Chapter 1000

1000 Wynter’s Previous Life
Wynter’s heart skipped a beat. There was a tremor the moment she touched the badge. Then, the black mist faded. The badge, which had stood at the center of the Soul Locking Formation, fell right into her
hands.
“Could it be this easy?” she wondered. Wynter gazed down while clutching the badge.
Suddenly, countless images flooded her mind. These fragmented and turbulent images seemed to emanate from the badge itself, depicting a grand wedding in the Arcane way.
The clouds rolled in as heaven’s punishment approached. Dressed in an ancient wedding gown, Wynter looked down upon people from various sects.
Standing atop the mountain stream, her wide sleeves swayed with the wind. Many cultivators accused her of being a demon, disturbing their Arcane mind.
Wynter raised an eyebrow. It was sheer nonsense as she did not practice the Arcane way, much less
become a demon. She was a staunch materialist who believed in science.
Since the Savior had told her that her aura was within the formation, she speculated that the badge was hers. If it was hers, the life story reflected by the badge could be hers. So, was she seeing her previous
life?
She was unsure how many lives ago this had occurred. But this was quite a scene as if heaven were
against her.
After pondering for a moment, Wynter kept the badge to herself. She had every right to do so since the badge was hers. According to those people, she had committed many misdeeds with the badge.
Once Wynter left the formation, she intended to further investigate what the badge could reveal.
In her spare time, especially before sleep, Wynter loved browsing videos and reading web novels. She
was fond of action movies.
The scene she had just witnessed resembled the scene where the heroes overthrew the villains. It would
be absurd to think there was no conspiracy involved.
In those fragments, she was protected by the people from her sect. It seemed that Atwater was not lying. She might have been a gifted, or even a demonic, cultivator in the past.
The plot was somewhat familiar. Typically, this was what would happen to the male lead in web novels.
It would be unusual for the male lead not to experience a dramatic fall off a cliff and life–changing
encounters that awakened the demonic spirit within him.
Wynter doubted her life would be that dramatic. She considered herself sunny and righteous, even if this was self–proclaimed. She might have been greedy, but calling her dark ?
Wynter shook her head and lifted the last talisman.
She didn’t need any excuse or psychological hint to justify punching someone. If she wanted to, she
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would. The flashback from her previous life must have been a conspiracy.
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What truly moved her were the other images flashing through her mind. Someone was calling her name. Every figure flashed by carrying an indescribable warmth. One scene left a vivid impression on Wynter .
A few figures sat on the ground beside a steaming teapot amidst peach blossoms and beside a flowing stream. They were dressed differently but all looked youthful.
“Our junior sister has caused trouble again?”
“What is the big deal for having a few male companions?”
“We are cultivators after all.”
“It’s not like she is sleeping with them. She said she just finds them attractive.”
“Exactly. She had even more companions back in the palace. Now that she has chosen our sect, she is not even allowed to have her attendants. Who can she reason with?”
“I am not blaming her. I am just worried that someone will pick a fight with her.
“Who? Those who insist on ranking our sect? Our master has already refused to participate in their
rankings.”