In a distant place, within the boundary sky of the Ghost Realm.
"Senior Sister, what are you doing?"
"You guard in front of this paper painting punctually every day with a sorrowful and lost expression. Could it be that this fellow is already dead?"
"Is Senior Sister praying for him?"
Deep within the Ghost Realm, in the area of the Five Academies within the Lihun Domain, inside a rather serene and fragrant room, a graceful and dignified young girl was sitting at a table, looking absent-mindedly at the handsome man on the paper painting. Her gaze was lost, seemingly filled with joy yet mixed with a trace of faint sorrow, completely unaware that the door had been gently pushed open by a little girl.
The Little Girl wore a mischievous and playful expression, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she said with a smile.
"Qing Ya!!!"
Being spoken to like that by the Little Girl, Qing Ya's originally sorrowful eyes suddenly filled with an unprecedented sternness, and her voice became sharp and harsh.
"Sob, sob, sob."
"Senior Sister Yun Qi is scaring me!"
"If I tell the Sect Master!"
Startled by Yun Qi, the Little Girl immediately collapsed on the spot and wailed loudly.
"Senior Sister is not scaring you. This fellow is named Xiao Yan, and he is a very formidable guy in the Human Realm."
Yun Qi reached out to support Qing Ya, her voice turning gentle once again. It seemed that ever since she mentioned this name, her state of mind had grown so bizarre.
Back when she and Xiao Yan were competitors, she had never experienced such an illusion. Perhaps it was only after missing out that one learned to feel regret.
Yet even Yun Qi herself had not noticed that Xiao Yan's