Awakening

Inside the Pill Furnace.

Tiny glowing words flashed wildly:

"You won the Nightmare-Level Competition: Hardcore Exorcism."

"You have received the following rewards:"

"1. The Greater Ghost's Curse Mark left on you has been erased;"

"2. You have been infused with Three Realms True Power. A seed of power uniquely your own will soon be born through 'Competition';"

"3. You have received the ??? Shrine (you are not currently qualified to know what it is; in fact, you do not even possess the identity required to obtain it)."

Not bad.

All good news.

Though that last bit of good news did seem to look down on him.

Xu Yuan finally relaxed and slumped against the furnace wall. He did not even have the strength to raise a hand and wipe his face.

Still.

He had survived.

As long as he was alive, lying here like this was fine.

—Even if every inch of him ached unbearably.

He was about to fall asleep, but he forced himself to stay awake long enough to put the Shrine into his storage bag.

Even after that, he did not sleep. Instead, he struggled to recall everything that had just happened.

There was little point in reviewing the fight.

What mattered was that being at the end who had seemed almost like a "god"—

And what that being had said.

I can see ghosts because I've died three times?

Have I really died three times?

All right.

The plane crash counts as one.

Xu Yuan's original self being pinned to the Bridge by a Flying Sword counts as another.

After I took over this body, I was still pinned to the bridge.

That makes one more.

It really was three times!

It seemed that being had not lied.

But what about the little boy