Chapter 1675 My Master
Vanessa knew that the laws of the heavens couldn't be defied.
If it hadn't been for Wynter, Astrid and Steve would've moved into the house at the city center with the money from selling her-a place she could've never afforded while alive. Krishen would've been accepted into a top school, rising to success and praised for his brilliance.
Considering Astrid's overbearing character, she would surely oppress her daughter-in-law while doting on her grandsons.
As for Vanessa, she would've been remembered as nothing more than a shameless, greedy girl who sold her body. The Chadwicks were too embarrassed to give her a proper burial, leading her soul to linger around the hotel.
Vanessa could foresee her family thriving off her death, but the future had changed with Wynter's interference. Yet, that intervention came at a cost Wynter had to bear.
As a malevolent spirit, Vanessa could sense the personal burdens weighing on Wynter. She realized that Wynter had borne the price for changing her fate. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her demeanor softened. Understanding her feelings, Wynter ruffled her hair and said, "The underworld guards will be here soon. You've been a kind soul. You'll definitely live well in your next life."
Vanessa recognized the sacrifices Wynter had made to ensure her peaceful departure. She knew better than anyone the dangers of letting such personal burdens fester.
At that moment, the surrounding noises suddenly faded. Vanessa realized that the underworld guards had arrived.
Instead of ascending to the afterlife, she turned to Wynter and smiled. 'I'd like to acknowledge you as my master. I know you possess a Soul Commanding Badge that has yet to awaken, and I'm the perfect soul for it." With that, Vanessa took a leap and merged with the Soul Commanding Badge. The badge began to quiver under the stir of the wraithlord's soul.
The sky darkened to a bloody red, and Wynter felt the personal burdens weighing on her grow heavier. But instead of sinking into her body, they flowed into the Soul Commanding Badge.
As Whitley watched the scene, he fell into deep thoughts.
"Wake up, my child. It's time to rise. You lazy bum, your peers will be leaving the mountains soon,' a gentle and familiar voice called.
It echoed as the Soul Commanding Badge stirred, yet Wynter couldn't place who it was.
"I've told you countless times to meditate with a clear mind, but you're always caught up in your thoughts," the voice continued
Wynter attempted to hold onto the voice, but other voices began to overlap.
"Come on, kid. I caught a wyrm for you. You'll love it."
"She's not interested in those. She only has eyes for handsome men."
The third voice interjected, "Shut up, you two! I'm trying to read her fortune."
"What for? Our mentor has affirmed that she'll elevate her swordsmanship to the divine realm and ascend to the highest level of the Arcane Way!"
"But what about the repression from the heavenly laws?" a ghostly voice asked worriedly.
"Who cares about the heavenly laws? She's got us!"
The young man's cheerful voice felt oddly familiar, though it was fleeting. A heavy sigh was then heard, as if something had happened.
"Remember, my child. The heavenly laws repress," he said.
But she didn't care about the repression from the heavenly laws. She sought definitive clarity, with no shades of gray.
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