Among them, Sui bore the deepest resentment toward her eldest brother Chongyue, who had personally uprooted her completely.
"What's the point of all this guessing? Why don't we just open it and take a look?" Nian was impatient, always quicker to act than to think. As she spoke, she had already reached out and lifted the lid of the enormous Dragon Turning Pot.
The lid opened, revealing nothing inside.
There was no sign of life, no flesh and blood, not even a trace of bone ash left behind.
"I extracted Sui's deepest origin entry. It has completely vanished from existence on a conceptual level." Chen Li dusted off his hands.
Although the twelve agents of the Sui family were, conceptually speaking, all consciousnesses split from Sui, the entry system clearly did not care about that sort of metaphysical nonsense.
The system was absolutely materialistic. It extracted the entries from your main body—what did that have to do with derivative pieces that had fallen off you?
As Chen Li's words fell, Wang and the rest of his siblings behind him felt as if the invisible mountain that had weighed upon their hearts for centuries had suddenly been removed. Even breathing became incomparably easy.
"We should celebrate with a drink!" Ling said happily.
"A drunk is a drunk. You're acting as if you don't drink normally." Nian folded her arms and muttered under her breath.
Chen Li ignored the siblings' celebration. With a flick of his wrist, he handed a faintly glowing card to Wang.
"What is this?" Wang accepted it in confusion.
"This is Sui's Resurrection Card," Chen Li said calmly.
Wang's hand jerked, and he nearly threw the card away.
"This Resurrection Card has already been approved by the system, and now it's yours. Whether you want Sui to remain