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Shen Wei thought that she had a good relationship with the Immortal Lord and wanted her to ask Wu Ji to accept her as his disciple. Song Mi had met Wu Ji only a few times.

She had sounded out Tianji's tone and knew that he didn't want to accept any more disciples. Even Pei Yezhi and Ling Qing told her that Tianji no longer accepted disciples.

The only people Tianji actually taught were Pei Yezhi and Ling Qing. The former practiced martial arts, and the latter practiced medical skills.

Song Mi only received some pointers from him, and the rest was done by herself in the four realms, half of which was practiced and the other half was transformed by absorbing evil spirits.

Although he took an unconventional approach, he still managed to catch up with Pei Yezhi's Divine Transformation Realm, which he had cultivated for more than a hundred years, in just over a decade.

"What if Shen Wei also experiences it once?" Song Mi asked Pei Yezhi.

"If one or two people bullied her when she was down and out, she would seek revenge on the entire city. If the Immortal Venerable throws her into the Four Realms, won't she overturn the cultivation world when she gets out?"

Song Mi was speechless.

The Immortal Venerable was unwilling and it was useless for Song Mi to beg him again. Two years passed and Shen Wei's poison was finally removed.

Wuji had promised her that as long as she could break through the barrier of Wuji Mountain, she could come and go freely and Wuji would not restrict her.

She discussed with Shen Wei that they would buy a house in the capital, with two courtyards for each of them, so that even if she was with Siming, they could still live together.

But she didn't expect that Shen Wei promised her on the surface that he would no longer participate in the affairs of the cultivation world and the Wuyi Sect, but he was still in contact with the Wuyi Sect behind the scenes.

He even took advantage of her trust time and time again and used the cultivation world to let the members of the Wuyi Sect go.

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Si Qicheng heard Song Mi coming back. It was four o'clock in the morning. He went out and saw Song Mi curled up on the sofa.

He walked over and half-knelt in front of the sofa, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Song Mi opened his eyes and stared at Si Qicheng in front of him.

She remembered what happened later... She had a big fight with Shen Wei and they broke up completely.

But what about Si Qicheng? Why couldn't she remember what happened later?

What happened next?

The harder Song Mi tried to think, the more his head hurt, as if his brain was being imprisoned by something.

"Si Qicheng..." Song Mi beckoned at him, and Si Qicheng moved closer to her.

Song Mi raised her hands and put them around his neck, "I can't remember."

She didn't seem to think about what she had forgotten before, but now she felt that she must find a way to make sense of her lost memories.

"Can't remember anything?" Si Qicheng stroked her back gently, his voice gentle.

Song Mi leaned on his shoulder, his eyes filled with helplessness and emptiness, "I don't know."

Si Qicheng patted her gently, "It's okay, if you can't remember, just think about it slowly. You are too tired, take a rest first."

Song Mi nodded, and Si Qicheng carried Song Mi back to the room, hugged her and soothed her to sleep.

Song Mi's memories of nearly a thousand years are all vague.

What she remembered most clearly was the great war a hundred years ago, which was instigated by the Wuyi Sect.

A hundred years ago, the world was in the midst of a catastrophe. The world was like purgatory, with hundreds of ghosts roaming at night, and humans and ghosts were no different. Everywhere was filled with wronged souls, evil thoughts, and complaints.

The Wuyi Sect took the opportunity to collect evil thoughts from the human world and feed the evil god. The evil god joined forces with the demon cultivators and monsters to attack the cultivation world.

Over the past thousands of years, the true gods of the immortal world have died, and the sufferings of the human world have continued to breed evil thoughts. Even if the immortal world and the cultivation world join forces, they cannot resist.

In the end, those true gods, inorganic immortals, and other people in the cultivation world decided to sacrifice their lives to suppress the demons.

As the war is imminent, the cultivation world has selected several cultivators to go to the human world to kill the black-robed priests who are still provoking war and collecting evil spirits in the human world.

Ling Qing is a doctor who was sent to the human world.

Pei Yezhi was responsible for commanding these cultivators and was also sent to the human world.

Wu Ji looked at Song Mi, and was thinking of a reason to send her away first.

At that time, Song Mi had returned to Wuji Mountain for many years. She had forgotten many things, including Sima Ming.

She and Siming were clearly planning to get married. She had once been in the Four Realms, determined to crawl out even if she only had one breath left. But why didn't she care about life or death at that time?

Would she willingly follow Wu Ji to her death?

How could she choose to take charge of Wuji Mountain and stay to fight alongside Immortal Wuji?

The battle was about to break out, and when the formation was about to close, Song Mi was kicked out of the formation by Wu Ji.

Wu Ji's kick was very powerful and destroyed Song Mi's physical body. The battle had already consumed a lot of her spiritual energy, and this kick left her with only a weak soul floating in the world.

It was a coincidence that she obtained this body. She was floating by the river and found that someone had committed suicide by jumping into the river and was fished out but was already dead. So she came in.

When the little girl committed suicide, she was still young. She gradually became compatible with the body and her appearance gradually became similar to hers.

Song Mi heard footsteps in a daze, and with half her eyes closed, she saw Si Qicheng had changed into a suit and was walking towards her.

"Did I wake you up?" Si Qicheng squatted down and asked.

"No, isn't today the weekend?" Song Mi followed his outstretched hand and rested her head on his palm.

"I've been putting off work for too long, and I have a social appointment today. Are you free this afternoon?"

Song Mi shook his head and said, "I need to go to the Security Bureau."

"Then I'll pick you up when you're done and we can have dinner together. I'm going to City B tonight for a week-long business trip."

Song Mi's sleepy eyes cleared up a little, "Are you going to be gone for that long?"

"Yes, so I want to have dinner with you before leaving."

Song Mi nodded, "Okay, then I'll come find you as soon as I finish it."

"Okay, then you sleep a little longer. When you wake up, tell Aunt Sun what you want to eat. Jiang Yue also stayed up all night. Aunt Sun said she didn't go to bed until after six o'clock."

Song Mi smiled, Si Qicheng kissed her forehead, tucked the quilt in for her and went out.

Song Mi slept until noon again, his head was in a daze.

She wanted to eat something light, so she asked Aunt Sun to cook some porridge. She went back to her room and took a shower, and she became much more conscious.

After dinner, she went straight to the Security Bureau.

Cheng Tingzhou looked at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner she brought, "Is this the one from Chunshang Mansion?"

"Ah."

Cheng Tingzhou stared at it for a long time. "This rune is the same as the spell on the flag that Director Pei brought back."

Cheng Tingzhou took a photo of the things Director Pei had brought back and showed it to Song Mi.

"Where did he get it before?"

"Director Pei went to the northwest half a month ago. There, the god Deler is highly revered. But according to Director Pei, he is actually the remnant of the Wuyi Cult. They fled there to gather people and organize activities. They did use some sorcery, so they believe in him very much."

However, in the past two years, their activities have been moving to the city, and they have gained a large number of followers. Regarding Green, I accepted a mission from them yesterday to go to the South City Tavern.

"You went?" Song Mi remembered her latest mission, which was also a tavern in the south of the city.

"I've been there. Their logo should look very familiar to you." Cheng Tingzhou showed Song Mi a photo of the pub's logo.

The logo is a huge black lotus with a black hood on it. The black lotus has eight petals, just like the Wuyi Sect's.

"It seems that the Wuyi Cult is really going to make a comeback."

Song Mi always felt uneasy, "Let's go to the pub again tonight."

Song Mi took out the gray scales from his pocket, "This is what they want."

Cheng Tingzhou meant that the time was almost up, and she would call a flash delivery from the north of the city, and then go to the bar to wait and see who received the package.

"Where is Wang Lei?" Cheng Tingzhou asked Song Mi.