Standing before Hong He was a female cultivator in a cyan dress, pretty and demure like a girl from a modest household.
Though he had never seen her before, the moment he laid eyes on her, he recognized that the person before him was his dead wife.
"It is merely an application of the Incarnation Demonic Art. I have always kept three Inner Demon Incarnations. A hundred years ago, I had eyes but failed to see, offended Old Ancestor Chen's true body, and was slain, so I activated Sun Huangling and lived again. After Sun Huangling died, I revived in this incarnation. Seeing me, shouldn't you be happy?"
As Du Mengyun spoke, she looked over the dao companion before her, who was holding a fishing rod, with a faintly appraising gaze.
"Naturally I'm happy. But for something like this, you should have told me in advance. That way, after you died, I could have brought the revived you back at the first moment."
Hong He thought for a while, then decided not to make a move after all.
After all, back then he had sworn a Dao Heart Oath to Du Mengyun that he could not attack her. Even if Du Mengyun had changed bodies now, that oath was probably still effective.
Though there were crooked methods like having someone else do it, Hong He felt that, within righteous territory, having a dao companion by his side who knew him inside and out, someone he could speak his heart to in ordinary days, would instead be better for his Dao heart.
Moreover, in her previous life, Du Mengyun had at least nurtured him. Hong He would not do something so ungrateful as to forget kindness and betray righteousness.
Even if he had already fallen into the demonic path, he still