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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

The stadium was filled with tension, like the very air itself was abuzzed with energy. The cheers and shouts of the audience rippling like waves in an ocean of excitement.

After the brutal clash between Feng Yuxiao and Feng Lianxu, anticipation thickened in the air, and all eyes turned to the next match.

A single name was on everyone's lips.

With only four contestants left, it was no doubt that Feng Jiao Xue's match would be next.

The so-called "clan's disgrace" had already stunned the audience once before, and now, as she stepped onto the battle stage again, the spectators held their breath.

"Well, we all know whose match where having next!~" The announcer once again jumped on the stage. "Are you ready?!!!!"

"Feng Jiao Xue's luck already run out. She's going against Feng Zhenhai. There's no way she would win"

"I heared that Feng Zhenhai just entered a breakthrough."

Chapter 60