I traveled through the Cretaceous period and farmed with the ever-changing dog egg.

Damn it! Who is this freak?! It hurts like hell! I can't beat him at all!

In countless exchanges, the man unleashed a lightning-fast kick, a solid, piercing blow to the chest. Lin Chaoyan flew straight away, her entire buttocks making intimate contact with the concrete floor she had repaired herself, the pain causing her eyes to sparkle. Other parts of her body were torn and bleeding profusely from the man's sword.

Lin Chaoyan's only option now is to find a way to get close to him and throw him out of the space.

Damn it! I'll risk it all! Dying would be the end of it all. Lin Chaoyan transformed into a streak of green light and attacked the man directly.

When the two met, their swords clashed swiftly, producing a piercing sound. Their eyes met, and an invisible force passed between them, as if their souls were colliding.

Both men simultaneously unleashed the light of their swords, flying swiftly towards each other in the wind. One of them twisted his arm, the sword spinning between his fingers, stirring the sounds in the sky.

Lin Chaoyan didn't dodge; as the sword pierced her heart, she finally grabbed him. The next second, the two of them were out of the space.

When the person opposite her was tormented by grief, regret, self-blame, and other emotions, Lin Chaoyan did not hesitate to deliver a chilling blow to his heart.

The sword was pulled from her chest, and blood gushed out instantly, causing her to collapse to the ground. The man, extremely unwilling, tried to finish her off, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Hearing the approaching footsteps, he reluctantly flew away through the window.

"Ayan?... "

"Miss Lin? Men, search the surrounding area and make sure you catch the assassin..." A sinister glint flashed in Meng Tian's eyes. They actually dared to assassinate his benefactor right under their noses.

Ying Zheng couldn't believe that he had been perfectly fine just moments before, even sleeping soundly before he left. How could he have been injured like this?

He had too many wounds, all of which were bleeding profusely, and for a moment he didn't know which one to cover.

"Ayan, who is it? Who hurt you like this? How can I save you? How can I protect you?" He hated himself for being powerless and for being just an ordinary person.

As a single, scalding tear fell onto her face, Lin Chaoyan slowly opened her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" This idiot, doesn't she know that what she possesses is the ultimate dream of every man in the world? Why is she so fixated on herself? "Ah Zheng, I, I think, I really, really am going to die this time!" She stammered, preparing to leave her last words.

"No, aren't you immortal? You'll be alright, you'll be alright. You promised to marry me, we haven't gotten married yet, I haven't taken you to see the sea, I haven't learned to cook for you." Death? No, how could he? He had already been preparing, was he still too late? He was unwilling to accept it!

I'm about to die, please don't interrupt me! Let me finish my last words! Please! "Um... Zheng, my power comes from Ci, and it's not complete, so I'm never immortal, it's just that the Knowing Fate Wound hasn't been damaged."

My heart is failing! Please, don't interrupt me. Forget about me when I die! Take good care of me. Burn me and scatter the ashes on a windy day. Maybe then I can go back to my parents… No! I'm losing consciousness, I'm going to die!

As she closed her eyes and fell into darkness, she felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

The sound of Ying Zheng's desperate sobs echoed in her ears, "No, Ayan, please open your eyes and look at me! I'll get you a good one, I'll give you a good heart. I beg you, please open your eyes and look at me..."

He just held on like that, completely lost and disoriented. He really didn't know what else he could do. He couldn't even avenge his beloved.

In another time and space, Wen Ci was also going mad. The moment he sensed Lin Chaoyan's death, he screamed and begged to be released.

Seeing his tribesmen's cold-blooded ruthlessness, he chose to take a desperate gamble and break free of the cage. He injured his tribesmen and fled to the sacred land, but was still captured.

"Child! You can't go. Going there will only hasten her death. The chieftain has already sent Lardi. You should go back!" How could their own people let her die? Even knowing it was that person's scheme, they had no choice but to go and save her.

"Father, I don't understand, I don't understand..." Why? Why did that person use his remaining divine soul to kill Yan Yan? Did Yan Yan have any reason to die?

“Aci, you are that child’s hope for survival, so you can’t show up until the very last moment. Since you’ve chosen her, then choose her firmly. Even if it means death…” After saying that, he turned and left, his desolate figure making Wenci finally realize the seriousness of the situation.

A bittersweet smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Die for her? What's so difficult about that? But I have to make sure my death can save her life first.

"Your Majesty, the royal physician has arrived..." Although he knew she was dead, he at least wanted the king in front of him to fully understand and accept the fact that she was dead.

"Imperial physician? Quick, quick, save her..." At this moment, he seemed to have grasped a lifeline, and hurriedly and gently placed Lin Chaoyan on the bed, every movement as if he were cherishing a rare treasure.

The imperial physician knelt nervously before the bed to take her pulse, glancing up at the stunning woman lying there from time to time, his back drenched in sweat.

Just when he thought he was going to die, his pulse suddenly became stronger. Although it was weak, he could sense it. As time went on, he found that the pulse was strange. It was weak and beat very slowly, and it was not a human pulse.

"Your Majesty, this woman is not dead; she still has a pulse. However—" He hesitated, unsure whether to speak. This was enough for him to live. But a physician's conscience compels him to speak; to do so would be to betray the very title of physician.

Hearing that his beloved was not dead, what was there to hide? As long as she was alive, one day she would wake up again, lively and energetic, and marry him. "But what? Speak? I forgive you."

"However, this woman's pulse is not a human pulse, and it is extremely weak and slow, dozens of times slower than a normal person's. According to a human pulse, she is indeed dead; according to this pulse, she will only become a living dead in the future." Being a living dead and lying there forever is worse than being dead! He dared not say it.

Ying Zheng was about to fly into a rage when he heard a very familiar voice.

"A living dead? How terrifying! Then what am I? I've become a ghost, so I should be considered dead, right? Or should I just burn myself? Otherwise, if someone else possesses my body and comes back to life, it wouldn't be good if they tricked Ah Zheng." Lin Chaoyan floated beside her own corpse, stroking her chin in thought.

This sight broke Ying Zheng's heart. Fool! How could I not recognize you?

"Have I really become a ghost?" Lin Chaoyan looked at herself floating in the air and felt quite strange.

"You may all leave now! Then prepare some clean clothes to change into." He needed to have a proper talk with that fool alone. Reincarnation? He hadn't died, so what was the point of reincarnation?

"promise…"

Meng Tian hesitated, wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

Looking at the basin of steaming water, Lin Chaoyan suddenly realized that this man wanted to personally clean up her corpse.

"No, no, no! Let someone else do it! It's so shameful to see my own naked corpse!" Lin Chaoyan hurriedly rushed over to stop them, but she passed right through Ying Zheng's body.

She looked at her own hands in frustration and laughed self-deprecatingly. "...Ah~ I actually forgot I was already dead!"

"Fool! If I didn't come, would you want the other men at the inn to see your body?" He looked at his beloved in her spirit form before him, his eyes red. He reached out to wipe the bloodstains from her face but couldn't touch her at all.

Lin Chaoyan stared in disbelief. He can see me? Could it be that he... "You can see me? You have the ability to see ghosts? Ah Zheng, do you often see ghosts?" When she was a human, she was terrified of ghosts, but now that she's a ghost, she suddenly wants to chat with other ghosts.

Her focus left Ying Zheng feeling helpless, and her nonchalant attitude towards death frightened him. "You, didn't you hear what the imperial physician said? You're not dead yet, so stop talking about it like that." With that, she rolled up her sleeves and got to work.

Looking at her battered body, being treated with such care and tenderness by him, Lin Chaoyan felt a deep sense of happiness. How many people in the world could be like that?

Lin Chaoyan was truly afraid that Ying Zheng wouldn't be able to let her go, "A-Zheng..."

"Hmm~ I'm here... What's wrong?" He looked at Lin Chaoyan, who was sitting on the bed with his own corpse on her back, looking heartbroken, and his outstretched hand passed through her body again.

"Ah Zheng, this body is so broken, like a tattered rag doll thrown in a garbage dump. Let go! Let me go! Dying means I can start over."

"Ayan, don't be afraid! It'll be alright! Look, your body is still warm, you're not dead!" Silly Ayan, don't go! Wait for me.

One basin after another of bloody water was carried out, and she watched as it was finally cleaned up. She was changed into a beautiful dress and lay there quietly like Sleeping Beauty.