Fall: Rebirth

At the foot of the cliff, Ye You put her hands behind her back, her face slightly raised. She looked intently at the island floating in the air, not knowing how long she had been standing there.

Her figure was lonely and determined in this place, and her eyes revealed a deep thought.

Suddenly, she turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, Jia Wu was meditating on the cliff. Her eyes were closed, her face was calm, and her breathing was even. Her legs were crossed, her hands were placed on her knees, her palms facing up, and her fingers were slightly bent, forming a special hand seal.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about something. Her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing softly. Her hair was spread out behind her, swaying gently in the breeze.

Although her eyes were closed, her mind was still flying. Pictures appeared in her mind, and those pictures were her memories.

After a moment, the black smoke appeared in front of Jiawu and turned into Yeyou. She looked at Jiawu quietly, revealing a hint of complex emotions in her eyes, but her eyes were still cold.

Jia Wu slowly opened her eyes, and after seeing who was coming, an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, but she tried not to show it. Instead, she raised her eyes coldly and looked at Ye You.

The air seemed to freeze at the moment the two cold eyes met.

Jia Wu was the first to speak and break the silence: "Isn't this the high and mighty God of Death? Why do you have the leisure to run to a damn place like Shengsi Cliff today?" There was a hint of disdain in her tone.

"I never need a reason to go anywhere I want." Ye You looked at Jia Wu with cold eyes. Her voice was calm, without any emotion fluctuations.

Jia Wu sneered and said, "That's right. A high and mighty God like you can come and go freely. But I'm curious, what are you doing here?"

Ye You looked at Jia Wu, his eyes devoid of any warmth: "I heard that you escaped from the Land of Exile, so I came to take a look. What's the matter? Did you feel bored of that place, so you came to stay at the Cliff of Reflection for a while?"

Jia Wu's heart was shocked, but his face remained indifferent. Then he said with a hint of sneer, "It doesn't matter where I'm imprisoned. I'm alone here. How comfortable I am! Haha..."

After saying that, Jia Wu unconsciously spread out her arms and turned around. Her black skirt swayed with her movements and her hair also swayed unconsciously.

Her eyes were like the deep starry sky, cold and deep, with an inscrutable indifference in them. Her lips were slightly raised with a barely perceptible sneer, as if she was mocking something.

Her black dress is like a shadow in the night, tightly wrapping her body, making her look more mysterious and cool.

Her movements were graceful and confident, as if she was the master of this world.

There was a firmness and determination in her eyes.

Ye You looked at Jia Wu quietly, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. Her voice was still calm, but with a hint of unquestionable majesty: "Do you think you can escape from the clutches of the devil?"

Jia Wu stopped spinning, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, and her voice was full of sarcasm: "Escape? Why should I escape? I just think that this world is too boring, and I want to find an interesting place to stay."

There was a hint of coldness in Ye You's eyes, and her voice was chilly: "Interesting? You think the Cliff of Reflection is interesting?"

There was a hint of teasing in Jia Wu's eyes, and her voice was full of sarcasm: "Of course, I'm the only one here, without those hypocritical gods, and those stupid mortals. How free I am!"

There was a flash of disgust in Ye You's eyes, and her voice was a little cold: "Hypocritical? Stupid? Do you think you are smart?"

There was a flash of disdain in Jia Wu's eyes, and her voice was full of sarcasm: "Smart? I don't need to be smart, I just need to be myself."

A complex emotion flashed across Ye You's eyes, and her voice carried a hint of helplessness that was barely noticeable: "Be yourself? Do you think you can be yourself?"

There was a flash of disdain in Jia Wu's eyes, and her voice was full of sarcasm: "Why not?"

Ye You didn't say anything, but continued to look at Jia Wu with cold eyes.

"Today's God of Death is different from the past." Jia Wu looked up and down at Ye You's clothes, with a hint of evil in his eyes.

Ye You raised his eyes slightly, looked into Jia Wu's eyes, and said coldly: "It's been a long time since we last met. The God of Mist is completely different from what I remembered."

Jia Wu raised his eyebrows with a hint of disdain in his eyes, flicked his sleeves lightly, turned around, took two steps lightly, and said: "Has the God of Death forgotten that I am no longer the same person I used to be?" There was endless sadness in Jia Wu's voice.

Ye You's heart moved and a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes, but they quickly returned to being cold.

"No matter what, this time you have made up for your crime and you can go back to being the God of Fog after the reflection period is over." Ye You said calmly, with no expression on his face and his voice calm without a trace of ripples.

"Go back?" Jia Wu smiled, a bitter smile, with a hint of sarcasm in the upward arc of her lips, and continued: "That place is just another cage, why should I go back?"

"But don't forget that you have disrupted the demon's plan. If he breaks free from the seal, he will not let you go first. It is in your best interest to go back." Ye You's face darkened, and her body exuded an aura of "keep away from strangers". She approached Jia Wu step by step, with a sharp look in her eyes.

"I've made up my mind, don't force me." Jia Wu's voice was extremely cold, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes, as if she had made up her mind.

"Stubborn." Ye You said a few words coldly, then turned and left. Her movements were smooth and natural, without any pause. Her figure turned into black smoke and dissipated in the air, as if she had never appeared.

Jia Wu looked at the direction she left, as if thinking about something. However, soon, Jia Wu withdrew his gaze, and his face regained its calmness, like a calm lake, without a single ripple.

In the Qiankun Hall, the atmosphere was solemn.

"Have you been to the Cliff of Reflection?" Qingtian turned his back to Ye You, with his hands behind his back, and his voice was somewhat majestic.

Ye You had no expression on his face, and replied coldly: "I just went there."

"What's the result?" Qingtian asked calmly. His tone was calm, but with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

"Stubborn." Ye You uttered a few words lightly with a hint of disdain on her face, as if in her eyes, Jia Wu was just an ignorant child.

Qingtian sighed softly, turned around slowly, and was about to say something, but he caught a glimpse of the difference in Ye You, so he looked at him twice more.

"Did the God of Death change his clothes?" Qingtian raised his eyebrows, seeming a little unbelievable, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.

Ye You gently lowered her head to glance at her clothes, then raised her eyes and asked, "Master, do you think there is something wrong with it?" Her voice was calm, but with a hint of provocation.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that this style is very different from your usual style." Qingtian said with a smile, his smile carrying a hint of deep meaning.

Ye You raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said, "My disciple felt that all black was too monotonous, so he changed to a dark red lining. I thought it would be a good idea to change the style." There was a hint of pampering in her tone.

"That's true." Qingtian nodded, then changed the subject and returned to the point, continuing to ask: "What are you going to do about Jiawu?" His tone became serious, as if he was talking about something important.

"She doesn't want to come back, and I can't force her. Everything is fate." Ye You said indifferently. Her tone was calm, but with a hint of helplessness.

Qingtian nodded, sighed, and said, "Well, let her go." There was a hint of relief in his tone, as if a huge stone in his heart had been put down.

Ye You didn't say much, but she seemed to be thinking about something in her heart, and a barely perceptible worry flashed in her eyes.