The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 585
Chapter 585: The Spark of Fire
At this moment, the Sunshine Sword was already in her grasp.
She moved quietly toward the door, listening to the faint sobbing that drifted from within the black mist.
A young girl, half of her head gruesomely hollowed out, her eyes gouged from their sockets, cradled a lifeless infant in her arms.
“Thank you, benefactor, for avenging us.”
The child she held was one of those discarded into the Infant Ditch at birth. Now, its small face bore a sickly purple hue, its lifeless eyes fixated upon the door.
“Our father favored sons over daughters. He sired five daughters, but to keep at least one at home to care for the elders, my eldest sister remained. Every day, she endured beatings, her life a cycle of pain and toil. When she came of age, she was sold to an old blind widower. Married for barely half a month, she fled home covered in bruises—only to be sent back by our father.”
“Not long after, she hanged herself.”
“I was the second daughter. When I was eight, a fortune-teller claimed I was a hindrance to my younger brother. Our father personally dug a grave and buried me alive in the Infant Ditch.”
“My third sister was buried alive the moment she was born.”
“My fourth sister was thrown into a boiling pot.”
“My fifth sister was abandoned in the Infant Ditch.”
“From the moment we were born, we were never wanted. We perished in agony and have been trapped in that moment of death, unable to reincarnate.”
Tears of blood streamed from the hollow sockets of the girl’s mutilated face as she held her youngest sister tightly.
“Simply because we were born female, we were deemed mistakes.”
“I hate this world. I hate the powerlessness of women.”
“Thank you, benefactor, for easing the injustice in my heart. Otherwise…” Otherwise, the vengeful spirits of the Infant Ditch would have rampaged through the village in a massacre.
If that had happened, none of them would ever enter reincarnation.
More than that—she wanted to kill her own father.
A crime as grave as patricide would surely doom her in the afterlife.
“We came into this world pure, and we wish to leave it the same. May we be born into better lives in the next.”
She envied the village boys—how they were praised just for breathing, for urinating farther than others.
Meanwhile, she had mastered all household chores by the age of eight, endured beatings in silence, yet still wasn’t allowed to step foot in the village school.
She had listened outside, memorizing every lesson effortlessly. Yet because she was a girl, she had no place within those walls. Instead, she was ridiculed—a worthless girl daring to dream of learning.
“Thank you, benefactor. Your kindness is beyond repaying. May we meet again in another life.”
A brilliant white light flickered, and the bloodied, battered girl transformed back into her original form.
“Wang Yu Zhen, come with me to the Underworld.”
From the darkness, the figures of Black and White Impermanence emerged, their gazes falling upon the assembled souls.
Upon hearing the name, Yu Zhen frowned slightly.
“Honored officials, my sisters were innocent victims. Can you allow them passage into reincarnation?” she pleaded carefully.
White Impermanence swung his Coffin Mourning Staff dismissively. “Impossible. The laws of the Underworld are not so easily swayed.”
“They still hold unresolved grievances. They cannot enter reincarnation.”
“Moreover, nameless and forgotten souls have no entry into the cycle of life.”
“Wang Yu Zhu, the Underworld has its rules. Come with us now. If you miss your time, there will be no second chance for reincarnation.” White Impermanence held an iron chain, ready to bind her soul.
Yu Zhu took a step back, clutching her youngest sister tighter.
“Please, I beg you. My sisters never even had names, never had a grave. They are already pitiful enough. Please, help them.” Yu Zhu’s own bitterness had faded, but the hundreds of infant souls in the Infant Ditch—they were all innocent.
Black Impermanence’s expression darkened. “Wang Yu Zhu, if you refuse, you forfeit your own chance at reincarnation.”
The wails of infants in the black mist sent shivers through the air.
Yu Zhu hesitated for a moment before sighing in resignation. “Then… I will not go.” She held onto her sisters even tighter.
From the shadows, Lu Chao Chao stepped forward.
No one noticed her. After all, mortals could not see spirits.
But she approached Yu Zhu and asked with quiet determination, “Rong Xiang Shan upheld justice for you?” She pointed at the house.
Yu Zhu froze. She can see us?
Then, she nodded. “Yes. I will never forget his kindness.”
Lu Chao Chao nodded back. “I see.” Wonderful! Shan Shan actually did something good!!!
She turned to Black and White Impermanence, who squinted at her, sensing familiarity.
White Impermanence suddenly slapped his own forehead and immediately pulled Black Impermanence down onto their knees.
This was the honored guest of Great Emperor Feng Du!!
The last time she visited the Underworld, the entire realm had lined up to greet her. Even the Ten Yama Kings had hosted her personally. Every corner of the Underworld had been scrubbed clean, and the Great Emperor Feng Du had sprayed incense mist across the lands in preparation.
White Impermanence grinned obsequiously. “I knew it! The magpies chirped all morning—of course it meant I’d meet a great person today.”
“How may we serve you, honored guest?”
Lu Chao Chao waved a hand, and they immediately stood.
“These girls were robbed of their lives at birth. That is suffering enough. Take them to the Underworld and let them be reborn.”
“They have no names, no graves, and no offerings to pay for passage. Shall I burn something for you?” Lu Chao Chao eyed them knowingly.
The two ghosts flailed their hands in terror. “No, no, no! We dare not accept gifts!”
Ordinarily, they would.
But her offerings? Who dared to accept?!
The Great Emperor Feng Du would have them skinned alive.
“If it’s troublesome, I’ll speak to the Great Emperor myself.”
The two ghosts paled. “No need! No need! This is but a minor task. Leave it to us, and we shall see it done.”
“We will personally escort them to the Reincarnation Platform and ensure they are reborn into good families.”
“Though they were vengeful spirits, they never harmed the innocent. They shall have good fates.”
They turned to Yu Zhu, all arrogance gone, now smiling as warmly as spring sunshine.
Yu Zhu… was stunned by the sudden shift.
“Wang Yu Zhu, bring the infants and come with us to reincarnation.”
Lu Chao Chao interrupted, “Yu Zhu is an ill-fated name. Choose another.”
“How about Yu Zhen?”
Yu Zhen trembled, her eyes welling with tears. After a long moment, she bowed deeply to Lu Chao Chao.
“Thank you for this name. Yu Zhen… I was always a precious jade, wasn’t I? I was never just a worthless girl…”
Her eyes shone with newfound warmth.
“If fate allows, I shall return and build a grave for my sisters.”
“Go forth to reincarnation.”
“Next time you return, the world will be the one you wished for.”
As Yu Zhen and the infant spirits departed, tiny sparks of Golden Merit Light drifted toward Lu Chao Chao—and toward Shan Shan’s room.
Inside, Shan Shan slept peacefully, undisturbed.
The miasma that clung to him was still thick.
But beyond the filth, those faint specks of light gathered—small, but dazzling.
Lu Chao Chao returned to her room, gathering all her money, even her secret savings.
A total of three thousand taels of silver.
She wanted to ignite a flame.
A fire called hope.
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