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In a brutal clash of underworld betrayal, Ella, a hardened gang leader, is hunted down by her former ally David and left for dead—only to awaken in the Song Dynasty, reincarnated as a blind 10-year-old boy entangled in the schemes of Scarlett, a ruthless noblewoman plotting vengeance. Armed with a mysterious time-traveled Nine Yin Manual and an electric twist of fate, Ella must navigate a world of ancient martial arts, political intrigue, and her own fractured identity. As Scarlett molds her into a weapon and alliances blur between past and present, Ella’s quest for survival could rewrite history—or ignite a war across timelines. But with enemies like David lurking in both eras, her greatest battle may be against the darkness within herself.

Nine Yin Dragon: Reign Across Epochs

David stared at the corpse of the expert he had spent a fortune to hire. "Damn it," he muttered. "Get everyone to form search teams immediately. If we don't catch her, you'll all regret it."

He kicked the lifeless body hard, and everyone scattered, continuing their search for Ella. David pulled out his phone and dialed a number. When the call connected, he barked, "Tell me Ella's phone number now!"

A coquettish voice responded on the other end. David smirked after hearing it. "You little minx, I'll make sure to treat you well when I get back."

The line erupted with playful banter before the call ended. David chuckled to himself, muttering, "Ella, you won't even know how you're going to die this time. Ha!" He followed his men as they led him deeper into the woods.

**Song Dynasty, Taihu Lake, Wuxi, Suzhou**

A strikingly beautiful woman stood at the bow of a boat, gazing at the serene lake. She was dressed in flowing yellow robes, her exquisite features marred by a hint of cruelty. "How many men did we capture today?" she asked.

A middle-aged woman replied, "Madam, we caught seven in total. But there's a boy among them, around ten years old. What should we do with him?"

The woman pondered for a moment. "Dispose of him the same way. Use him as fertilizer for the flowers. We can't risk him growing up to harm women."

The middle-aged woman hesitated briefly but quickly nodded. The boy's life meant nothing to her; her only concern was obeying her mistress. "Yes, Madam."

The boat slowly approached a small island, where a manor stood in the distance.

"Abigail, when will Mother be back?" a delicate little girl asked an elderly woman standing beside her.

The old woman smiled gently. "She'll be back soon, Miss. No need to worry."

"Did Mother capture more people this time?" The girl's innocence made the old woman hesitate. She didn't want the girl to know the truth. "I'm not sure, but it doesn't matter," she replied. The girl fell silent.

Two shots rang out, scattering leaves in the grass. Ella watched as the man slowly approached. She pulled the trigger.

*Bang.* The man fell to the ground. Ella quickly reached for the gun in his hand, checking the magazine. "Damn it, only one bullet left. Did you waste the rest on target practice?" She kicked the corpse in frustration, then began to search his body.

*Bang, bang, bang!* Gunfire erupted, bullets whizzing past Ella's face. She froze for a moment, her heart racing. *That was close,* she thought, grateful for the darkness. If it had been daylight, she'd be dead by now.

She dropped to the ground and turned off her flashlight. Her opponent was smart—they turned off their light too. Ella cursed under her breath and began to crawl backward.

*"You are my only one..."* Her phone suddenly rang, shattering the silence. Ella quickly pulled it out and silenced it.

But it rang again. She glanced at the screen—an unknown number. She answered.

A voice laughed on the other end. "Ha! Ella, I've finally got you." Suddenly, multiple flashlights lit up, blinding her. Ella squinted against the harsh light, her heart sinking.

No Exit, No Surrender