers. A small ball of flame shot from her hand, incinerating the two corpses, and then she turned and left.
Leaving the alley, her footsteps suddenly halted.
Without turning her head, Huang Bei Yue crossed her arms and asked coldly:
“Are you enjoying the show?”
“Quite the opposite,” the other person replied.
His voice was mysterious and enchanting.
If she were to turn around, she would see a man clad in pure white robes, highlighting his skin as fair as white jade. His face could only be described as devastatingly handsome, capable of toppling cities.
A cascade of black hair flowed over his white robes. He had a high nose bridge and pale pink lips that, paradoxically, resembled those of a demon.
Huang Bei Yue turned around, and his purple eyes met hers, making it impossible for her to look away. He leaned against a tree, his beauty surpassing even the splendor of wind, flowers, snow, and moon.
Indeed, her Yi was the most perfect person, without a single flaw…
Seeing her turn to look at him, Feng Lian Yi couldn’t help but be surprised. The two of them just stared into each other’s eyes.
After looking at him for a moment, Huang Bei Yue’s lips parted slightly.
“Yi.”
“Yue.”
The two called out each other’s names in unison. At this moment, Feng Lian Yi’s lips curved upwards, and he said:
“It seems you remember too. I thought I was the only one who remembered! Alas, what a pity.”
He spoke to her in that same gentle and soft voice, but what was the pity about?
“If only you remember, then you’d be making a fool of me, wouldn’t you?” Hoàng Bắc Nguyệt asked proudly.
Phong Liên Dực couldn’t help but chuckle. This girl really hadn’t changed a bit.
Just as he was about to speak, a distant voice called out, “Your Highness!”
“We’ll have to talk later then.”
“Alright.”
Seeing her nod, Phong Liên Dực smiled and bounced off.
Hoàng Bắc Nguyệt smiled faintly. “Just you wait, see how I deal with you.” Phong Liên Dực must have eaten tiger’s liver and bear’s gall to even dare think of such a thing.
Having finished her thoughts, Hoàng Bắc Nguyệt also turned and walked away.