Dongyang.
Within a shrine.
The moment the bronze mirror was destroyed by Ye Kunlun, an old man with a bun-shaped hairstyle, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, revealing two sharp glints.
“The Amaterasu Mirror was actually destroyed.”
The old man spoke.
As soon as he said this, the people before him looked astonished.
“Although Tatsuya took the imitation Amaterasu Mirror, it is still a Heavenly-grade spiritual treasure. How could anyone destroy it?”
“Have you all forgotten the incident at Shenshan last time? The ancient and mysterious Huaxia hides too many secrets!”
“Perhaps, the Amaterasu Mirror alerted some reclusive old monster!”
Listening to the discussions of those before him, the old man’s expression remained unchanged.
“Great Priest, since the Amaterasu Mirror has been destroyed, it means something has gone wrong with Lord Sakura’s matter. What should we do next?”
“Yes, Great Priest, after all, Lord Sakura plays a crucial role in our plan!”
Everyone spoke one after another, looking at the old man before them, awaiting his decision.
Suddenly, the room plunged into darkness.
The next second, billions of stars lit up above everyone, with one star shining hundreds or thousands of times brighter than the others.
“The golden scale has emerged.”
The Great Priest spoke, his voice becoming ethereal, “For Dongyang, it is both a disaster and a blessing.”
“Golden scale? Could the golden scale the Great Priest speaks of be that legendary prophecy?”
The Great Priest nodded.
“But that is a prophecy from thousands of years ago, and it has never come true.”
“Great Priest, has the golden scale manifested in our Dongyang?”
If the golden scale manifested in Dongyang, for Dongyang, the blessing would surely outweigh the disaster!
The Great Priest shook his head and gazed at the exceptionally bright star, continuing, “The golden scale was born in ancient Huaxia, alas.”
The Great Priest sighed softly.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent!
For hundreds of years, Dongyang and Huaxia have been in constant conflict, and the relationship between the two countries has long been at freezing point!
If the golden scale was born in Huaxia, it would indeed be a great disaster for Dongyang.
“Great Elder, then we must eliminate the golden scale before it grows!”
“Great Elder, can we confirm the identity of the golden scale?!”
The Great Priest shook his head, “The birth of the golden scale was already shielded by heavenly secrets through great means, otherwise, how could it have been born?”
“Ancient Huaxia, as expected, is more terrifying than I thought.”
The Great Priest waved his hand, and the starry sky disappeared. He looked at the tortoise shell before him and said to everyone, “Misfortune leans on fortune; let’s wait and see regarding the golden scale.”
“The most important thing now is our plan; bringing Sakura back is the most crucial!”
As he spoke, the Great Priest looked at a woman wearing a white robe and a touch of red lipstick before him and said, “Izumi, the task of bringing Sakura back is yours!”
The woman in white, named Izumi, knelt before the Great Priest and prostrated herself in greeting, “Izumi accepts the order!”
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Three days passed in a flash.
West of Jicheng, on a mountain.
Mo Ziyan sat on a large rock, gazing into the distance.
She had been sitting there for three days and three nights.
Ye Kunlun tried to approach Mo Ziyan but was warned several times.
Fortunately, she did not take any action that would harm Mo Ziyan’s body or consciousness, otherwise, Ye Kunlun would have already acted against her.
“How about we talk?”
Ye Kunlun glanced at the sky and spoke again.
“Don’t you want to know who you are?” Ye Kunlun continued, his words finally piquing Mo Ziyan’s interest.
“You know who I am?”
Mo Ziyan turned her head and looked at Ye Kunlun.
“I know very well that I am not the Yan’er you speak of.”
Ye Kunlun shrugged, helpless, “I am a physician. Perhaps your memory is faulty. If you trust me, let me examine your pulse?”
“Examine your pulse?”
Mo Ziyan furrowed her brows slightly, showing a hint of vigilance towards Ye Kunlun.
This man, who was extremely unfamiliar to her, did not evoke a sense of rejection.
Therefore, for the past three days, she had allowed him to approach her.
“That’s right, examine your pulse!” Ye Kunlun knew Mo Ziyan was tempted and seized the opportunity, “Only by finding the problem can we prescribe the right treatment.”
Mo Ziyan remained silent.
Ye Kunlun spoke for a long time, but Mo Ziyan remained unmoved.
It wasn’t until the sun began to set.
Mo Ziyan finally spoke faintly, “Okay, you can examine my pulse!”
Ye Kunlun approached Mo Ziyan.
He then realized that Mo Ziyan before him had undergone a subtle change compared to before.
That change was in her appearance, subtle.
Unless it was someone extremely close to her, it would be difficult to notice.
Coupled with the cherry blossom mark on Mo Ziyan’s forehead, Mo Ziyan exuded a strong sense of pressure.
Of course, this pressure meant nothing to Ye Kunlun.
Mo Ziyan looked at Ye Kunlun, who had walked up to her, and extended her hand.
Ye Kunlun reached out and placed his hand on Mo Ziyan’s pulse.
The next second, Mo Ziyan’s pulse appeared in Ye Kunlun’s Sea of Consciousness.
“This…”
Ye Kunlun’s expression changed slightly.
Because he discovered that things were not as he had imagined!
Mo Ziyan’s consciousness was not suppressed at all; instead, it had merged with that chaotic consciousness!!
As the young master of the Heavenly Physician Sect, Ye Kunlun, who was proficient in medical skills, knew very well that it was almost impossible for two different people to fuse their consciousnesses!
Even if they were fused through powerful means, it would cause mental confusion!
But, at this moment, Mo Ziyan’s consciousness had merged with that chaotic consciousness.
It was just that, for some unknown reason, Mo Ziyan’s memories had disappeared in the fused consciousness.
He believed that with enough time, the cold Mo Ziyan before him would transform back into the gentle Yan’er.
What confused Ye Kunlun was what that chaotic consciousness, merged with Mo Ziyan’s, was.
His mind was filled with doubts.
At the same time, an unlikely thought entered his mind.
Reincarnation!
When he was in Kunlun Void, he had heard his senior master mention reincarnation.
In ancient times, powerful beings, after their demise, would enter reincarnation through some method, waiting to awaken!
At that time, he had asked his senior master if reincarnation truly existed.
His senior master had shaken his head and told him that no one had ever seen it, nor did anyone know the truth or falsehood!
That was why Ye Kunlun found it unlikely.
However, the current situation seemed to be explainable only by reincarnation.
Mo Ziyan’s past life consciousness began to awaken, but for some reason, she had lost a lot of memories.
“Is there a result?”
Mo Ziyan suddenly spoke, her beautiful eyes looking at Ye Kunlun and asking.
Ye Kunlun withdrew his hand and nodded.
“Who am I?”
Mo Ziyan asked.
“You are Yan’er,” Ye Kunlun replied.
Mo Ziyan frowned slightly and was about to speak when Ye Kunlun interrupted her.
“But not the Yan’er of this life.”
Ye Kunlun’s words stunned Mo Ziyan, a hint of confusion appearing in her eyes.
Then, she furrowed her brows, as if trying hard to recall something.