Chen Xiaojun keenly caught the subtle shift in her emotions. More complicated thoughts seemed to churn within those deep eyes.
His heart stirred, and he asked with concern, "Xiao Yi, what's wrong?"
Xiao Yi did not immediately look up at him. She merely bowed her head slightly, a few strands of hair falling over her forehead and casting faint shadows in the candlelight.
Her voice grew even softer than before, carrying a hint of almost imperceptible deliberation. "Things are different now-Brother Xiaojun, everything I just told you concerned the Yin-Yang School in our previous life."
Chen Xiaojun immediately realized there was more to her words. "Oh? You mean things aren't the same in this life?"
"Mm." Xiao Yi finally raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes, clear as autumn waters, meeting his directly. "First, we're different now. We're Soul Masters, with Martial Souls, and our cultivation system differs somewhat."
"Most importantly, they're different. The deities Lesser Siming and Great Siming in this life are entirely unlike those of our previous life."
"In our previous life, they were collective beings formed from the faith of the ancient people of Chu over thousands of years-gods of faith whose existence depended on belief. Constrained by the relatively low level of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in that world, both their nature and their power had limits. But in this life-"
Her gaze seemed to pierce the candle flame, reaching into the distant emptiness. "In this life, although parts of their divine souls came from fragments of our previous life, they were gestated and born anew within that great creation, an Innate Spirit Treasure, fusing with this world's underlying laws and true spirit imprints!"
"The level of their power and the fundamental rank of their existence have undergone an earth-shattering leap, far surpassing our previous