The sky has the Nine Heavens, the ground has the Nine Earths.
Hell has the river of death that connects the sky and earth. Mortals call it the “Nine Springs,” or the “Yellow Spring”, and underneath the Nine Springs is the Yellow Spring road.
The Yellow Spring road; it is the last journey for each person.
“If a man has not truly fallen in love with a woman, then his fall cannot be attributed to her.”
Feng Feiyun, this time, had “truly fallen” which, was why, his life was in this woman’s hand.
People have countless ways to die. Some die on the battlefield; dramatic, honorable, and meaningful. Others die a naked death on the street without a proper burial, but Feng Feiyun feels that his demise was even more devastating.
How could such a beautiful woman exist in the world?
This question appeared every time Feng Feiyun saw Shui Yueting; his heart was unable to remain calm despite their numerous encounters.
Big round eyes, pearl white skin, like snow, and a slender body with an aura of nobility. Like a goddess that has descended from the heaven.
She was the most beautiful woman in the world.
However, when Feng Feiyun was killed by her sword, he found out that she was also the most heartless woman in the world.
The sword in her hand bled crimson; his blood flowed from the tip.
Feng Feiyun’s soul descended from his body; it traveled to a black world, as cold as ice. Up ahead lied an ancient passage, hovering in the emptiness. Will this lead to the river of souls, the passage to hell?
Emptiness, loneliness, and fearful darkness.
A dead person indeed becomes a soul.
“I can’t believe that I, the youngest Patriarch of the Demon Phoenix Race, have to wait for my end like this.”
Walking on the Yellow Springs road, smiling heroically, Feng Feiyun possessed a noble aura that could cause many Emperors to bow down to.
Feng Feiyun was a Demon Phoenix, a male that had the highest aptitude in the last thirty thousand years. He reached the ninth level of Heaven Emergence within one thousand years, becoming the strongest cultivator in the Immortal World; the other seven Phoenix Empresses nominated him to be the new Demon Phoenix Race Patriarch.
At that time, Feng Feiyun was even more renowned than even the Elders and Patriarchs of other big sects; all the other Demon Emperors and Empresses were careful when dealing with him.
It was at his apex that he met Shui Yueting. The two coincidentally met at the North Sea. One was the youngest Patriarch of the Demon Phoenix Race, the other was the most beautiful woman in the world. They quickly fell in love and spent their time peacefully together on the North Sea beach.
At that time, Shui Yueting was gentle and thoughtful; a graceful woman filled with love. Feng Feiyun had many responsibilities as a Patriarch; he could even be considered heartless and ruthless, but after their meeting, he became a young man smitten by love.
Feng Feiyun gently held her slender waist, determined to protect her with his life. However, the moment when he died to her sword, he found out that she did not need his protection; her cultivation level was just as high as his. A raise of her soft hand could destroy the heaven and earth, and it was even a sneak attack.
After his death, Shui Yueting replaced his position and became the strongest expert in the Immortal World. This was the goddess Shui Yueting, worshipped and honored by all under the heavens.
Yue Ting was peerless under the heavens, the mandate in her hand; no one dared to resist.
A woman stepping on her lover’s body to reach the apex was definitely the most frightening woman in the world.
To die at the hands of the most beautiful and strongest woman, Feng Feiyun felt that he could at least smile under the Nine Springs. At the very least, he had loved with sincerity, and, with no shame in his heart, he could go peacefully to his end.
At least I had an “intimate” relationship with her, and I didn’t lose everything for nothing!
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“Dear God, if you can revive me, then I will return the full favor towards her.”
“If I can live again, then, no matter what price I have to pay, I will make her understand that she cannot get away with this betrayal; even if she is the most beautiful woman; A man’s scorn will be no less than a woman’s when he is betrayed by his love.”
“Alas! Death is unavoidable, and my soul will disappear eventually; my chance for revenge is gone.”
The Yellow Springs road, the road of the dead! You can only walk forward, there was no turning back.
Going straight to hell to drink from Meng Po’s Five Flavored Tea of Forgetfulness. I will forget everything and be reincarnated in a new body; my glory for this past life will turn into meaningless clouds and smoke.
Even if there were regrets and hatred or a lover and an enemy, it did not matter any more, for he was a dead man; only the soul remained.
“Wait a minute! Why is the Yellow Springs road so empty? where are the demons and spirits of hell? Is this the actual Yellow Springs? Did I take the wrong turn?”
Feng Feiyun started to question.
Looking at the eerily serene surroundings, nothing but the dark emptiness stood before him; he took a long turn. In the great beyond, there was a glimmer of light, as big as a rice grain. It was of a green hue, flying towards him. The speed accelerated, and the light became brighter and bigger…