Reincarnation Seal

Feng Ji lay on her back, speechless as well.

That night, a cool breeze brushed across the river.

Stars glittered in the night sky.

At last, Feng Ji gently lowered her left hand from Lin Xiaosu's forehead, her fingers pressing over his eyelids.

Her right hand rose softly and removed her mask.

Lifting her gaze, she saw herself reflected in the river.

She barely recognized this face anymore.

Before Flowering Valley's Sealing Grand Formation had opened, there had not been a shred of flesh on this face. It had been like a skeletal frame barely draped in a layer of human skin. But now, there was flesh.

Red lips, white teeth, flawless contours.

Yet three enormous black marks—one on her brow and two on her cheeks—occupied nearly eighty percent of her face. They erased every trace of beauty from it, making it even more terrifying than before.

These Reincarnation Seals had not existed at first. At least, during the time when she had been little more than skin and bones, they had not been there. Yet as her body filled out, the Reincarnation Seals seemed to have steamed out from her bones, growing clearer and more horrifying by the day.

"Walk the Reincarnation Path, and one seal marks a former life. Are these three Reincarnation Seals truly impossible to erase for all eternity?" Feng Ji asked herself inwardly.

She could not find an answer.

If one was merely walking the path of cultivation, the answer did not really matter. Cultivators placed cultivation first; appearance was merely a skin sack. Who cared whether that skin sack looked good?

But she cared deeply.

Because of those ugly, terrifying marks, she did not dare remove her mask.

She did not want this face of hers to appear before him.

She would rather let