She had died several times, yet she still didn't understand the meaning of death, because to her, not only had she lived long enough, she could also die nine times. Even if she ran out of lives, she would still be happily living in the Netherworld. Death to her was really just a word.
But now it wasn't.
Only now did she realize, watching the life of someone she liked and cared about slowly fade away, how painful and unbearable it would be, how fearful and helpless she would feel, even to the point of wanting to die with him...
Wen Xiao'ai wiped the tears on her face carelessly, then stood up and steadied herself by the bed.
Then she raised her hand to channel her power, bringing forth shimmering purple light.
She opened her mouth, and a Purple Pearl, more beautiful than glass, emerged from it.
This Purple Pearl was the inner core that Wen Xiao'ai had painstakingly restored using the energy from Jun Moyan.
