"You have traversed two lifetimes, how do you feel?"

Ksitigarbha said with a smile, surrounded by Buddha Light, as a Divine Buddha, the only one in the world.

"The mortal world walks, with its own joys and sorrows." Mo Wangchen replied.

"For you, it's merely two hundred years, but for her, it's the span of three Eras."

Ksitigarbha spoke again, as though he already understood Mo Wangchen's intentions.

Mo Wangchen fell silent, and after a long moment, he finally said, "May I see her?"

"Which 'her' do you refer to?" Ksitigarbha inquired.

At these words, Mo Wangchen was momentarily startled, but soon he reacted, "If I could also see Yurou..."

Ksitigarbha, however, shook his head, "You have yet to complete nine lifetimes, meeting her now would only disturb your mind, it's better if you don't."

Mo Wangchen fell silent again. In truth, before coming to the Netherworld, he had already pondered whether he could meet Meng Yurou.

"Is Senior Brother still here?" After a long while, he suddenly asked.

He remembered that just before he left, Lin Feng had said that he too would fall into Reincarnation, searching for the Master's True Body.

And now, two hundred years had passed, he too should no longer be on the Holy Mountain, right?

"He has already left the Holy Mountain, and due to his profound cultivation, even I cannot know where he has gone." Ksitigarbha said.

Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen was surprised. He knew Lin Feng's cultivation was incredibly profound but hadn't expected that even someone as eternal as Ksitigarbha could not know his whereabouts?

"Go then, she has waited for three Eras. After this meeting, I shall send her into Reincarnation."

While Mo Wangchen was silent, Ksitigarbha gave a faint smile before extending his large hand. Buddha Light radiated from his palm, resembling the so-called Buddha Kingdom in the palm.

"Buzz..."

The Buddha Light descended, enshrouding Mo Wangchen. He felt as though a power so great it was irresistibly enveloped him.

Then, when that feeling disappeared, Mo Wangchen found himself back in the Eighteenth Layer of the Netherworld.

Around him, there was a white mist, with only Yuyu's figure sitting cross-legged not far away, and nothing else.

"Yuyu."

This time, Mo Wangchen approached, different from before, for now, he could clearly sense the aura on Yuyu.

She had her eyes closed, her eyelids twitched slightly, and then she slowly opened them.

"Big Brother..."

Initially, there was confusion in her eyes, seemingly unable to react. Three Eras, such a long span of time that it could destroy everything.

However, after a brief moment of bewilderment, she still recognized Mo Wangchen.

"Am I... divinely wandering in a dream again?"

Surprisingly, there wasn't any excitement on Yuyu's face. Throughout these three Eras,

she had been waiting bitterly, surrounded by nothing but endless white, accompanied only by solitude through the eons.

Countless nights and days, she dreamt countless times of reuniting with Mo Wangchen.

With a word, she gave a bitter smile, shook her head, and closed her eyes once more.

"Yuyu!"

Mo Wangchen took a deep breath, understanding naturally why she had such a reaction.

She had waited too long, as if forever unable to wait for him, thinking this was merely a dream.

Mo Wangchen's gentle call caused Yuyu to open her eyes once more.

This time, she was in a daze even longer, and her brows furrowed slightly, her gaze fixed on Mo Wangchen.

"This is not a dream..."

No one knew how long it took for Yuyu to stand up, stride forward, and grab Mo Wangchen's hand, her body trembling, "Big Brother, it really is you!"

"It's me, Yuyu, I came to find you." Mo Wangchen sighed, a feeling inexpressible in his heart.

To him, it was just a brief two hundred years, but for Yuyu, it was the span of three Eras.

"Drip, drip..."

Yuyu cried, tears uncontrollably streaming from her eyes as she excitedly hugged Mo Wangchen, devoid of Yu Venerable's image, just like the little girl from Shiling Town in Mo Wangchen's memory.

The two reunited, exchanging endless words.

Meanwhile, in the ancient hall, Ksitigarbha and the Black-Robed Man stood together.

Before them, a light curtain appeared, reflecting the scene of Mo Wangchen and Yuyu's reunion.

No one knew how long it had been before Ksitigarbha suddenly spoke, "Did you recognize him just now?"

The Black-Robed Man was startled, silent for a moment, then shook his head.

Ksitigarbha smiled, "Speaking of which, ever since you entered the Netherworld, you became a Netherworld Prison Envoy, seldom going outside, never visiting the Human World. You drank a thousand bowls of Wangchuan River water with him, unable to wash away the past, surely you still harbor deep obsession for bygone events, right?"

The Black-Robed Man was silent, then said, "It's all in the past…"

Afterward, he abruptly changed the topic, asking doubtfully, "Which Reincarnation does the Bodhisattva plan to send her into?"

Ksitigarbha remained silent, only smiling, his gaze fixed on Yuyu within the light curtain.

In the end, Mo Wangchen spent three days with Yuyu within the Eighteenth Layer of the Netherworld.

Three days later, he left, just as mentioned before, after Mo Wangchen's departure, Ksitigarbha sent Yuyu's soul into Reincarnation.

Mo Wangchen walked outward unwaveringly, the journey through the Netherworld concluded.

He retraced his steps, and beneath Naihe Bridge, in the Wangchuan River, someone was still waiting bitterly.

Finally, Mo Wangchen exited Ghost Gate, and with a flicker of his gaze, his body instantly vanished.

When vision returned, he found himself back in the dark, endless starry sky, before him, a door leading to his third life.

He stepped in without hesitation.

"Buzz..."

A black light flickered from his body and fell into the distant starry sky, causing Mo Wangchen to pause.

It was the Black Tower he borrowed from the Divine Scale Clan, but now, as he was about to leave, the Black Tower belonged to this Era, and he could not take it with him.

Without much thought, he took a step forward, eventually disappearing into the dark starry sky.

…

Sword Sect, a sect that primarily cultivates the Sword Dao.

The sect is divided into seven branches, where Heavenly Sword Peak and Earth Sword Peak were the strongest, occupying the sect's central geographical positions, one to the left and one to the right, with the most disciples beneath the peaks. Then there were the East, West, South, North four Sword Peaks, each occupying one direction, surrounding the entire Sword Sect.

Beneath the six branches of Heaven, Earth, East, West, South, and North, there was another peak, which in recent years has become the strongest lineage within the Sword Sect.

Qijian Peak!

In the past, Sword Sect was merely a small sect within this Heaven and Earth.

But later, someone emerged from within the sect, rising against the heavens, sweeping strong enemies aside, making formidable fame through this Heaven and Earth.

This individual's rise led the Sword Sect to flourish, making it one of the most powerful forces of the current era.

This day, the grand competition of the seven branches of Sword Sect attracted heroes from across the land, countless people gathered, all to watch the clashes between the geniuses of Sword Sect's seven branches.

Around the arena, shadows floated about, with waves of noise erupting now and then, as many cheered on the contenders of the field.

No one noticed, in a certain direction among the spectators, Mo Wangchen's figure appeared silently...

PS: The end today.

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