Xiangrong who did not feel any sensation as she had floated in nothingness was almost out of breath at the suddenly stuffiness in her chest, the throbbing ache pounding in her head, the heaviness of her limbs, which should be impossible! It should be impossible!
She died!
Xiangrong knew she died!
As such, this feeling should be impossible!
If it's reincarnation, the sensation is different.
She had gotten her memories as Feng Xiangrong in her second life through dreams!
But this….
Xiangrong can vaguely see blurs and mufflers, like her everything is stuffed with cotton and lead.
Xiangrong felt the sting as she clutched her neck, trying to take in as many oxygen as she can in her body but also expelling it out. The sensation of drowning, it's much more unpleasant than being stabbed in the chest…
Wait…. Xiangrong doesn't know how to judge that. Being someone who went through death twice.
Any useless musing was dismissed soon as she lost consciousness, feeling a prick on her forehead.
Gah! Who's using acupuncture on me?!
Xiangrong awakened the second time, her body felt so light, like she's free falling from the sky to the ground or using lightness technique.
For all the light she had felt, her body is so hard to move and it's so hot and stuffy.
Blearingly opening her eyes, Xiangrong could see a blur of green, then cool feeling on her forehead.
Slowly, her eyes came to focus on a face she had not seen for almost two centuries.
Having lost her second family, all of them at once, she didn't have time to mourn, the space, the nothingness which is mostly where she is conscious but unconscious.
Everything broke like a dam. The last straw on the camel's back.
"…. Mo…. M-mother…. Moth…. Er…."
"Xiangrong, I'm here, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay…." An Shi shush and hugged her daughter, stroking her hair and her back, to sooth the trembling fork while checking the other for any discomfort, "My daughter, it's alright. What ails you? What's wrong?"
Feng Xiangrong, however is inconsolable. Mustering all of her strength, she didn't care if she was the former Bu Er Xiao Furen, or Feng Sanniang of Spider Lily Sect.
Right now, Xiangrong, wailed, like a child. Saying 'thank you', 'I'm sorry', and 'I love you' over and over again.
Three words Xiangrong wasn't able to say to her mother until Xiangrong was kneeling in front of her grave, as well as Yao Shi, Second Sister, and Second Brother.
It was at that time that Xiangrong was filled with immense regret, sorrow, and guilt. Resentment followed and it's the same place where Xiangrong swore to avenge them. The same place she, hopefully, got buried and her final destination.
Now, to be able to say it in front of her alive (?) mother, Xiangrong is followed by emotions. Fever induced, she babbled continuously before she had fallen asleep. In the tight arms of the confused and bewildered An Yiyue.
Xiangrong bask in the attention and affection of her mother. Yao Shi, Feng Yu Heng, and Zirui had visited her a few times, and Divine Doctor Yao Xian as well when Xiangrong had teared up and began crying and wailing as it made them fluttered and bewildered.
Confronted by the ghost of her past and the fact that Xiangrong had reincarnated, reborn, once more.
Xiangrong faced reality, even though her heart still felt like torn to pieces at the thought of jot seeing her second family again, the elders, the disciples, and her friends.
They lost me but I lost them all together.
Feng Xiangrong couldn't help but cursed Xingchen Jun and his abominable line to his ancestors and back.
However, to her deepest and darkest space of Xiangrong's blackened and poisoned ridden heart, she is grateful and thankful. Which was then promptly tied up and locked in the chest.
Feng Xiangrong didn't want to see the smug look on that overly handsome face of that iceberg. That guy who's practically treated as a little Buddha, he doesn't need another ammunition to inflate egos.
No way!
Feng Xiangrong held the cloak around her tighter and looked at the sky, peering outside the window.
Xiangrong began to contemplate about life and her enemies. Mainly how to kill Feng Jin Yuan the second time and not dying again during the process.
Xiangrong used to be a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, verge of breaking through to Demi God! And that damn Xingchen Jun… Ugh! Bullying, he's definitely bullying her! For all he's worth, he's a Demi God Stage Cultivator! What does he mean by picking on Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, huh?!?
Xiangrong took a few deep breath and pressed the turmoil of thoughts. She had recently recovered from the fever that almost killed her yet allowed her old soul to devour her past soul.
One of the reasons why Spider Lily Sect is called heretics is because their way of Cultivation is, in a sense, similar to Demonic Cultivation. Demons thrive if they let their emotions ran free, the more emotion they have the powerful they are, the more they advance. In contrast, Cultivators pressed down their emotions. Aloof, indifferent, and cold. Forsake it, even. More focused in attaining the Dao.
Her Sect is different. Hey cultivate but doesn't forget being human. That is, they really didn't forgone love and the like, even dual Cultivation but only if there is consent from both parties.
They aren't limit to love between men and women.
In short, it's a Sect that's more open.
Others call it shameless, indecent, and improper.
Some are jealous, some are disgusted, and some embarrassed.
Well, they are assholes.
Xiangrong grimaced before she leaned back on her chair, began to contemplate.
She's 5 years old, in a year or two…
Cultivating now would be good.
Cultivation are from the soul before it would enforce the body. Which is why, lightning punishment when forming foundation, core, and so on, the lightning struck the soul, not the body.
Her soul is still Nascent Soul Stage but her body is only limited to what it can do, as such, it had locked away her Cultivation.
She can still access it, but…. It's like being used to sending tidal waves, now, she can only use dipper's worth.
As the saying goes, "It's easy to jump from poverty to luxury, but it's difficult to go back to poverty from luxury."
To Feng Xiangrong, this is really the case.
However, since Xiangrong had clawed her way to the top in her first life, the same in her second one, it's not impossible to do in the third try.
It will be smooth and easy yet harsh and difficult.
For one, while the rich spiritual energy is practically begging to be taken in her dantian, Xiangrong's identity as a Young Miss must also be taken into consideration. To cultivators, during meditation and taken in spiritual energy in their bodies, time is irrelevant. It can span to days, weeks, months and years even!
But that is not the case here. Rather, it's not allowed.
So her progress, even if Xiangrong cultivated every night…she can make it, with her Cultivation speed, it would be easy to elude the Shadow Guards for her, then she would have to train her body.
The empty manor next door would be a good place given it's deserted and no one is guarding it not even shadow guards.
That aside, Xiangrong also had to consider the enemies in the dark. She is hidden from them but so are they from her.
There are only so much secrets Bu Cong can uncover and she knew only half or a quarter of them made it to her ears.
Xiangrong had to investigate on her own, and whole she's at it, train her own personal shadow guards.
It will cost money, money in which she have no access to. As such, Xiangrong had to find a way to raise money without it being linked to her.
"…. Alas…. I only just arrived but I'll be busy soon…" Xiangrong smiled wryly, "Evil doesn't rest, why should I?"
Not when her love one's life is at stake.
They are not going to die. Not this time!
Xiangrong had stepped into hell and abyss twice, she's already blackened and stained from head to toe, it's not like it's going to make a difference if she submerged again.
Well, preparations and plans must be done, there are no amount of preparations in the world to make you ready because at some point Plan A usually doesn't go through, as such, Xiangrong just had to make several more for insurance and safety.