Just then, the Doppelganger had returned to the residence from the Rain-Listening Pavilion and happened to run into the Nether Envoys sent by the Ten-Lords Commission to escort Banxia away.
While she was still lucid, Banxia had secretly contacted the Ten-Lords Commission.
Chu Mu could more or less guess what she wanted to do. Liang Mu was in the Prison of Deep Seclusion, so the foolish girl wanted to use this as a way to see him one last time.
Chu Mu did not want to interfere too much with Banxia's decision.
Banxia's life was nearing its end. Whatever choice she made, she would have no regrets.
Chu Mu recalled something the elderly Luwan had said.
There were no fixed answers on the answer sheet of life.
For Banxia, it was as though she was about to hand hers in, but one question remained blank.
At that point, whether she wrote down an answer or left it blank was entirely up to her.
Banxia chose to go to the Prison of Deep Seclusion. She still longed for her lover, Liang Mu.
By now, the Nether Envoys of the Ten-Lords Commission had followed the Doppelganger to the Rain-Listening Pavilion.
Before the Xianzhou's long-life species became mara-struck, the Nether Envoys of the Ten-Lords Commission would escort them away, provide end-of-life care, and upload their souls to the Hall of Karma while they were still lucid.
The Hall of Karma preserved the souls of all the Xianzhou's dead.
They were called souls, but some scholars believed that the souls in the Hall of Karma were merely copies of memories. The original owners of those memories had long since been destroyed along with their mara-struck bodies.
It was worth mentioning that the souls of Xianzhou natives underwent judgment before being entered into the Hall