The woman’s voice was like a melody from the heavens, captivating.

But Ling Xiao suddenly felt a bit melancholic, a bit helpless.

Yes, his beloved woman had to reincarnate for his sake.

Reincarnation differs from worldly experience; one temporarily loses memories of their past life.

It’s only after ten cycles of reincarnation that the memories can fully return.

However, amidst the melancholy and helplessness, Ling Xiao was filled with a sense of happiness.

No matter if the Moon Lady recognized him or not, as long as he could recognize his beloved woman, that was enough.

He believed this was the Moon Lady, because the feeling from being together day and night couldn’t be false.

This was his true love.

But at this moment, he certainly couldn’t show too much affection, for he might truly scare this girl.

"I am Ling Xiao, I was chasing a white shadow and accidentally ended up here. If I disturbed you, I hope you forgive me."

Ling Xiao tried to suppress his inner excitement, speaking in as calm a tone as possible: "I wonder where this place is, and why is the lady here alone?"

His heart was filled with countless questions.

The person before him, he could confirm was the Moon Lady.

But why was the Moon Lady here?

And why was she alone in the wilderness late at night, knowing that this place was teeming with Monster Beasts, even Martial Artists wouldn’t dare to wander alone at night.

Let alone a woman.

Could it be that the Moon Lady’s cultivation level has already recovered?

"Ling Xiao? Why does this name feel so familiar?"

A flash of confusion appeared in the Moon Lady’s eyes.

This name was so familiar and dear, it left her puzzled.

Because she didn’t know the man in front of her at all.

With a gentle sigh, the Moon Lady said faintly: "This is not my home either, you don’t need to apologize.

It’s just very dangerous here, wherever you came from, you should go back there."

Ling Xiao wanted to leave, but having encountered the Moon Lady, how could he easily depart?

He cultivated so diligently not only to avenge his father, Ling Tieshou, but also to reach the Eternal Palace and find the Moon Lady.

"You’re not leaving?"

The Moon Lady looked at Ling Xiao indifferently. Perhaps this name brought her a hint of closeness to this young man.

But her innate detachment still kept people at a distance.

Ling Xiao was just about to answer.

The Moon Lady spoke again: "If you won’t leave, but I want to. Do you know how to get out of here?

Can you help me?"

"Of course!"

Ling Xiao agreed without hesitation.

This was his beloved woman; how could he not help?

"I was originally the most outstanding disciple of the Eternal Palace, but after a meal and a sleep, I awoke and found myself here.

Almost a year has passed, I’ve been cultivating and growing in these desolate mountains, all for the day I can return to the Eternal Palace.

The white shadow you saw earlier was me; I’m surprised, how did you pass through the tunnel’s array formation?"

The Moon Lady unintentionally spoke about her ordeal.

She must have been framed.

If not for being framed, Ling Xiao would not have met his beloved woman so soon.

"I know how to get out of here, if you trust me, follow me."

Ling Xiao turned back toward the deep tunnel.

To others, the array formations were clever, but to him, they were insignificant.

"Before we leave, I have one more thing to do, wait for me!"

The Moon Lady glanced at the distant dense forest: "I owe a debt of gratitude to someone here, before I leave, I must say goodbye."

"I’ll go with you."

Ling Xiao said.

The Moon Lady furrowed her brow, somewhat feeling Ling Xiao was a bit too passionate.

But her brow relaxed instantly.

"Let’s go."

Perhaps in the Moon Lady’s heart, the name Ling Xiao already made her harbor some trust towards him.

Ling Xiao nodded, closely following her into the dense forest.

How could he let the Moon Lady venture alone, even if the path was fraught with danger, he must protect her.

This was his lifelong promise.

...

In the tranquil valley, the beasts were already in slumber.

Only a few nocturnal insects loudly chirped.

Hundreds of figures moved stealthily through the forest in the darkness.

It was the early hours, though already three or four o’clock, the sky was still dark.

Even Martial Artists would not come out at this time.

Yet these people were advancing in the same direction.

There lay a secluded valley, within were a few grass huts, the weeds at the entrance cleared, evidently once inhabited.

"Boss, we’ve searched for years and finally found the Ling Family’s hideout; shouldn’t we notify the Royal Family? I’ve heard there are experts among the Ling Family."

A man resembling a strategist spoke to the leader beside him.

"Afraid of what? I’ve investigated it, the Ling Family’s experts were almost completely wiped out during the siege.

Those who survived are just the old and weak.

Don’t forget, the Royal Family still offers a bounty, and it hasn’t changed all these years.

If we notify the Royal Family, we’ll lose out on the reward."

The one called ’boss’ had a fierce complexion, a robust figure, and a strong aura.

He was none other than the renowned chief of the nearby "Black Wind Stronghold."

Fortunate enough, one of his subordinates accidentally fell into the valley recently and was saved by Ling Family members.

Taking advantage of their inattention, they sent the message to the stronghold, bringing in nearly a hundred people.

They had already understood the situation inside; there were Martial Artists, but they were unimpressive.

He was a Hell Peak Martial Cultivator at the Eighth Layer of Yin-Yang Hell, just he alone could annihilate these Ling Family remnants.

Every head could exchange for genuine wealth and glory.

Who the hell wants to live the life of a bandit in this deep mountain forever?

"There’s no denying, boss, those from the Ling Family are cowardly bastards. They’ve stayed here in the deep mountains for years and haven’t dared to seek revenge.

We’ll massacre this bunch, like slicing melons and vegetables."

The strategist laughed flatteringly.

"True, but I’ve heard they’ve recently rescued a woman, as beautiful as a goddess, her strength not weak. Be careful, capture her alive for me as my concubine."

The Black Wind Stronghold chief laughed heartily.

"Wise, boss! That woman seems to be named Yue Fanghua, her beauty is like a fairy in a painting, boss, you’re in for a treat."

"Hahaha, indeed, perhaps she’s a disciple from a major Sect, fallen into hard times here. We’ll have a taste, see what this noblewoman is like."

The Black Wind Stronghold chief’s laughter grew increasingly mad, oblivious to the fact that two figures had quietly blended into their ranks in the darkness.

And his words were clearly overheard by these two.

"Some people in this world are untouchable, even speaking crudely is forbidden!"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

It was impossibly close to the Black Wind Stronghold chief.