The Trials of Rebirth

I looked disgusted, seeing him rub himself before recovering, squinting and saying, “Upper God, you called me here, didn’t treat me to a meal, didn’t give me a raise. Did you just want me to help you bait fish?”

He gave me a sidelong glance: “Do I look like someone that bored?”

“Yes…”

Silence…

The Upper God coughed twice, put down the fish basket, with a serious expression: “Three days from now, it will be the time when your soul is unsealed. When the soul returns, you’ll have a task to complete.”

I instinctively looked around, seeing no mission god present. I blinked, “What task?”

The Upper God’s pupils contracted slightly, speaking slowly: “You might not know, a thousand years ago, you led troops to ambush the Ghost King, but there are too many doubts. The Ghost King’s cultivation is powerful, beyond comparison with ordinary people. Dozens of high-level immortals couldn’t contain him, let alone some divine soldiers. If you truly wanted to kill him, how could you do something so uncertain?”

“Does Upper God suspect someone instigated conflict back then, deliberately leading me and Mu Chuan into a trap, causing our falling out?” Seeing him nod, I frowned and thought for a moment, “You want me to find the mastermind when my memories return?”

“Indeed. With such an immortal around, the divine realm is unstable, and it’s dangerous for you. When the soul returns, due to the overwhelming memories, some will definitely be forgotten.”

If you catch those memories, you must forcibly remember them, don’t let them escape.”

I shook my head. “I can’t guarantee that.”

After all, no immortal has had such an experience, and no one knows what will happen.

The Upper God pondered for a moment. “You’re right. With the soul returning to the body, we don’t even know if life can be preserved, let alone capturing scattered soul fragments.”

I looked at him. The True Woman hadn’t told me about this – she only said it might not succeed, but didn’t mention risking my life. I swallowed and hugged his leg, wailing, “Upper God, save me! I don’t want that soul anymore. I’m fine as I am!”

“There’s a way to help you pass through safely, and without much effort.”

“What way!”

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