Maybe I shouldn't die.

When Fang Yue regained consciousness, she found herself in a vast white space. The space was silent and it seemed as if she was the only one there.

Fang Yue was at a loss. Where was this? Shouldn't she have been teleported out of the secret realm? She walked around, and this space seemed to have no end. No matter which direction she walked, it was always white all around.

After walking for a while, there was no change around, so Fang Yue simply sat down. There is an old saying that goes, "Respond to ever-changing situations by remaining constant."

Sure enough, not long after she sat down, a transparent figure appeared in front of her, and the figure spoke in a vague voice.

"Hello, practitioner."

Fang Yue was full of doubts. What kind of existence was this? It was transparent and had the appearance of a human figure, but when one looked closely, it was all blurry.

"You are?"

The figure replied: "I am the Heavenly Consciousness of the Qingya Small World."

Heavenly consciousness? Fang Yue was shocked and couldn't help but jump up.

"What do you want from me?"

"The insecticide you developed is a great help for this world to survive the disaster. In addition, you have the blessing of another world. I am very curious, so I plan to meet you."

"The blessing of the world?" Fang Yue was surprised. What was that thing? How come she didn't know she had it?

Suddenly, Fang Yue found that she could not move, as if a pair of eyes were looking through her and into her past. Fang Yue felt as if she was seen through. Her whole body was stiff and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

Fortunately, in just a moment, the trembling feeling of being spied on faded away. Fang Yue couldn't help but sit down, and she looked up at the figure.

But the figure said: "So that's how it is. The self-rescue of a world consciousness that is about to die has some reference value." After saying that, the figure looked at Fang Yue again.

"I'm curious about how far you can go, so I'll give you my blessing. I wish you good luck, practitioner." After saying that, she waved her hand. Fang Yue felt dizzy and could vaguely hear "Well, let's seal this memory first, so as not to affect her."

When she came to her senses, she had already arrived outside the secret realm. When she opened her eyes, she was sitting cross-legged on a platform, surrounded by disciples who were also sitting cross-legged like her. They had already left the secret realm.

Fang Yue was a little confused. Didn't she just come out of the secret realm? Why did she always feel like she had forgotten something? She shook her head and stood up, putting the box in her hand into the storage bracelet. The uncle who led the team was already calling people to gather, so she went to the flying boat with the other disciples.

After saying goodbye to her companions and returning to the courtyard, Fang Yue couldn't wait to check herself carefully from head to toe, including her dantian and sea of ​​consciousness, but did not find anything abnormal. She opened the system panel again and found that it was the same as before she came out, with no changes.

She couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Could it be that her sixth sense was wrong? She always felt that she had forgotten something. Never mind, if she really couldn't find it, she wouldn't look for it. If there were really any changes in her body, she would know it when her cultivation level improved.

That night, Fang Yue had a dream. She dreamed that after her death in her previous life, she did not reincarnate, but wandered in that world as a soul. She saw someone find her body and call the police, saw the ambulance take her body away, and saw the police find out her identity. She sighed and said, "What a pity. I finally passed the exam at such a young age."

We also saw that when the director's mother received a notification from the police and rushed to collect her body, her face was full of sadness and disbelief. She saw her body being burned and turned into a pile of ashes, watched her being buried underground, and also watched the director's mother bring her younger brothers and sisters to see her.

She wandered in the world for a long time, and finally a gentle voice found her and asked her if she was willing to go to another world to cultivate immortality. She agreed, so it gave her a system and told her that her soul might be harmed when traveling through the cracks in time and space, and the system would protect her.

Whose voice was that? Fang Yue hadn't seen the face of the person coming when her dream came to an abrupt end. She could faintly hear the calm mechanical sound of the system in her mind.

"The system has detected that the host's memory seal has loosened"

"Reinforcing the seal..."

"Seal reinforcement is complete."

When she woke up the next day, Fang Yue found that her pillow was wet. What happened? She touched the corners of her eyes and there seemed to be a few traces of tears. She was stunned for a moment, then got up, dried the pillow, used a cleaning talisman on herself, and started practicing drawing talismans as if nothing had happened.

After she finished drawing the fifty pieces of talisman paper, half an hour had passed. She had successfully drawn 40 wind-controlling talismans, and her proficiency in the wind-controlling talismans reached (572/1000).

Her spiritual energy had been exhausted, so she began to soak in the body-refining medicine, refining her body while restoring her spiritual energy. After the medicine was completely absorbed, another two hours had passed and it was almost noon, so she left the courtyard and walked towards the Deacon's Hall.

It was noon when she arrived at the Deacon Hall. Senior Brother You was already processing the large amount of points transfer procedures. Seeing her coming, Senior Sister Zhao greeted her warmly:

"Junior Sister Fang, come here."

Fang Yue walked towards her senior sister, bowed to her and called out, "Senior Sister Zhao."

The senior sister said to her enthusiastically, "Everyone is here, and we have transferred all the points. The only ones left are Brother You and you. Once Brother You finishes, it will be your turn."

As they were talking, Senior Brother You had also finished the formalities and motioned Fang Yue to come over. Fang Yue and Senior Sister said goodbye and walked to the counter. Sitting behind the counter was the same Nascent Soul Deacon from before.

Fang Yue saluted the deacon, then respectfully handed over her disciple token and explained her purpose. The deacon saw that she looked familiar and looked at her a few more times, but that was all he did. In the eyes of a Nascent Soul cultivator, a Qi Refining cultivator was nothing worth noting.

The other disciples also stepped forward one by one and handed the tokens in their hands to the deacon. After the points of more than a dozen disciples had been transferred, the deacon returned the token to Fang Yue. Fang Yue took the token, bowed again and left.

Her spiritual sense swept across the disciple token, which already had points in it. She had earned nearly 500,000 points in this secret realm, but Fang Yue was not as excited as the first time. She could not use up so many points for the time being. They could only lie in the token as cold numbers.