Lu Mo would not forget.
In the first simulated reincarnation, that purple-haired girl had once stepped forward on her own and predicted fate for her and Elia. She had been a little scatterbrained, but she had stated that Lu Mo did not belong to the era of the first simulated reincarnation. And when predicting Elia’s fate, she had even knelt down trembling and called Elia “Empress.”
The purple-haired girl had wanted to measure something else for them, but then the crystal ball shattered into pieces. At that moment, she had clearly wanted to say something, but someone found her and wanted to take her away, forcing her to flee. The crystal ball lay broken all over the floor, pieces reflecting their figures. Yet among those fragments, there was not a single image of them together.
Not long after that, the Frostspeak Royal Family and the Shadow Moon Hall also came for them. With no escape, they were taken back to the Frostspeak Royal Family. In the end, it was Lu Mo who sacrificed her life to save Elia, buying her enough time to finally push open the Ancestral Gate and become the Empress. Elia took back everything that originally belonged to her. Lu Mo, however, vanished forever from the first simulated reincarnation.
They were like two figures reflected in two fragments, never to intersect again.
Could that purple-haired girl truly predict a person’s fate accurately? Or was it all just a coincidence? Lu Mo did not believe in so-called fate. As she entered the second simulated reincarnation, she gradually forgot about the purple-haired girl. But now, that purple-haired girl had appeared before her once more!
Lu Mo immediately spread out her perception, trying to lock onto the purple-haired girl’s figure. But the next moment, her perception came up empty. The purple-haired girl seemed to have vanished in an instant. When she looked again at where the girl had been, that spot was empty. The lively street was precisely vacant at that one location. And the crowd didn’t find it strange at all.
It was abruptly jarring.
And… eerily so.
Even though it was midsummer, Lu Mo suddenly felt a fleeting chill. What was that purple figure? Did her appearance foretell something? Would she bring something? Would she appear beside her again?
After that, Lu Mo kept thinking about it. But as several days passed, the purple-haired girl never reappeared. Only then did Lu Mo’s guarded heart slowly relax.
During these days, Rumina had come to find her several times. For no other reason than to find a way to restore Lu Mo’s cultivation level. After killing the Demon King the next day and making her decision, Lu Mo had told Rumina that her cultivation level had been completely destroyed in the battle with the Demon King. Rumina tried to sense the condition inside Lu Mo’s body. With the Original Sin Imperial Armament and the Demon King’s power arranged within, Lu Mo’s body indeed seemed riddled with holes from corrosion by demonic energy.
Rumina murmured, her eyes flashing with sadness. In her eyes, Lu Mo was a once-in-a-million genius. “How could this be…”
Whether it was the sword intent Lu Mo displayed, or the fact that she had no talent for holy power yet still stepped into the Tianyu Realm before anyone else—it all spoke for itself. After receiving Cecilia’s sacrifice, Lu Mo would only become stronger. The girl’s future could not be ordinary. It could be said she would absolutely surpass Rumina. Yet a genius like this… had everything destroyed in the confrontation with the Demon King. From above those heavenly people, she had fallen to the bottom.
Lu Mo could feel Rumina’s regret. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said to Rumina in her heart. For her own safety and for Cecilia, she had no choice but to do this. Well, now she was a fallen genius again. She comforted Rumina.
“It’s alright, Miss Rumina. Surviving after killing the Demon King in his starry-sky state is already a blessing. I don’t expect to restore my cultivation level or training ability. As long as I can continue to stay peacefully by Cecilia’s side from now on.”
Rumina looked at the smiling Lu Mo. She didn’t see any despair or disappointment on the girl’s face. What optimism… If her cultivation had been completely destroyed and she had lost her ability to train, she might have long since found a desolate place and hanged herself from a crooked tree. She herself couldn’t accept such a fact, but Lu Mo… Well, it was precisely because she was so strong that Lu Mo had been able to step into the Tianyu Realm step by step and end that tragic era.
“Miss Lu Mo, you saved me and killed the Demon King in time. From now on, I will do everything I can to help you. Please don’t give up hope!”
Rumina didn’t intend to let this matter end there. She truly was doing her utmost to find a way to restore Lu Mo. In the end, Lu Mo felt a little embarrassed. ‘Maybe I should find an opportunity to pretend I’ve recovered some cultivation ability and make Rumina happy?’
The only one in the Holy Sanctuary team who knew that Lu Mo’s cultivation was not destroyed was Cecilia. Ever since she had sacrificed part of her power to Lu Mo, a connection had formed between them. She could feel that Lu Mo’s cultivation power had not subsided but had instead grown stronger. But from that connection, she also sensed a kind of… chaos and danger. This feeling once reminded her of the Demon King. And such power was gradually approaching the edge of losing control.
‘Is it because of this that Miss Lu Mo told everyone her cultivation was destroyed?’ Cecilia thought, often looking at Lu Mo with worry. Sometimes she would touch Lu Mo’s body, lift Lu Mo’s skirt, wanting to help check her. Then… she got flicked on the forehead.
“Waaah—!”
Cecilia covered her forehead, falling backward onto the bed. “What were you about to do again?” Lu Mo smoothed the wrinkles on her nightgown and asked helplessly.
“Of course I was going to check Miss Lu Mo’s body to see if everything is normal!” Cecilia defended herself.
“But you just checked three minutes ago,” Lu Mo replied.
Cecilia suddenly fell silent, her face flushing. “But… I really am worried about Miss Lu Mo…” she muttered after a short while. Because of that connection with Lu Mo, she could sense many things. The cold, pitch-black demonic power was surging inside Lu Mo’s body, like an abyss that could devour everything. She was terrified that one day that abyss would swallow Lu Mo too.
Seeing Cecilia’s face full of worry and her flickering gaze, Lu Mo gave a helpless smile and spoke. “I told you, I’ll protect you, you dummy. I’ll always keep my promise to you. So don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
She suddenly added that last sentence. And at that moment, Cecilia suddenly wished she could stay dumb forever. She didn’t know why Lu Mo had to add that final line. After a long silence, Cecilia nodded. “Mm.”
At least… until you come to understand.