While she was drifting between life and death, Xiao Yue pondered about her manner of death. In her previous life, she also died after receiving a vicious stab. She did not remember who stabbed her; after all that time people were running around in a panic to get away from the rampaging soldiers.
Xiao Yue wondered if she was going to be revived in another body or if she was going to die for real. It was rather selfish to ask to get another chance in life, was it not? She should consider herself lucky. Her second life included a short-lived romance. It was definitely enriching her short stay in the mortal realm.
Now, where is the fabled Underworld Gate?
Xiao Yue opened her eyes and did not see the underworld sky. In fact, she was staring at the ceiling of a regular house.
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