Outside the door, the woman in white sat on the rock while the sword, Past Life, remained in her grasp.

She just slid it past the surface of the water while her gaze was utterly calm.

Meanwhile, an old man with a bamboo chest on his back appeared nearby.

The old man glanced at the door and asked, “Isn’t it a little too early?”

She grinned, “Not at all. After all, we too don’t have much time left.”

The old man fell silent.

She said, “I hope he doesn’t disappoint me. Otherwise, I don’t have any other choice!”

The old man spoke softly, “If he really satisfies you…”

She smiled, “That’s a very good thing.”

The old man sighed softly and didn’t say another word.

Meanwhile, behind the door.

Yang Ye walked forward slowly while his gaze was slightly blank, and he stopped after walking for some time.

There was a scene before him again.

It was Zi’er!

In a forest, a violet shadow flashed past him. A moment later, the violet shadow returned to him, and...