Once, the Demon Spirit Wood, Mu Ping'an, left a branch hairpin for Shen Youling. He then destroyed the Medical Immortal Sect before entering a deep slumber within the primeval forest.
While Mu Ping'an slept, a mysterious entity called out to him ceaselessly. Now, within Shen Youling's dream, that very same voice was calling to her. The voice originated from the hairpin, which had shattered into a stream of light and merged with her mind. It was so warm and kind, like a mother's, making it easy for Shen Youling to trust it and lose herself in its call.
Yet another voice, one that sounded exactly like her own, would always emerge at crucial moments, making her feel alert and vigilant. No matter how she listened, her own voice felt safer and far more trustworthy. She wanted to walk in the opposite direction, to get as far away from the mysterious entity as possible, but the ferocious beasts and monsters chasing her only grew in number.
