How unusual was that soul jade?

The scarred middle-aged man didn’t know. All he knew was that the elders of the Deathbringer’s Gate viewed Qing Wan as a treasure on account of that soul jade.

Otherwise, given those heretical cultivators’ tendencies, discovering such a pure yin soul would have been an irresistible temptation. They likely would have already used her as a ‘living’ sacrifice.

When he heard this, Su Yi couldn’t help but glance at Qing Wan. “Do you remember that piece of soul jade?”

Qing Wan shook her head and whispered, “When I woke up, I was already with that Wu Ruoqiu. Everything before that is a complete blank.”

This was her first time hearing that she’d once occupied a piece of mysterious soul jade. 

So, they found me in a piece of soul jade. I didn’t simply become a yin soul upon my death. This revelation left her daze. Who… Who exactly was I before?

“How did the Deathbringer’s Gate obtain that soul jade?” Su Yi glanced at the scarred middle-aged man once more, but the man merely shook his head. His position in the Deathbringer’s Gate wasn’t high at all; he had no access to classified information of this level.

Su Yi mulled it over, then asked a few other questions about the Deathbringer’s Gate...