Rebirth: A Life Without Regrets

  Bai Wuchang told the story in detail, and Leng Binghan only then learned that Yanluo Wang had not only lent out the Mingyu Seal but also damaged his own cultivation of several hundred years to take a drop of his own original blood from behind his ear and apply it to Leng Binghan's forehead.

  "This original blood is not simple, it's the crystallization of a cultivator's bitter practice, especially the original blood of Yanluo who governs the underworld, if this gets out, won't it cause the True Cultivation Realm and low-level divine spirits to fight over it until their heads crack open?"

  With that single drop of original blood, the cold and icy nature naturally inherited some of Yanluo Wang's characteristics. Operating the Yin-Yang Seal was a given. What's even more amazing is that these characteristics are latent and uncertain. Depending on the person who possesses them and the situations they encounter, different abilities will be triggered. In White Impermanence's words, this triggering process is called "awakening", where dormant abilities within the body burst forth, available for use by the individual. Of course, since Yanluo Wang's original blood has never been given to anyone else before, even he himself cannot determine what kind of abilities will be awakened from it, as there are no precedents.

  This time, due to the cold and heart-wrenching pain of his grandfather, he inadvertently triggered the original blood of Yanluo Wang in his sorrow, awakening the ability of the yin-yang eyes. He saw the Jiao Soul Ghost Servant, and in order to prevent his grandfather from being taken away by the ghost servant, he suddenly triggered a strange ability on the basis of the yin-yang eyes. This ability not only allowed him to emit an aura similar to Yanluo Wang's pressure but also enabled him to project endless mysterious dark fire from his eyes.

  This mysterious and obscure yin fire is formless and colorless, it is a special product of the 16th layer of hell in the underworld - the Fire Mountain Hell. Anyone who has committed crimes such as embezzlement, bribery, theft, robbery, arson, or monks and Taoist priests who have broken their vows will be thrown into this layer of hell after death and burned alive by the fire mountain without dying. The fire in the Fire Mountain Hell is precisely the mysterious yin fire, which specifically burns the soul and spirit, causing extreme pain that penetrates deep into the soul, making it impossible to resist, and severe cases can even cause the soul to scatter, it's extremely fierce.

  Although the cold, icy and newly awakened abilities are only a drop in the vast ocean compared to the true Yanluo Wang, they are not something that a ghostly messenger can resist. It's worth noting that Yanluo Wang is the most supreme existence in the underworld, and anything related to him has a huge impact on the underworld, with an overwhelming deterrent force. Of course, if it were someone like Bai Wuchang, he would hardly be affected, after all, they are not on the same level, and even the most powerful skills, when placed in the hands of a child, can only pose a threat to other children, but have no effect on adults.

  That unlucky ghost officer was actually the lowest-ranking subordinate of Bai Wuchang, and having felt the aura of Yanluo Wang's pressure, he was already trembling with fear, without any courage to resist in his heart. Just as he was about to return to the underworld, he was again burned by the cold and icy Xuanming Yin fire, barely escaping with half a life left.

  He reported the whole thing to his superiors with a quivering heart, but no one believed him. In fact, if he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed what he was saying either. How could a child under three years old possibly possess the aura of King Yanluo, let alone that eerie and painful dark fire? Without another word, this unlucky ghost guard was thrown into prison to await his fate.

  Just as his superior was about to send more people to carry out this unfinished task, many ghostly messengers returned empty-handed, all saying that within a radius of ten miles in the small town of Su Qi, there was an aura of Yan Luo's majesty, although not strong enough, but all the soul-catching ghost messengers dared not enter and enforce the law.

  If it had only happened once or twice, everyone would not have believed it and thought it was an excuse for the ghost's incompetence. However, after a dozen or so similar incidents occurred in succession, everyone seemed to feel that something was amiss. After discussing it without result, they finally reported it up the chain of command.

  Bai Wuchang's head grew big as soon as he heard it. Although the matter of Cold Ice and Frost was strictly guarded in the underworld, as one of the high-ranking officials and a direct descendant of Yanluo Wang, Bai Wuchang indeed knew very well. Yanluo Wang granting Cold Ice and Frost his original blood, he naturally knew about it too. Moreover, this incident occurred right in Cold Ice and Frost's reincarnation place, no need to think about it, it must be Cold Ice and Frost who stirred up trouble.

  If it were other matters, he would not have bothered to ask, and would have let it pass with a casual remark. Even Bai Wuchang wouldn't have interfered, and the ghostly attendants below wouldn't have dared to intervene. The matter would have been settled. But this was too big of an issue, and couldn't be left unresolved. If a place in the mortal realm appeared where all the ghostly attendants didn't dare to enter, those who were supposed to go to hell couldn't go to hell, and those who were supposed to be reborn couldn't be reborn, then the entire cycle of reincarnation would have been disrupted. The crime of disrupting the heavenly cycle and the responsibility for it would be too great even for Yanluo Wang himself to bear.

  He didn't dare tell Yanluo Wang about it after understanding the situation, so Bai Wuchang directly rushed to Yangjian to find Leng Binghan.

  It's a cold and icy voice, hey, didn't expect that in the midst of yin and yang mistakes, I still got such skills. If things don't go well in the future, might as well become a professional ghost catcher. It's unlikely that there are many powerful lonely ghosts in the mortal world, even if I'm not great, at least I can handle ordinary evil spirits, no need for any magical tools, just glare and the problem is solved.

  Bai Wuchang's expression turned cold and icy, and he hastily said: "My little ancestor, can you still be happy? Fortunately, this incident didn't last long, otherwise not only would your spiritual energy wither away to death, also known as brain death. Moreover, the Heavenly Way's cycle is disrupted, strange phenomena emerge, attracting the attention of those above, and all ten gods, including me, will be finished!"

  Just now, I was just YYing, but now that Bai Wuchang has said it so seriously, his face is full of anxiety, and it even involves my own life and death. How dare I still indulge in wild thoughts? I doubt: "How can I still die from mental exhaustion?"

  Bai Wuchang glared at him and said in a bad temper, "Do you think using those abilities doesn't consume spiritual energy? If you use them randomly, it's strange if you don't die!"

  Originally, to trigger the awakening of those innate qualities due to the original blood, only specific conditions and environments are needed. However, to use these abilities, it requires the user's spiritual power. The stronger the spiritual power, the more skilled the technique, and the greater the power naturally. If one doesn't have a strong enough icy-cold spiritual power, they can't even make the ghostly messengers feel the pressure of Yanluo Wang's aura, let alone use the mysterious yin fire to drive away the ghostly messengers. Who knows, maybe not even a spark will appear, and at that time, it won't just be his grandfather who can't save him, perhaps even his soul will be taken away by the ghostly messengers.

  His extremely strong spiritual power, tempered by the mysterious and cold aura of the Xuan You Ice Crystal, was indeed formidable, but it couldn't withstand his wastefulness. Ever since he inadvertently awakened, he first activated the Yan Luo Wang's oppressive aura, and then used the Xuan You Yin Fire to deal with the Jiao Soul Ghost Servants, not knowing how to apply it properly. Originally, a tiny bit of spiritual power would have been enough to achieve his goal, but he used up all his energy, just like using an anti-aircraft gun to shoot down mosquitoes - many mosquitoes were killed, but a lot of spiritual power was also wasted, which led to him fainting due to spiritual exhaustion. After he fainted, he still didn't retract the Yan Luo Wang's oppressive aura, constantly needing to drain spiritual power to sustain it, which would cause his constant headaches and forehead burning like fire. It was also because of this reason that ghost servants within a radius of ten miles could feel the oppressive aura, unclear about the situation, not daring to enter, allowing over a dozen people who should have died of old age to linger on in a state of near-death.

  In the long run, if the cold and icy spiritual power cannot keep up with the consumption, it will not only be a headache, but also lead to death sooner or later. The current awakening ability of Bing Qing has never been used before, so he can't help much in practicing and improving it. However, teaching Bing Qing how to master these abilities is still no problem for him.

  Upon hearing Bai Wuchang's words, Ling Bing understood the situation and was frightened, with cold sweat rolling down his face. He felt a wave of fear in his heart and couldn't help but feel grateful that Bai Wuchang had arrived early. If not, his newly begun reincarnation would have ended prematurely due to his own ignorance. He repeatedly thanked Bai Wuchang. Under Bai Wuchang's guidance, he quickly grasped the basic usage of these skills. After all, sometimes a little bit of guidance is extremely important and can save you from taking many detours. Of course, if he wanted to master them with ease, he would have to ponder and practice diligently himself.

  Of course, Leng Bing Xue didn't know that what Bai Wu Chang said earlier was somewhat exaggerated. The fact is the fact, but it's not that serious. He just wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible, so he intentionally made the situation sound more severe than it actually was.

  For the cold and icy gratitude, Bai Wuchang showed great magnanimity, even pretending to be somewhat angry, saying: "So foreign, don't you consider me a brother? If it's a brother, don't say these things!" In fact, he was overjoyed in his heart, not only could he properly resolve the matter, but also gained such a big face and favor from Cold Ice Chill, and wasn't afraid that there would be no return in the future.

  The big problem has been solved, but what about the cold and unfeeling grandfather?

  Bai Wuchang seemed to understand the cold and icy initial intention, lightly sighing: "I also understand your thoughts and filial piety, but the heavenly way is clear, everything has a fixed number, forcibly interfering is useless. Look at your grandfather, originally he was supposed to die of old age, without illness or injury, you forcibly didn't let the ghostly messenger take his soul, letting him live on, but could only give him breath, and couldn't truly change his fate, even if I don't send the ghostly messenger again, he can only go on like this, half dead and half alive, increasing suffering and trouble, what's the point of that?"

  Originally, Ling Yu was already troubled by this matter, but now after hearing Bai Wuchang's words, her heart ached even more, and her eyes turned red as she choked back tears, saying: "Is there really no way? Aren't all life and death in the world under your control? If you can let me reincarnate, why can't you extend my grandfather's lifespan by a few years? Even if it means using up my own lifespan, can't you think of a solution for me?"

  Bai Wuchang also seemed to be moved, and patted the thin shoulder of Leng Bingxue, saying: "Everything has its own rules, you can reincarnate is also destined, not something that can be changed at will, or else the world would have been turned upside down?"

  "Alright, let's not speak of two families. Considering your filial piety and our friendship, I'll give up ten years of my cultivation to let your grandfather live for seven more days in good health. After that, he will leave peacefully without any suffering. This is the maximum extent I can help. If you don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do. Moreover, given our relationship, when your grandfather arrives at the underworld, I'll take care of him and let him choose a better fate for his reincarnation. Isn't that better than this? If you truly have filial piety, you shouldn't hinder him from living a better life."

  After hearing Bai Wuchang say this, what else could Leng Bingxing say? He was both moved and heartbroken. What moved him was that Bai Wuchang had paid such a huge price to help him, allowing him to spend the next seven days happily with his grandfather; what pained him was that he still couldn't save his grandfather's life, destined to leave him in 82 years, unable to do anything about it. Fortunately, with Bai Wuchang's care, Grandfather would surely be happy and fulfilled in his next life, and Leng Bingxing wouldn't be so regretful either.

  After sending off Bai Wuchang, Leng Binghan rushed to the hospital alone, ignoring the surprised gazes of everyone on the street. She gave Li Huanfen a big fright just as she was about to leave the hospital and head home. Normally obedient and well-behaved, Li had only dared to leave Leng Binghan alone at home for a short while to bring lunch to the hospital and check on her father-in-law's condition. She didn't dare stay too long, worried that something might happen to Leng Binghan, who was still just a child under three years old. But unexpectedly, Leng Binghan had run all the way to the hospital by herself. Although it was only a few hundred meters from home, for an adult this distance was nothing, but for a toddler like her, these few hundred meters were long enough for many things to happen.

  Li Yufen hastily picked up Leng Binghan, worried and angry at the same time. She scolded him a few times before gently wiping away the sweat beads on his forehead that had formed from rushing to the hospital, asking him why he came to the hospital.

  "I've come to see Grandpa!" Cold Ice said in a milky voice, he still tried his best to act normally in front of his mom, he didn't want even his own mother to think he was a freak.

  "Didn't you just come to see him earlier? Although Grandfather hasn't woken up, he knows in his heart that Xiaohan came to visit him! Let's head back for now." Li Yufen still liked Leng Binghan's filial piety. People with filial piety won't be bad.

  "Grandpa will wake up soon, I want to go back with grandpa!"

  Li Yuafen still thought that Leng Bingxing's words were childish nonsense and didn't take them seriously, but she still coaxed him saying: "Yes, Grandpa will wake up soon, when he wakes up he'll be able to see Little Han. Little Han, let's go back first, Grandpa will come back later."

  But the normally obedient Leng Bing Han was now being very stubborn, no matter what Li Yuanfen said, he didn't even flinch when she slapped his buttocks twice.

  Actually, Li Yuafen was also anxious earlier. So many things have happened in the past two days that she is already at her wit's end. Now Ling Bing has added to the chaos, but after hitting him, she immediately regretted it and secretly blamed herself for being able to hit such a well-behaved son.

  Before long, Leng Qingyuan really woke up, in good spirits and speaking clearly. As soon as he woke up, he shouted that his stomach was hungry and ate the food sent by Li Huifen cleanly. Then, he made a fuss about wanting to be discharged from the hospital, saying that even if he died, he would die at home.

  The doctor and nurse witnessed this miracle, a flurry of activity, moving all the equipment, also the only some equipment to give him a thorough examination, the conclusion was surprisingly very healthy, seeing this conclusion, everyone was stunned.

  Li Yuafen was also stunned on the side, thinking about what her son had said earlier, was all of this just a coincidence, or did her son really have an extraordinary talent as rumored outside?

  Before long, Leng Yun also received the news and rushed over, grasping the director's hand and thanking him repeatedly for their superb medical skills. The director was so flustered that his face turned red one moment and pale the next, thinking to himself: Could it be that some medicine had an unexpected effect? No way, he thought, I'll have to study this carefully later. If there really is a discovery to be made, I'll make a name for myself and gain wealth and fame.

  After obtaining the hospital's consent, Leng Yun'ai completed the discharge procedures and took his father home. Along the way, the whole family was in high spirits, surrounding Leng Qingyuan, who had originally had one foot already in the grave, leaving people who learned about the true situation along the way stunned.

  In the following days, due to Qingyuan's miraculous recovery from his illness, his headaches and fever also disappeared without a trace. The gloom that had been hanging over the family was swept away, and everyone in the household was delighted. A happy life returned once again.

  Behind the cold, icy smile hid tears. He knew that such happy moments would only last for a short seven days. After seven days, Grandpa would leave again and there wouldn't be any miracles. Of course, he didn't say anything, but instead tried his best to stay by Grandpa's side, cherishing every minute and second.

  Seven days later, Grandpa finally left, sitting in a rattan chair outside the house basking in the sun, with a happy smile on his face when he went.

  Watching everyone rush past in a panic, the cold and icy tears could not be restrained and burst forth, streaming down his face. He did not go any closer, but instead gazed up at the floating clouds in the sky and shouted loudly: Grandpa, goodbye!