After listening to Ailena's account, Yang Yu furrowed his brow.

Due to the magic power accumulating in the body from the herbal medicine, affecting absorption, he gained the so-called 'antidrug resistance'.

Not only this, but there was much in Mingtu Saiqiute's words that was worth pondering.

The earliest taming of magic power... it implies that magic indeed did not exist from the very beginning.

Yang Yu asked, "Besides the exact translation, did the former Queen ever say anything that was hard to understand?"

Ailena thought carefully for a while and said, "Come to think of it, I remember the former Queen said something particularly hard to understand, something like 'Magic and magic power both originate from minutely carved objects'."

"What does that mean?"

"Not sure, she didn't explain it to me."

Yang Yu continued trying to extract some information from Ailena, but this was all Ailena knew.

Mingtu Saiqiute of the former Queen usually wouldn't voluntarily talk about particularly strange matters, and even if she did, Ailena might not have listened seriously or just laughed it off.

Continuing to ask might not yield anything.

So, Yang Yu ended the conversation and headed to the next stop—Qinghe Volcano.

Leaving the Wansheng Republic, Yang Yu and his group didn't know when they would return here again.

Perhaps not until just before the Demon King's descent.

A year ago, due to insufficient strength, Yang Yu had asked Bai Jin to wait a little longer.

Now, he didn't want to delay any further.

Greeting the Blazing Fire Clan residing in Qinghe Volcano, hoping they could assist if a sudden situation arose, Yang Yu and his group trekked along the rugged ridges of the volcano, directly reaching the crater.

The crater of Qinghe Volcano was as always, with wisps of gray smoke drifting and the area permeated with an acrid smell.

Walking to the edge of the crater, looking down, one could see the slowly flowing crimson magma.

Standing at the edge of the crater, waves of heat rolled in, Yang Yu opened the panel and said to Bai Jin behind him:

"Bai Jin, get ready immediately.

Confirm that thing is destroyed, and we leave right away, without stopping.

Who knows if those Curse Sect guys are laying an ambush."

"Okay."

Carefully approaching the crater, Bai Jin's heart couldn't stop accelerating, pounding with excitement.

As long as she could completely destroy the Abyss Gate, she could complete her father's task and fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Bai Jin had a premonition that things wouldn't end so simply.

But she was no longer the same as she was two years ago, not only had her strength greatly improved, she also met reliable partners.

She believed that, in the future, no matter what happens, she would be able to handle it well.

Raising her hand, Bai Jin's palm shone with light, and the black ping-pong ball-shaped Abyss Gate appeared in her hand.

Something seemed to be calling her from within the Abyss Gate, urging her to seek strength, but Bai Jin remained unmoved.

Without hesitation, taking a deep breath, Bai Jin forcefully tossed the Abyss Gate into the searing magma.

Like a stone falling into a pond, magma splashed up, gradually engulfing the Abyss Gate.

However, as the bead sank into the magma, the destroy task on Yang Yu's panel was not completed.

Aware of something amiss, Yang Yu quickly patted Bai Jin on the shoulder:

"Bai Jin, do you still have a connection with that bead?"

Bai Jin didn't respond at all, maintaining the posture of throwing the Abyss Gate, standing dazedly at the edge of the volcano.

"Bai Jin! Answer me!"

Grasping Bai Jin's shoulders, Yang Yu shook her vigorously, intending to snap her back to reality, but Bai Jin's expression remained dazed, with flames burning in her eyes.

At that moment, Bai Jin's gaze seemed to connect with the Abyss Gate sinking into the magma, her vision filled with fiery red.

Some memories that did not belong to Bai Jin surfaced before her eyes.

What appeared first was a barmaid who looked very much like her but far more beautiful.

"How's your research on ancient texts recently? Don't just run to the bar to drink whenever you encounter a problem."

As the scene shifted, the barmaid blushed with a flushed face.

"You always come to the bar just to see me... It's embarrassing that you can say such a thing."

"Oh? You're asking if I can marry you—well, I really don't know what to do with you—reluctantly, I'll accept your proposal!"

As the scene shifted again, the woman was in a wedding gown, smiling at Bai Jin.

"Today is the wedding, don't be so skittish, dear."

Another shift, and the woman with a large belly placed a pair of hands over it, smiling happily.

"Look, the child is kicking me. I've thought about it, I like white Mujin flowers. If it's a girl, she'll be called Bai Jin. As for a boy, I'll leave it up to you to decide..."

The scene froze here, and Bai Jin instantly realized the woman before her was her mother, and knew this was her father's memory.

It was the first time she truly saw her mother, her lips trembling, wanting to call out to the cheerful, lively woman in the memory and say "mother."

But the warm hues in the memory suddenly turned cold and somber...

The next scene was unbelievably dark, with thunder and rain roaring outside, and amidst the cries of a baby, there was a man's sobbing.

Bai Jin knew her mother had passed away.

Soon after, Bai Jin saw a massive reef.

White powder danced in the air as her father scattered her mother's ashes into the sea.

Immediately, a flood of incomprehensible texts and blueprints were poured into Bai Jin's mind.

Her father tried to numb himself with work... but... he didn't succeed, instead drowning his sorrows in alcohol day and night.

At that moment, in the vast dark night, a man in a black suit appeared holding a strange lantern chandelier. He said:

"It's all the goddess's reckless doing; your wife's death is entirely not your fault but that of the goddess, who toys with our fate from high above.

You shouldn't believe in any goddess; you should believe in yourself. Curse the goddess with us!

What we should truly believe in is the demon who is willing to reward our effort.

As long as you're willing to give for the Demon Lord, with your talent, the Demon Lord will surely fulfill your wish and bring your wife back to your side!"

The man's words seemed to possess a special magic, and Bai Jin's father moved step by step towards the man with the lantern.

"Don't go... Master, Father..."

Even knowing it was a memory, Bai Jin couldn't help but cry out.

But precisely because it was a memory, Bai Jin had no way to stop her father from doing everything he could to resurrect his beloved.

He did away with heretics for the Curse Sect, searched for sacrifices, and spent days and nights researching curse magic...

Year after year.

Then, he finally gained the qualification to converse with the demon.

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