My best friend and I entered the Underworld together as spirits. After enduring trials for ten thousand years, the Heavenly Dao finally loosened its restrictions and gave us a chance to be reborn. Standing before the Rebirth Cliff, my best friend gave me a bewitching smile. “Weiyang, I'm heading home first.” With that, she leapt off the cliff in front of her husband, the King of the Underworld. He had just been using soul-control magic on her, trying to control her spirit, and now his eyes turned bloodshot. I, meanwhile, calmly looked at the Ghost Emperor. He had once been my husband, but now he held another frail female ghost in his arms. “Your Majesty, I'm leaving with Feng Ling, too.” I gave him a faint smile, then turned and leapt after my best friend. I thought I heard some heart-wrenching cries echoing in my ears. Who was crying? I shook my head with a laugh. What did any of it have to do with me? The cold wind howled, and my slender body was already covered in bloody wounds. Even if it cost me my life, I would catch up with my best friend. I had promised Feng Ling that we would go home together.
