LOGINThe light band wasn't dazzling, but it carried a gentle warmth. It was completely different from the sinister energy around it.Aria's breath hitched. Even the trembling of her spirit stilled as she stared fixedly at the words slowly forming within the light band. She read them one by one, afraid it might be just a trick of the eye.At the center of the light band, a refined and handsome man appeared. He had gentle features, was dressed in a pure white robe, and had a sword hanging at his waist. Surrounded by the cool and ethereal energy unique to Mount Hollowlight, he was none other than her eldest apprentice—Fergus.Beneath the light band, a line of small golden text appeared. Every word struck a chord in Aria's heart. Fergus was the eldest apprentice of the Hollowlight Sect. He had a pure heart and profound spiritual energy. He spent his life slaying demons and protecting the people. A hundred years ago, he exhausted himself defending his sect and perished.In recognition of h
The scene inside the hall was far more overwhelming than Aria had imagined. The entire Reincarnation Hall had no beams or pillars to support it. Its dome soared dozens of feet high. It resembled an inverted starry sky, with countless threads of golden light spilling downward, shimmering like stars.A massive platform carved from centuries-old marble stood in the middle of the hall. Its smooth and milky-white surface was etched with endless tracks of reincarnation. Each line represented the past and present lives of a mortal. Every detail was perfectly outlined—from birth to death, from good to evil. This was the Reincarnation Record.It wasn't a book but the marble platform itself, formed from the laws of heaven and earth. The tracks upon it recorded every cycle of reincarnation.Countless golden bands of light floated above the marble platform, displaying images of the living—smiling children, peaceful elders, vicious spirits, and the joys and sorrows of humanity.The bands fl
A Phantom Patrol whispered, "I don't think things are that simple. The man beside them looks like an ordinary mortal, but just glancing at him makes my soul feel like it's about to shatter. He's terrifying."Another Phantom Patrol added, "Something major must have happened. The Reincarnation Hall isn't a place they can just walk into. This is going to reach Mr. Darkhold!"Blanc and Noir grew even more uneasy when they heard the hushed whispers. A thin sheen of cold sweat formed on their foreheads, and they instinctively quickened their pace. All they wanted was to reach the Reincarnation Hall as soon as possible, complete their task, and get out of this dire situation. They both knew it wasn't impossible to escort two mortals into the Reincarnation Hall without everyone finding out.Despite knowing they would get into trouble, Blanc and Noir had no choice under Landon's pressure.Sure enough, it didn't take long before chaos broke out in the Reincarnation Hall. A low-ranking Ph
Blanc stood with his head bowed, masking his emotions under the brim of his hat. Only the slightest hint of respect could be seen in his eyes. His tall frame was draped in a pure white robe that fluttered with the air in the room, giving him an aloof presence.Noir looked even more serious. His dark robe was embroidered with faint golden patterns, and the faint wrath around him disappeared when he got close to Landon. The iron chain in his hand swung lightly, striking the floor with a faint clink. The sound was unusually sharp in the quiet room, carrying an eerie chill. Aria gazed at Blanc and Noir and explained clearly, "I need to get into Netherrealm and check the Reincarnation Record."The instant the words left her lips, the air in the room seemed to freeze. Blanc hesitated, a flicker of doubt and disbelief passing through his eyes.Blanc slowly looked at Aria before lowering his gaze. He didn't dare look at her or Landon as he replied in a low and firm voice, "This isn't go
Landon smiled. "Go ahead. I'm listening."Aria took a deep breath and slowly lifted her head. When she met his gaze, she saw warmth reflected in his indifferent gaze. The dam she had held inside her heart for so long finally began to crack. Her voice was soft, with a faint rasp, as if it carried a whisper from a distant past. Every word was heavy with pain."I've been hiding from you for a long time. My identity isn't as simple as it seems. I wasn't born into the Carver family in this life. I was reborn."When she finished, she watched his face closely, searching for even a hint of shock or doubt. But his expression barely shifted. His gaze flickered for a moment, and his fingers shifted slightly toward her, as calm as ever. Landon didn't interrupt her, merely gesturing for her to continue.Memories from her past life surged into her mind—the misty Mount Hollowlight, fields of rare spiritual herbs and flowers, her fellow apprentices' smiling faces, and her mentor's kind guidanc
Aria no longer felt weak and disoriented. Instead, she had a tangle of questions and fixations she'd been sitting on for a long time. Her thoughts kept circling back to her past life and the deep bond she'd shared with her fellow apprentices from Hollowlight Sect. And underneath all of it sat a theory so unbelievable she hadn't dared look at it head-on, even though she knew she had to. Her gaze drifted to the branches swaying outside the window, but she wasn't seeing any of it. Her mind had already gone back to a few days ago. She had just found out that Fergus and Elijah, who'd woken up remembering everything, were the same fellow apprentices who had once shielded her with their lives. It stirred up a complicated knot of emotions in her chest. Memories she'd buried for ages came flooding back all at once. Back on the peak of Mount Hollowlight, there was the wooden lodge Tobias had built with his own hands. Her fellow apprentices had gathered around her and taught her swordwork
It all began with Jett's so-called friends and connections—many of whom were tied to his mother's side of the family. Aria quickly realized their true intention wasn't to destroy the Grisham family but to pull Jett closer to their circle. As the future heir of the Grisham family, Jett was a valuab
Magdalene pulled Jett's hand away. "What's going on with you? If your dad doesn't agree, how can we decide anything for the Fitzroy family? I know you're kindhearted, but business is complicated. "Pulling out your investment is just a wake-up call for Aria. Someone like her should be studying at h
Aria's remark took aback Jett. He recalled how the Fitzroys always claimed they were acting in his best interest, insisting that their rigorous teachings were meant to help, not harm. After all, as the eldest grandson of the Grisham family, Jett was expected to be well-rounded in all areas.Aria pa
The customer's frustration was simmering, but Aria's cool and self-assured demeanor caught her off guard. She had never met a woman quite like Aria before, and her irritation wavered.When Aria offered an apology, the customer waved it off, flustered. "N-No need. Maybe the shop doesn't have my size







