Chapter 1137

“Resurrect Ye Yu?”

The moment that suggestion was voiced, Ying Huo and Little White’s eyes lit up—only to dim again the next second.

Little White muttered, “Big Brother’s divine soul has completely dispersed. How could he possibly be resurrected?”

Ying Huo said nothing, but her expression clearly agreed.

If it were possible to resurrect Ye Yu, she would have acted long ago—there’d be no need to wait until now.

Yu Buxia spoke softly, “Nothing is impossible. It’s true Ye Yu’s soul scattered, but that doesn’t mean he can’t reincarnate anew. Ying Huo, you told me before that Ye Yu’s rapid cultivation was because he was the reincarnation of a divine being. If he could reincarnate once, why not a second time?”

At these words, Ying Huo’s eyes gleamed again.

Of course—how had she forgotten that Ye Yu could be reborn?

Yu Buxia then pointed at Little White. “You told us that before he died, Ye Yu said to Yan Cheng Daoren that when he returned to the Divine Realm, he would make Yan Cheng Daoren suffer grievously. Doesn’t that imply he knew he could reincarnate? Otherwise, how could he speak so confidently?”

Little White stomped the ground with his hoof. “Right—when you put it like that, everything makes sense!”

Seeing their spirits roused, Yu Buxia pressed her advantage. “Now, don’t just sit there—start searching all the texts on reincarnation and rebirth. See what useful information you can find. Waiting idly in the Divine Realm is pointless!”

Ying Huo and Little White nodded vigorously and immediately set to work.

Watching them leave, Yu Buxia sighed softly. Reincarnation? Easier said than done. In the Divine Realm, countless beings fall each day, but throughout history true rebirth has been achieved by only a handful. Each one bore immense fortune and favorable conditions—both heaven’s timing and earth’s blessing must align. The odds were vanishingly small, especially when the soul was utterly annihilated like Ye Yu’s.

But to lift Ying Huo and Little White out of despair, for now it was the only path.

Over the next six months, Ying Huo and Little White scoured every divine alliance for ancient tomes on rebirth. If they met someone cooperative who would share, Little White greeted them with a friendly smile when departing. If faced with unwilling scholars, Little White snarled to frighten them into compliance. In their eyes, any divinity blocking Ye Yu’s resurrection deserved to die.

Their ruthless methods shot both of them up the Evil Rankings—surpassing even the flesh-and-blood evil god Shen Kangren, and eclipsing Ying Huo’s previous peak. Yet neither cared for rankings; all their focus was on resurrecting Ye Yu.

As the saying goes, “Diligence begets success.” Their efforts indeed uncovered some clues. True reincarnation required indomitable willpower and was fraught with hardship. External aid could do little, but there existed a means to locate those who had already succeeded. Though reincarnated souls appeared ordinary, their fortune aura was entirely different. By learning a secret technique, one could sense these reborn souls within a million li.

Upon learning this method, Ying Huo and Little White were ecstatic and told Yu Buxia, “We’re setting out to the Lower Five Realms to find Ye Yu’s reincarnation!”

“Though we don’t know which realm he’s in, if we search everywhere, we’ll surely find him!”

Yu Buxia’s heart froze. “You’re gods—how can you leave the Divine Realm?”

“Just find Wuwang Mountain,” Ying Huo said. “I once passed through there to search the Lower Five Realms for my divine body. If I go again, it should be fine—at worst, I sacrifice my current divine body again.”

As she spoke, her eyes shone with fanatic zeal. Little White nodded in agreement.

Yu Buxia felt a chill. She knew Wuwang Mountain all too well: a forbidden zone of the divine, entered only by those with no other choice. Tales of nine out of ten dying were optimistic—the true survival rate was one in ten thousand. Ying Huo’s prior luck was a fluke; how could she think she’d survive it again?

“No way!” Yu Buxia tried to dissuade them, but seeing their resolve, she knew her words were useless.

So she changed tack. “Wuwang Mountain is mysterious—its location shifts over time, so finding it depends on fate. You two stay in Balance City for now. I’ll use my connections to pinpoint its location—far more efficient.”

Ying Huo smiled. “Really?”

“Of course,” Yu Buxia replied, waving her hand. “As the Balance Goddess, I have friends everywhere. Just wait for my good news!”

Yu Buxia then turned to contact her network—truly contacting them, but not to reveal Wuwang Mountain’s location. Instead, she tasked them: the moment you locate Wuwang Mountain, conceal it with array formations so Ying Huo and Little White can never find it!

Connections truly were miraculous: matters that normally seemed impossible resolved as simply as one plus one.

Half an hour later, Yu Buxia received word from her friend Guo Jiukai: “I’ve found Wuwang Mountain near the Divine Tomb Forest. I’m about to shroud it with an array. How’s that for efficiency, brother?”

Yu Buxia’s heart leapt. “Your speed is impressive, but your array skills are lacking. I’ll come myself. By the way, here are some ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) divine pills as a reward.”

After ending the Communication Stone link, Yu Buxia glanced around to ensure no one was watching and then raced toward the Divine Tomb Forest.

Unbeknownst to her, Ying Huo and Little White lurked nearby, watching her every move.