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I understood very well the situation of Wang Ni at that time, a person considered to be unlucky, staying in a place without any relatives. Her life was undoubtedly difficult.
"The children in the orphanage began to ostracize me. At first, they would just curse me in secret, but it escalated. They started throwing garbage at me, and eventually even stones," Wang Ni covered her eyes, seemingly reluctant to recall that past. "It's strange; ever since I was five, I haven't forgotten anything. But this ability often brings me to the brink of collapse."
It seems that having an excellent memory can also be a burden; things one wants to forget cannot be erased, leaving only alcohol as a means of numbness.
"But the adults in the orphanage only intervened but never blamed those children who bullied me, until one day, a child from the orphanage fell from the second floor for no reason."
I could almost guess the outcome; everyone must have pointed fingers at Wang Ni.
"The incident caused quite a stir; everyone blamed me for bringing disaster. Some even wanted to kick me out. However, the director of the orphanage was very protective of me. Not only did he talk to me and comfort me, but he also secretly brought me some snacks."
"Maybe I really am unlucky. When I was one year old, there was a gas explosion in the orphanage cafeteria, and a fire burned down the entire orphanage. It was then that I realized there was magical power within me. The magic wrapped around me and protected me while I remained in deep sleep until the fire was extinguished."
"I was unharmed, but apart from a few fortunate individuals, most others perished in the flames."
"From that moment on, I finally had no one to rely on. I didn't want to continue living in that place where I was considered unlucky, nor did I want to be involved with others."
"I left the city and ventured into the deep mountains and forests. At first, I struggled to adapt, but because of my magical power, I managed to survive somewhat vaguely."
Although Wang Ni's story is simple, I knew how much danger and hardship a teenager without any wilderness survival experience would face living alone in the deep mountains.
"I lived alone in the mountains for three years until I met Uncle Mao."
"Uncle Mao brought me out of the mountains and taught me how to use my magical power (to use it, not control it). He also took me to the Execution Office. It was then that I felt like I was a useful person."
"Uncle Mao treated me very well; he was the first person who made me feel like a father figure. However, he still couldn't escape my misfortune." Wang Ni still held onto her resentment about Uncle Mao being schemed against by Mr. Cui.
"How did you end up teaching at JZ Normal University?" I asked.
"It was your Uncle Xing; he could lift my misfortune here," Wang Ni replied. "At first, I didn't believe it, but later he proved that he indeed could."
I knew it, what other means could Uncle Xing use to convince people? Isn't it just showing his divine form to scare them? But how does Uncle Xing know that this place can unravel Wang Ni's misfortune?
"Don't listen to his nonsense. How can a person have no misfortune? Life, aging, illness, and death are all part of fate. If you really want to change that, then you must never submit to destiny."
As a Cultivator, I believe everything has its fate, but I believe even more that human determination can overcome it! Cultivation is essentially choosing a path against the odds.
"Never mind the foolish words of those confused people. Besides, how could someone as beautiful as you be considered unfortunate? If you are deemed unfortunate, then those who scare people just by stepping outside shouldn't even be alive." However, Wang Ni did not react much to my words.
I flipped my hand and took out the Death Register given to me by Yama King. This was the strongest proof I could think of. I waved it in front of Wang Ni and recorded her information in the Death Register.
Although I didn't have the ability to add or subtract years from someone's life, checking a person's details shouldn't be a problem. I wanted Wang Ni to understand that the reasons behind those events were not actually related to her.
Soon, the Death Register reacted.
The first line displayed Wang Ni's name and image—yes, that's it. I continued to look down.
However, there was nothing more; the Death Register only recorded Wang Ni's name and date of birth, followed by a blank space.
Strange, why was there no record of Wang Ni's fate?
I searched for my own name, "Yin Zheng'an."
The Death Register showed: Yin Zheng'an, Yama Palace Judge, and then nothing else.
I quickly called White Impermanence. Could it be that the Death Register in my hands was a counterfeit? No, Yama King personally gave it to me.
"Old Bai, what does it mean if a person has no name in the Death Register?" I skipped the pleasantries with White Impermanence since that's his style; I asked directly.
White Impermanence still had that indifferent attitude and coldly replied, "Those ranked at Celestial Rank do not fall under Underworld jurisdiction, so they have no name. Those who reverse their fate hold their own destiny; they only have the past, not the future, so they are not recorded. Additionally, those who transcend the Three Realms and are not bound by the Five Elements also have no names. Otherwise, it could be that they don't have a true name, which is why they cannot be found."
It seems that Death Register is also a search engine, and it even filters sensitive information...
"Is it just a name, with nothing else?"
"This is a case of reverse fate alteration, but it hasn't been completely successful yet."
It turns out that both Wang Ni and I are currently in the process of reversing our fates.
I was about to thank White Impermanence, but unexpectedly, Old Bai hung up the phone decisively. I helplessly put my phone back in my pocket. There's no way around it; Old Bai is just different from Old Black. I can joke around with Old Black, and he doesn't mind, but Old Bai feels like someone who is hard to get close to.
According to White Impermanence, I am originally a person of the Heavenly Bureau of Human Affairs, considered a reserve for Celestial Rank. Plus, with the identity of a Judge given by Yama King, it's normal for there to be only my name on the Death Register. The fact that Wang Ni has only one name on the Death Register indicates that she, like me, has something different from ordinary people. However, I can be sure it's not due to anything ominous.
I glanced at the time earlier; it was almost midnight. The ladies dancing in the square had already gone home, and the lights in the square had long been turned off. The entire square was empty and dark.
With Wang Ni no longer speaking, I kept silent as well.
As night deepened, autumn was beginning to set in, so the evening breeze felt somewhat chilly. I didn't mind, but Wang Ni had just drunk some alcohol and even vomited. I noticed her body shivering slightly.
I took out the Azure Robe and draped it over Wang Ni. She looked up at me.
"Thank you," she said.
"Let's head back; it's getting cold."
"Okay."
Wang Ni's steps were still a bit unsteady, so I quickly supported her to prevent her from falling.
"You... aren't afraid of me?" Wang Ni suddenly asked me. "Last time too, it was me who brought you to that kind of place."
She was still haunted by the matter of the Ghostly Blood Shadow Soldiers.
"I don't have parents either," I said after a moment. "My master raised me. He taught me spells, made me do horse stance as punishment, and had me wash his clothes and cook for him. Now, my master is gone too, so I'm all alone."
"But I still have Hong, Old Black, Old Bai, Uncle Xing, friends like Lin Miaomiao, and enemies like Jin, and teachers like you."
Wang Ni is still my homeroom teacher... It feels strange to think about supporting my drunken homeroom teacher in the middle of the night.
"I don't know many people, so I won't leave anyone out," I said with a smile to Wang Ni.
As a Judge of Yama Palace, what do I have to fear? Can I still meet Yama King? Even if I do, I won't be afraid.
Wang Ni nodded slightly with an almost imperceptible curve and tightened her Daoist robe around herself. "Yin Zheng'an."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Nothing..."
"You..."
"I'm hungry..."
"..."
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