The lonely journey of the cold fairy

Chapter 20 Don't want to go

Before darkness descended, the patrolling elder of Danxia Palace finally arrived. He directed his disciples with methodical precision as they began to tidy up the aftermath. Corpses were systematically removed from the withered-leaf cottage, while traces of demonic energy had to be meticulously eradicated. The Huangquan wood could not remain here and needed to be transported back to Danxia Palace. Furthermore, the Bai family had suffered severe casualties; their assets and the power vacuum left behind needed careful management.

However, Bai Siyao paid little heed to these matters. Sitting under the lamp, she meticulously examined the Reincarnation Mirror in her hands. Though her magical energy had been depleted, she could still perceive lingering traces; indeed, it was the Reincarnation Mirror she had seized from the Ziwei Ruins. Therefore, the claims of moving mountains and altering fate were no exaggeration.

With time flowing backward, the shifting of seas and the reversal of stars posed no challenge. The dead could once again walk among the living, and what was lost could still be held tightly. Every mistake could be revisited.

Bai Siyao lifted her gaze to behold her reflection in the mirror. The fourteen-year-old girl bore a youthful face, still marked by innocence and naivety, embodying a sense of fulfillment as if nothing had been in vain. A smile danced across her lips. She disliked evasion and had never considered what it would be like if nothing had happened. Yet now, fortune smiled upon her, and she discovered this feeling to be immensely gratifying! No longer did she need to confront the ugly faces of malice or endure inexplicable hostility. No one pursued her, denouncing her as the great demon. What a splendid life it was!

She had long harbored disdain for those righteous figures, cloaked in a guise of moral integrity while engaging in unspeakable deeds beneath the surface. Now, it was her turn to don this facade.

Returning to her bed, Bai Siyao assessed her inner sanctum. If all this were indeed real, she would need to approach her cultivation with seriousness. In her previous life, when she betrayed her sect, she had ruined her foundational path and was forced to practice demonic techniques, suffering countless hardships. Yet this time, fortune had bestowed upon her a demonic heart from the heavens, and before she had even begun her training, she had become a Gold Core cultivator.

Her dantian remained unscathed, and with the enhancement of her Jade Body, her progress in demonic arts would be remarkably efficient. Moreover, she could establish a new inner sanctum and cultivate orthodox Daoist techniques.

A thought flickered through Bai Siyao's mind. This method seemed feasible? The Jade Body was immune to demonic energy, and as long as she managed the relationship between the two, she could simultaneously cultivate both techniques.

Additionally, she must safeguard the Reincarnation Mirror. Such an astonishing ability to reverse time had depleted its magical essence, but its crafting principles remained intact. If she could restore some of its power, it would undoubtedly serve as a valuable ally in future battles.

She returned the Reincarnation Mirror to her inner sanctum. Having recognized her as its master after she activated it, the mirror had lain dormant within her inner sanctum. Had it not been for her absorption of the demonic heart, which had surged her cultivation and nourished it, it might have taken her much longer to discover its existence.

A peaceful night passed.

The next morning, Bai Menglian knocked on her door. "Second Sister, are you awake?"

Bai Siyao opened her eyes, brimming with vitality after a night of cultivation. Rising, she opened the door to find Bai Menglian and Bai Mengxing, who was carrying a food box.

"I'm glad you're awake; let's have breakfast together," Bai Menglian said with a radiant smile, turning to call out to her brother, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring it out!"