The book she remembered in her mind seemed to be turning. In its pages, the descriptions of death for Mr. and Mrs. Bai, her uncle and aunt, and even her mother and herself, had been erased. Many blank pages were inserted into the subsequent apocalyptic storyline.
But in the ending, the female lead still stood alone atop a high earthen mound, lonely and cold.
'While we haven't changed the ultimate outcome, the path of fate really has been altered.'
'Is this a perk from the Underworld, too? Oh my gosh, this is amazing.'
Ye Yunyun didn't know it, but she was the only ordinary ghost to linger in the Underworld for thousands of years. Over that vast expanse of time, even without actively cultivating, she had developed some minor supernatural abilities and gained a slight understanding of the principles of fate.
Soon, her body temperature quickly returned to normal, and her little face became rosy again.
