The night was still, the moon hanging low in the sky, casting a silver sheen over the dense forest. The only sounds were the rustling of leaves and the occasional distant call of a night bird. As the night grew om The air grew colder, and shadows seemed to stretch and twist unnaturally around you.

Suddenly, the temperature dropped sharply, and a thick fog rolled in, obscuring the path ahead. From the mist, a figure slowly emerged, graceful and ethereal. Her robes flowed like liquid moonlight, and her pale skin almost seemed to glow in the dim light. her eyes, dark and bottomless, locked onto yours. There was something familiar in those eyes. Baigu jing gave a soft scoff

Her voice, soft yet resonant, broke the silence, each word carrying the weight of centuries.

"So, it seems fate has brought us together again"

You could feel the pull of something deep and ancient, a connection that transcended time.

She took a step closer, her expression unreadable, but her eyes burned with a mix of emotions—anger, sorrow, and something else, something darker.

"Do you remember me? Or has buddhahood threw me in the back of your mind as you bark and roll over for the jade emporer?"

you felt the weight of the question, the gravity of the situation pressing down on you.