Ophelia's Memories

"Ophelia, why are you drawing this kind of picture again!"

A middle-aged woman dressed as a nun picked up a piece of drawing paper and shook it at a little girl who looked about seven or eight years old with red hair.

The drawing paper was covered with bizarre images drawn in black and red. The lines were messy and childish, but it was clear that it depicted a terrifying monster devouring fleeing humans.

"Nun Greet, I told you, I am not Ophelia ..."

"Say that again!" Nun Greet admonished, "Ophelia, how many times have I told you? As clergy, our hearts must be filled with light. This kind of terrifying evil must be banished. Don't draw it anymore, do you hear me!"

"Okay..." Ophelia pouted and agreed, but her little hands were still fiddling with the paintbrush, looking somewhat Qi Ingestion.

After Nun Greet left, the little girl scoffed, "Tch, nosy old lady..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly changed her expression, looking somewhat docile and timid. "Liya, Nun Greet meant well... If some more extreme people see your paintings, we might be treated as possessed by demons and disposed of."

"I am a devil after all..." The girl revealed a sly look again, smiling slightly, "A little devil just for you!"

"That's not what I meant..." The girl's expression suddenly became flustered, and she blushed slightly.

"Okay, okay, I know... I'll be more careful next time!" With that, the girl, her expression turning impatient again, picked up a new sheet of drawing paper and started doodling on it. In no time, a little dog appeared on the paper, lifelike and adorable. Anyone who saw it would praise its cuteness.

But the Red Hair Girl curled her lip in disdain. "A boring trick..."

"This is..."

In the Holy See's Training Ground, several Father and nuns surrounded a red-haired girl, uttering exclamations of admiration.

The girl looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, already resembling Ophelia by about seven or eight points, although her features appeared somewhat childish. At this moment, the girl was excitedly raising her hands, the qi extending from her palms changing shapes at will.

The girl is still in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Without a doubt, her Qi shows Creation Faction tendency, and judging from the ease and flexibility of her control, her talent is extremely high!

However, the girl's expression then changed, from simple excitement to a somewhat impatient indifference.

The vital energy in her hand no longer changed shape, but returned to its normal state, covering her body. However, although its shape no longer changed, her body, covered by the vital energy, began to show slight changes, such as the shade of her skin and the length of her hair.

This time, he has shifted towards the Shapeshifting Faction, and his talent is equally exceptional!

It's not uncommon for Cultivators at the Heart Refining Realm to be able to cultivate two or even more schools of abilities, but due to limitations in talent, those who can master multiple schools are extremely rare. Ophelia, even at the Foundation Establishment Realm, already showed a clear inclination towards two schools of abilities, making her a truly exceptional genius!

The Father and nuns gathered around Ophelia for a discussion, but the girl in the center seemed uninterested.

"A bunch of idiots..."

The thought had barely crossed her mind when another voice echoed in her head, "Liya, don't say that. These are Father and nuns, highly respected Senior of the Holy See. It's a great honor to have their approval."

"They've just stayed in one place long enough..." After years of adaptation, Ophelia could skillfully complete the internal dialogue. "And I don't think there's anything to be happy about in being recognized by them... I exist because of you, and only your recognition can make me happy."

"You're saying such embarrassing things again..."

"Anyway, no one else heard it..." Ophelia's face revealed a wicked smile.

After discussion, the Holy See valued her talent highly and made an exception to admit her to the Central Academy, allowing her to receive the best education. Finally, when Ophelia was eighteen years old, she broke through to the Heart Refining Realm and became a master proficient in two factions!

It was also at the Central Academy that she experienced her first love...

"Anthony... what would you like to eat?"

In a Dining Hall in the Holy Capital, nineteen-year-old Ophelia was looking through the menu, while a tall, handsome brown-haired boy sat across the table.

"Ophelia ..." The boy seemed a little flustered. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I think we should break up."

"Hmm... hmm?" Ophelia looked up at her lover across from her, a look of shock on her face.

"Anthony... what did you say... I don't think I heard you..."

"I said, let's break up..." Anthony looked at Ophelia, took a deep breath, and said, "I admit, I truly love you. The first time I saw you, my heart started racing, and when you agreed to be my girlfriend, I was so excited I couldn't sleep all night..."

"Then why..." Ophelia looked at Anthony, her pupils trembling slightly.

"Because you're so strange..." Anthony gritted his teeth and said, "I was really happy when we first started dating, but I quickly realized something was wrong... You often talk to yourself for no reason, and sometimes your personality changes drastically, you seem like a completely different person... Let's put it this way, I even feel like there's always a third person watching when we're alone together, so even now, we haven't... that's the reason..."

Upon hearing Anthony's words, Ophelia's expression darkened.

"So, isn't this version of me good enough...?"

"I didn't say you were bad..." Anthony said through gritted teeth, "It's just that I can't get used to you as you are, I feel like we're not compatible..."

Before he could finish speaking, a blonde woman walked over and sat down next to Anthony, behaving intimately. "Darling, isn't it over yet?"

Ophelia froze, pointing a trembling finger at the woman, and asked, "Who is she...?"

Anthony was caught off guard. "Annie... wait, I haven't finished..."

"What else is there to say!" The blonde Annie laughed as she looked at Ophelia. "Anthony can't stand you anymore, you freak. Just leave him..."

"You bitch!" Ophelia suddenly stood up and slapped Annie across the face, knocking her off her seat to the ground.

Anne covered her face in disbelief. She hadn't expected the other party to act so decisively. Immediately, a surge of qi rose from her body... As a fellow student of the Holy See's Central Academy, she was also a qi cultivator.

However, Ophelia's cultivation was far superior, and her aura directly overwhelmed her. Annie dared not confront her directly and could only turn to Anthony: "Darling, say something!"

However, without giving Anthony a chance to explain, Ophelia slapped him across the face, causing the tall man to stagger and nearly fall.

"You scum, die!" One slap wasn't enough to vent her anger. Ophelia even grabbed a knife from the table, ready to stab Anthony... But her hand trembled a few times in mid-air, then she dropped it on the ground and turned to leave the Dining Hall.

On the streets of the Holy Capital, Ophelia walked quickly, tears streaming down her face. But her expression showed no sadness at being dumped; instead, it was one of utter Qi Ingestion: "What a jerk! He even looked down on us! We're better off without that scumbag! We're so angry we're starving, let's go get some pizza..."

"Enough!" Ophelia's tone suddenly changed, and her expression turned aggrieved and resentful, with even more tears streaming down her face.

"Why did you hit him?" Ophelia walked into a small alley, squatted down, and burst into tears. "Originally, Anthony and I could still make up, but because of your outburst, there's absolutely no way to salvage the situation!"

"You still want to get back together with him?" Ophelia's tone changed again. "The other woman has come knocking on your door, and you're still clinging to illusions? Forget about him, that kind of scumbag isn't worth your tears!"

"It's all because of you!" Ophelia reverted to her resentful state. "If it weren't for you, how could he have thought I was strange? If it weren't for you, how could he have felt like there was always a third person around? If it weren't for you, how could he have abandoned me..."

Ophelia cried louder and louder, finally yelling at the corner of the wall, "If only you had never appeared! If only you didn't exist! I never want to hear your voice again!"

After saying this, Ophelia felt a silence fall over her, and after a long while, a faint voice finally emerged:

"If that's really what you think... then so be it."

(End of this chapter)