Supernatural Brokers Rampaging in the Human World

death was the very catalyst for your awakening. Both Yuan Junyuan and Mu Linlang have reincarnated into good families, Ma’am-you have nothing to worry about.”

Even though Feng Bei had explained it this thoroughly, Su Yang still felt a knot in her heart that she couldn’t untangle. After all, she was an evil ghost who had devoured her parents’ flesh and blood to revive herself. Her father’s death allowed her mother to carry her, and her mother’s death awakened her power.

Born as an evil ghost crawling out of the depths of Hell, she’d been given a warm, tender name. And though the name symbolized her parents’ blessings and hopes for her, it brought her no peace.

Su Yang felt she might be overthinking, but she couldn’t help herself. She was the Realm Lord of the netherworld, born without parents, just a cluster of Spiritual Qi. Yet now, she felt like an unnecessary presence. For her to come into existence, two lives were prematurely ended. Why did things have to be this way? Was it simply because she was an infant spirit?

Chen Zhao had accompanied Su Yang here. When he received Feng Bei’s SOS message, he was a bit surprised. He had originally wanted to let Su Yang decide whether she wanted to share this with him or not, but now she had fallen into this spiral of self-doubt?

Though he didn’t know exactly what Feng Bei had said, Chen Zhao could more or less piece it together. He entered the study to see a dazed, soul-lost girl.

“What’s wrong? Why does my Nuan look so downcast?” Chen Zhao pinched Su Yang’s cheeks lightly, trying to bring her back to her senses.

Su Yang shook her head, staring off into space for a moment before suddenly hurling herself into Chen Zhao’s embrace. “Why didn’t you kill me back then?” she muttered, her voice muffled as she buried her head against his chest.

Feng Bei glanced around awkwardly, then tactfully left the room.

“How could I bear to…” Chen Zhao sighed and guided Su Yang to sit on the sofa with him. “In my impulsiveness, I did think about harming you… But at that moment, when I saw your eyes, I just couldn’t do it, not even for a second.

“All I could manage was to lock you away, somewhere I couldn’t see you. If I couldn’t see you, then I wouldn’t have to face my soft-heartedness-because I knew if I gave in even a little, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from letting you out.”

“Nuan, I won’t lie. It’s impossible to say I wasn’t angry-it was a plan I had been orchestrating for a century, and I was so close to success. But then it all fell apart because of a few manipulative words from the Heavenly Path. What angered me even more, though, was myself. Once I calmed down, I realized it was my own fault. I failed to give you what you truly wanted, and that’s why you were deceived by the Heavenly Path.

I did love you, but I was so consumed by hatred for the Heavenly Path that I repeatedly neglected to show my love for you. You, who had never experienced affection since you were born, desperately craved it. When I think about it now, it was almost inevitable that you would be moved by the Heavenly Path’s sweet lies.

It’s just unfortunate that I didn’t realize this until after I received the news of your death. By then, the tides had already turned against me, and I knew continuing to fight was futile. I entrusted your soul to Feng Bei and had it placed beneath a mandala flower along the River of Three Paths. As for my own soul, I sent it to the Human Realm to be nourished, waiting for the right moment to return.

That wait lasted three thousand years. The Human Realm flourished during that time, while my spiritual power and scattered soul fragments slowly gathered together. It took three millennia to complete the process before I could reincarnate. Feng Bei also found a suitable vessel to house your infant spirit. Back then, the Heavenly Path used ‘Chen Zhao’ to tempt you. And now, Chen Zhao is standing before you. Will you love him this time?”

“I love you,” Su Yang softly said as she raised her head from his embrace and planted a kiss on his chin. Yet before she could retreat, Chen Zhao flipped the dynamic, pressing his lips against hers and taking the lead.

As their lips entwined, Chen Zhao’s thoughts wandered back to distant memories. Back then, Su Yang had only been an infant spirit. Unlike those formed through the loss of life-such as infant spirits born out of abortions-she had no parents. She was created from the final remnants of spiritual power left by the previous Lord of the Netherworld.

Since infant spirits are formed from Spiritual Qi, it is this same energy they need to grow. Chen Zhao had brought her close to him, but he didn’t take care of her himself. He didn’t have the patience to deal with an infant, even if it was a ghost baby that wouldn’t cry or wail. Instead, he left her in the care of one of his subordinates-a sentient plant spirit. To this day, Chen Zhao couldn’t even recall the name of that plant.

Her existence was tied to the netherworld, so she mostly remained there, and Chen Zhao seldom saw her.

The next time she appeared before him, she had already grown into a young girl-about fifteen or sixteen years old by human standards, though in truth, only three or four years had passed since her creation.

By that point, she was old enough to serve other purposes, and Chen Zhao gave her the name Su Yang. He taught her how to kill, then how to use vengeful ghosts to enhance her power.

As for the plant spirit that had stayed by Su Yang’s side all those years, perhaps it followed her to the Human Realm on one of her assignments. There, it fell in love with a human and eventually died.

At that time, Su Yang’s power had grown significantly, making her an invaluable asset to Chen Zhao. So, he kept her by his side. She wasn’t the only female subordinate under his command, but she was certainly the closest one to him. Perhaps due to some complicated attachment-like the dependency of a fledgling bird-she was the only one who shamelessly clung to him with such tenacity.

Over time, he grew to accept it, tacitly allowing her presence. Looking back now, whether it was in their past life or this one, whether she was the Lord of the Netherworld or just an ordinary young girl, her one enduring skill seemed to be her relentless determination. And somehow, that very trait managed to affect him. Who knew when this karmic bond between them truly began?

It was obvious to anyone that Su Yang had ulterior motives toward him. Was it possible that he, of all people, couldn’t see it? Perhaps as Chen Zhao, he could see it. But as Xuanran, he couldn’t. And back then, he was only Xuanran.

Su Yang was like a blade in his hands-one that fit so perfectly, almost inseparably. If he wanted her to kill the Emperor of the Human Realm and steal the Human Path for him, she would deliver it without hesitation. If he demanded that she pluck out her own eyes to substitute them with the nether path, she would do it without a second thought.

Her current eyes were an incomplete form of the nether path, much like Chen Zhao’s eyes encompassed the Immortal Path.

When Su Yang died, the nether path was extracted by the Heavenly Path. However, the Heavenly Path had not anticipated that a portion of the nether path would remain in Su Yang’s eyes. As a result, part of it scattered into the netherworld along with her soul.

The reason their eyes could perceive the truths of all existence lay in the transformative power contained within them. However, Chen Zhao’s power was undeniably greater.

These realizations only came to him after his memories returned. As a silent observer, he had relived the entirety of their shared existence. How could he, carrying such deep feelings for Su Yang, bear to hold any resentment against her?

To him, Su Yang was merely a child-one who loved him yet never had the chance to grow up.

This world was inherently unfair. If anyone else had done what she had, they would have surely lost their life long ago.

Nothing in this world is less rational than love.

Chen Zhao thought so, and Feng Bei thought the same.

Feng Bei’s mind drifted back to Mu Linlang twenty-five years ago.

Twenty-five years earlier, Mu Linlang fled the Mu Family. Her departure wasn’t solely because Mu Chenzhou had demanded she marry a cousin she didn’t love, but because she had been deceived by members of her clan and nearly turned into a cultivation furnace.

Mu Linlang’s unique constitution had been discovered by her ex-boyfriend, a collateral relative of the Mu Family. Initially, his plan was simply to trick her, an innocent young lady barely acquainted with the real world, so he could use her to secure better cultivation resources and a brighter future for himself. But to his astonishment, Mu Linlang turned out to possess the exceedingly rare furnace constitution.

The collateral relative’s cultivation advanced far too rapidly, and the truth couldn’t stay hidden for long. Under interrogation and threats, he revealed everything about Mu Linlang. Soon, the truth reached Mu Chenzhou.

The first idea that came to Mu Chenzhou’s mind was to marry Mu Linlang off to the most talented member of the family, so she could bear a child capable of summoning their clan’s divine beast.

Everyone went mad-everyone except Mu Linlang and her terminally ill mother. Mu Linlang’s mother helped her escape from the family. Along the way, she crossed paths with Feng Bei, and together, they struck a deal.

Mu Linlang, unwilling to submit to a talented member of the family, nevertheless agreed to bear a child with a man she barely knew in order to protect her mother and, perhaps out of spite, to defy her family.

Love truly knows no logic.