Chapter 670 551: Pei Yuhang and Shang Miaoyan

Shang Miaoyan slowly opened her eyes, her vision a blur.

She frowned slightly as she took in the familiar decor of the hall.

'This is the Saintess Hall?'

'How did I get here? I remember…'

Shang Miaoyan tried to recall what had happened, but her head throbbed with pain, and she couldn't remember a thing.

"Fan Xuan, Fan Ya!"

Shang Miaoyan took out a Golden Bell and shook it.

Soon, a young woman in a purple palace dress entered the hall. It was Fan Ya.

"My head hurts. Have the Elixir Room send over something to calm my nerves."

"Yes, Holy Daughter."

Just as Fan Ya was about to turn and leave, Shang Miaoyan stopped her.

"Wait. Where is your sister? Where did Fan Xuan go? Didn't I summon her as well?"

Sensing the displeasure in Shang Miaoyan's tone, Fan Ya said in alarm:

"Your Holiness... I have always been the only one serving you. And I do not have a sister named Fan Xuan."

Hearing Fan Ya's words, which were too panicked to be a lie, Shang Miaoyan narrowed her eyes.

"Alright, you may go."

She dismissed Fan Ya with a neutral expression, then went to her study to look through the Saintess Hall's servant roster. In the column for personal maids, only Fan Ya's name was written. There was no one named Fan Xuan.

'Something isn't right.'

Shang Miaoyan pressed her lips together, sensing that something was amiss with the Saintess Hall she found herself in.

But no matter how hard she tried to remember who Fan Xuan was, she couldn't recall her face. The name was just a vague presence in her mind.

'Perhaps... I'm hallucinating?'

Just as she was hesitating, she suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

A dangerous glint appeared in Shang Miaoyan's eyes. 'Who would be so bold as to enter my bedchambers without my permission?'

She quietly hid behind a screen painting. When she saw the face of the person who entered, her heart suddenly began to race.

'Is that... Xiaohan?'

Pei Yuhang had obviously just finished bathing. A faint mist still clung to him, and his long, black hair cascaded over his shoulders, the ends still beaded with droplets of water.

He wore only a thin, white bathing robe, its collar slightly open to reveal his elegant collarbones. He had a clean and refreshing air about him.

"Holy Daughter, I have come to attend to you tonight."

"..."

Shang Miaoyan swallowed, then slowly stepped out from behind the screen.

Pei Yuhang glanced at her, a flicker of resistance in his eyes, but he ultimately closed the door and windows before slowly untying the Jade Belt at his waist.

...

Afterward, as Shang Miaoyan watched Pei Yuhang silently get dressed and turn to leave, she suddenly noticed a ring of scars on his finger.

"Xiaohan, what happened to your finger?"

"You bit me three days ago, of course."

There was a trace of self-mockery in Pei Yuhang's voice. 'After destroying the ring Qianqian gave me, she's asking about this on purpose. She's just trying to humiliate me.'

'I can't stand to be with this woman for another moment. I have to start planning my escape from the Yin Yang Sacred Land in the next couple of days.'

'I have to get back to the Abyssal Sea Palace and save everyone!'

After Pei Yuhang left, Shang Miaoyan frowned slightly, a strange feeling lingering in her heart.

'Strange... why does everything that happened today feel so familiar?'

She murmured to herself, her fingertips gently brushing the corner of her lips. 'It's as if, at some point in the past, I've experienced this exact same scene…'

'If this sense of déjà vu isn't just a delusion, then in a few days, Xiaohan will disguise himself as a Maid heading out to gather supplies and try to escape.'

'I remember searching for him for days without success. In the end, it was the people from the Law Enforcement Hall who found him.'

Shang Miaoyan couldn't be sure if these sudden memory fragments were prophetic dreams or simply her imagination.

But she knew that if she just waited and watched for a few days, the answer would reveal itself.

「A few days later, at the small eastern gate of the Saintess Hall.」

A "Maid" in a palace dress kept her head low, holding a Token as she carefully disabled the Restriction outside the hall.

The moment "she" was about to step out of the Sacred Land, several figures shot out from the bushes and treetops, subduing "her" with lightning speed.

The hood was roughly yanked off, revealing a handsome face that, despite being carefully made up, couldn't conceal its masculine features.

Pei Yuhang's heart sank to the pit of his stomach, his eyes filled with shock and indignation.

'How could this happen? According to the original plan, I was supposed to escape the Saintess Hall successfully and only get caught by the Law Enforcement Hall later because of a moment of carelessness!'

'Where did it all go wrong?!'

He had no idea that he had walked right into a trap set by Shang Miaoyan.

The Female Cultivators mercilessly dragged him back to the Saintess Hall and, on her orders, threw him into a confinement chamber.

Shang Miaoyan stood quietly by the window, gazing at the helpless yet defiant figure in the confinement chamber, the corners of her lips unconsciously curling into a pleased smile.

Her smile held a hint of amusement, the smug satisfaction of being in complete control, and an inscrutable, deeper meaning.

"Those extra memories... they were real after all."

Shang Miaoyan whispered, her eyes gleaming. "This means I now know all of Xiaohan's future escape routes and plans from the Yin Yang Sacred Land."

"He'll never escape from the palm of my hand~"

...

「Thirty-five years passed in the blink of an eye.」

Pei Yuhang tried to escape many times, but his every move was under Shang Miaoyan's watchful eye.

With her fragments of future memories, Shang Miaoyan had become the woman who knew him best in the entire world.

Coupled with her esteemed status in the Yin Yang Sacred Land, she could change sect rules and close loopholes at will, making security in the Sacred Land even stricter.

This turned their game of cat and mouse into a one-sided hunt, leaving Pei Yuhang with no chance of escape.