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"First, we must clarify one thing: what truly constitutes death for Yuyuzi?"

Jia Ji posed a question, then added: "Just as a fragile human dies from even a small hole in the heart, a yao can survive even after losing its entire heart. Don't humans and yao have different definitions of death?"

Because this fantasy world genuinely contains hell and the netherworld.

Losing the physical body that allows activity in the mortal realm, yet retaining the soul—that can be called death, but not true death.

Death is not the end; forgetting is.

True death is forgetting.

Complete and utter annihilation of existence.

Generally, the soul does not remember its past life, but instead becomes a white, mochi-like spirit.

Those who retain their form and mental capacity are almost always vengeful spirits or malevolent spirits—beings unable to attain enlightenment, whose very nature has been utterly twisted and imprisoned in hell unless they possess some divine technique to escape—though that would probably be called a 【Anti-Hell King】 (laughs).

Yagumo Shizu nodded, because the thing trailing behind the yoki was the very entity Jia Ji had irreverently called "O-ko-nyo"—if it became that, how could it still be called Saigyouji Yuyuzi?

"And the most critical point is that her soul is tightly bound to the Saigyou Yao, and the dominant force is the original body—the Yellow Spring cherry tree in the netherworld—not the pitifully weak human soul." Jia Ji paused, then continued: "Therefore, the best solution is to free Yuyuzi's wraith from the Saigyou Yao 's binding and restore her memories from life."

Yuyuzi, who had listened to all of it in confusion, fell silent for a long while, then reached a conclusion—

She would still die, but would continue to exist afterward in another form: a special wraith retaining her memories. But was that even possible?

"Don't worry." Jia Ji stood up to reassure her, waved his hand, clenched his fist, and roared, "Because—the power of love is infinite!"

Though we can't summon a muscle-bound black-and-white here, we have a far stronger Super Hokuto man!

The white bandages wrapped around his arms suddenly exploded, muscle fibers swelling and stretching his clothes to the brink of rupture; in an instant, gales surged, light flared, transforming him into a wildly muscular, hyper-masculine art style.

Standing amid blazing blue flames, he punched upward toward the sky—his ferocious fistwind shattered earth and mountains, and rays of hopeful sunlight poured through cracks in the clouds, illuminating him in radiant glory.

Though rare, if the link between the Saigyou Yao and Yuyuzi were severed, a lifespan limitation would still exist between Yagumo Shizu and Yuyuzi.

But if Yuyuzi becomes a wraith retaining her memories, all problems vanish—including the lifespan limitation.

"That does make sense." Yagumo Shizu imagined a timeline where the wraith Yuyuzi forgot her—and shuddered involuntarily. That kind of thing… no, never.

"I'm gonna crush your sugar beet!" Jia Ji's art style slightly reverted as he turned to the yoki sage, grinning, raising an eyebrow, wearing a look that begged to be punched.

Spring Snow, shatter!

Lifespan limitation, shatter!

Thousand-Year Pair, continue!

Fūken Yūka, who had grown slightly stronger and regained some power in that short time, glanced at him, surprised that his mind was unexpectedly sharp—not at all like his appearance suggested.

"So, what exactly are you planning to do? Who are you going to find?"

Fūken Yūka didn't believe in love or aura—after all, she herself had been dragged here by Jia Ji.

What exactly had Jia Ji done in the gap that made the Flower Tyrant not only refrain from killing him, but actually leave her sunflower field to deal with the Saigyou Yao and join the Lunar War?

Even the eloquent Yagumo Shizu had failed to stir even a flicker of interest in Fūken Yūka.

But Yagumo Shizu had never single-handedly defeated Fūken Yūka; though her strange abilities had caused the Flower Tyrant considerable trouble, to make Fūken Yūka listen, one needed sufficient power.

Jia Ji, who had directly defeated her, had merely earned the right to be taken seriously—he was still far from convincing her.

So, was it flower food… cough, of course not!

At this time, the black-and-white mouse and her magical mushrooms had not yet appeared, so there was no risk of veering into an 18X timeline.

"I didn't do anything—just prepared to crack sunflower seeds in front of her… Where did I get the seeds? Well, weren't there plenty all over that huge flower field earlier?"

If Fūken Yūka remained unmoved under these circumstances, Jia Ji would resort to his Shura tactics—feed the seeds to the flower yoki!

So ruthless, even the notorious yoki sage found it extreme.

Invincible. Truly invincible.

Cracking sunflower seeds openly before the Flower Mother—word of this would spread across all worlds, and everyone would give Jia Ji a thumbs-up, calling him this.

Yet even this would surely fail to move the iron-hearted Fūken Yūka—even threatening her, "Sis, you don't want your sunflower field destroyed, do you?" had zero effect.

She was a woman without a weakness.

So Jia Ji unleashed his final move—"Hōrai Gyoku-shi."

"The legendary 'Hōrai Gyoku-shi' is actually just a branch of the Udan flower, which exists only in the Lunar Capital. There is a plant on earth called Udan-hana, which rarely blooms—but nothing like this exaggeration. It's merely a misinterpretation; it's still just a plant, utterly different from the one in the Lunar Capital."

"How about it? You'd really like to see it, wouldn't you?"

He had, without doubt, piqued Fūken Yūka's interest.

"Silver branches, golden stems, fruits of jade… the Udan flower said to possess unparalleled beauty…"

How could a yoki who loved flowers pass up such a chance to behold its splendor?

……

"With a quick calculation, all I need to do is find a white-haired doctor in red-and-blue attire!"

"Who's that?"

"Hehe, none other than the famed Lunar Brain Clot—one of the Lunar Capital's fugitives, the oldest of the Three Eights of Gensokyo, and perhaps the most versatile, rivaling Yuki in sheer capability…"

—Yagami Eirin!

The divine being capable of crafting any medicine, whose practical genius could even mass-produce Hōrai medicine—the most powerful brain in existence!

Jia Ji refused to believe that, with the combined genius of the Lunar Sage, the Yoki Sage, and himself—Jia Ji-sama— they couldn't ensure Yuyuzi retained her memories upon becoming a wraith.

"Don't let waiting become regret!"

Yuyuzi, it is time for me to come and 【save】 you!

(End of Chapter)