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In every being, a soul, a spirit, or a core, exists that tethers the consciousness into the solid plain. Witness as how a little spark from who was once a blazing flame, regained what once was lost.

"I died and..." grins "...that started my life"

What happens when an assassin transmigrated to a cultivation world? 

They rise through a mountain of corpse to reach the skies.

But....

What of an assassin whose enemy turns out to be themselves? 

A world where magic and cultivation co-exist?

People say "Keep moving forward".

What if the way forward, is to go back to where she begun?

Mystique Soul: A Cultivator's Flame

hgj soar in the sky above the small tranquill estate, a silver haired teen cleaned the courtyard with a broom, the sweeping sound disturbing the quite place adding more sense of peace in the place.

"Aww...." Mo Tianze turned and looked at Feng Jiao Xue with a cute pout and a wronged expression.

"I told you to rest. Not be up and about" She sighed pulling him back inside.

It had been a peaceful three days for the three humans and a deer, well, one human, one demi-beast and one humanoid beast with a deer.

A black giant bird caught Feng Jiao Xue's attention making her glance sideway and took the scroll.

Chapter 44