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Synopsis:
After dying in battle during ancient times, Bai Xueqing’s soul awakens in the modern world. She’s no longer a general’s daughter but the heiress of a powerful business empire. Betrayal lurks in the shadows, and enemies from the past find new faces in this life.
But when she’s attacked in a dark alley, a man steps forward—Mo Chen. His cold, possessive gaze promises protection… and something more.
He claims to have known her across lifetimes, and he will stop at nothing to reclaim what was once his.
As Bai Xueqing navigates the modern battlefield of business and betrayal, she must decide: will she trust this man who claims her soul, or will she carve a new path, free from destiny’s chains?

Eternal Threads :The modern rebirth of  BAI XUEQING

Chapter 67 – The Awakening of Xu Yanshang

In a sterile chamber buried beneath Facility B, the silence was unnaturally thick—broken only by the steady beeping of life monitors. A single glass pod stood in the center, mist curling around its edges.

The command code from the Oracle filtered through a secured terminal, triggering a sequence deep within the cryogenic matrix.

> [Subject 17 – Neural sync: COMPLETE]

Amber irises gleamed with the flicker of buried memories—battlefields, betrayal… and her.

His voice cracked as he whispered, "She's… alive."

The chamber hissed open. He stepped forward, muscles still stiff but gaze sharp.

A masked technician bowed low. "Welcome back, Commander Xu."

He didn't respond. His mind reeled through fragmented memories—Xueqing standing by his side in the ancient world, laughing, dying, burning.

The technician continued, "Your directive is clear—locate, observe, and if necessary… reclaim Bai Xueqing. She may become a threat."

Yanshang's eyes darkened. "She was never a threat. She was everything."

A long silence. Then a dry chuckle escaped Yanshang's throat.

"Then let's see if he can hold onto her."

Xueqing sat in her balcony garden, staring into the night. Her instincts stirred with unease.

She turned to Mo Chen, who had just set down a tray of jasmine tea. "Did you feel that?"

"Something old… something familiar just woke up."

Before he could answer, Lin Nuo burst in.

"We intercepted an encrypted data pulse," she said breathlessly. "It originated from an Oracle server, meant for someone named—Xu Yanshang."

She hadn't heard that name in lifetimes.

Mo Chen's jaw clenched. "He was part of the Phoenix Legion. Your most trusted general before your death."

Her fingers curled tightly around the teacup. "He died protecting me."

Mo Chen met her eyes, unreadable. "Apparently not."

Xueqing's voice was low. "Then this war just got personal."