The Soul Rebirth method was rarely used. It was dangerous, costly, and always uncertain. Designed to cleanse a poisoned soul, it involved fusing a Soul Holy Stone into the spirit core—then slicing away the corrupted fragments. It saved lives… but took memories.
Lin Yuan was unconscious, his body still, but deep within, two ancient forces battled:
A Devil Soul and a Sage Soul—both awakened and unwilling to yield.
Each clash sent ripples through Lin Yuan's fragile consciousness. If the Devil Soul won, it would not stop. A powerful Devil Immortal, long killed and forgotten by history, could be reborn using Lin Yuan as a vessel.
No one knew what would happen next.
But one thing was certain—every blow exchanged made Lin Yuan's own soul grow weaker.even as his memories faded like sand in the wind.Lady Mingyan fused a soul holy stone with Lin yuan.
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At midnight, under a moonless sky, Lady Mingyan looked at Lin yuan,
> "If this keeps up, Lin Yuan may lose himself completely."
The others turned to her, tense.
> "We must help the Sage Soul," she continued. "If it fades, the Devil will take everything."
She comes back from the secret realm and look at everyone.
Then Lady Mingyan stood, her gaze solemn. "Back when I was young… I trained in the Saiolin Temple. I learned the Holy Monk Blessing Formation. If enough of us connect our souls to his—we can lend him strength."
The Sect Leader didn't hesitate. "Prepare the formation. I'll call the others. We'll gather help from those Lin Yuan once saved."
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A sacred flying ship cut across the night sky.
Below, the mountains slept in silver mist.
No one spoke. Lady An silently wept in a corner.
They arrived at the sect grounds by dawn. The training field was empty, wide and silent—used usually for running competitions, but now, it would serve as the heart of a miracle.
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The Formation of Blessing
Lady Mingyan worked with sacred precision.
She ground Soul Stone powder into fine dust and sketched ancient symbols into the soil. Then she embedded dozens of mini formations around a great circle.
With reverent hands, she crushed one Evergreen Holy Stone with three Moonstones, mixing them into the formation lines. The Sect Leader offered a glowing Moonlight Holy Stone, which Mingyan also ground to powder and blended into the array.
It pulsed with holy light.
> "Sit," she said, her voice echoing. "If your heart holds goodwill toward Lin Yuan, you may join. The more souls we connect—the stronger his Sage Soul becomes."
People trickled in at first. Then hundreds. Then thousands.
Refugees, disciples, even wandering villagers arrived over the days. Men were allowed, a rare permission inside the sect, and even some proud elders took part. The sect was guarded by those who didn't sit, creating a quiet protective ring.
The blessing formation glowed—soft, steady, eternal.
Twelve thousand had once been saved by Lin Yuan.
But nearly fifty thousand came to repay him.
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Awakening
Inside the Soul Realm, the Devil Soul faltered.
The Sage Soul, glowing faintly, stood upright once more.
And Lin Yuan… opened his eyes.
The world was bright, unfamiliar. His head ached.
He looked around, blinking. So many faces…
Yet only nine could he truly recognize.
Only thirty names danced on the edge of his mind.
He remembered one thing clearly—he was disguised as a girl.
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Memory Fracture
Rina rushed over, eyes hopeful. "Lin Yuan! How do you feel?"
He blinked slowly.
"…Who are you?"
Rina's face crumbled—but she didn't cry. She nodded quietly and stepped aside.
Then Tearlume toddled forward. A tiny bundle of joy and ancient power, barely able to speak in full sentences. Yet her soul was older than kingdoms.
She ran into Lin Yuan's arms and hugged him tightly.
His whole body tensed, cheeks flushing.
> She's a baby now… but she's nearly a hundred thousand years old. Will she remember this moment forever?
He hesitated.
Then, slowly, awkwardly… he hugged her back.
Her tiny hands clutched his robe tighter.
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