Chapter 1: The Hate of Rebirth

Xiao Xue's soul wandered in the endless dark void, like a piece of rootless duckweed, drifting around. She watched her husband after she passed away, as if he had lost his soul shell, life into a mess. Once that warm home, now become cold and quiet, her husband every day to drink to ease their sorrows, eyes full of empty and despair, job loss, the whole person has become unkempt, often murmuring to the wall, as if in conversation with her soul. Parents heard the news of her death, grief, white head overnight, the body is also deteriorating, disease but no intention to cure, can only be in endless grief waiting for the end of life. In front of the children's tombstones, the grass is overgrown, cold and quiet, and there is no longer the laughter of the past. Every drop of rain that fell was like a tear shed by the heavens for this broken family.

"Why? Why is fate so unfair?" Xiao Xue's soul let out a silent cry, she was filled with remorse and anger, and that emotion was like a raging tide that kept churning and stirring in the darkness. Suddenly, a blinding bright light cut through the darkness like a sharp sword, Xiao Xue only felt a heavenly rotation, and her consciousness was plunged into chaos.

When she regained consciousness again, she found that she had returned to the business party before her first encounter with Xiong Yufang. Xiao Xue sat up violently from the bed, panting heavily, her eyes flashing with both firm and crazy light of revenge. She looked around, and the familiar layout of the room made her instantly realize that she had truly been reborn. "This is the opportunity that fate has given me, this time, I will definitely not let Xiong Yufang go!" She gritted her teeth and swore secretly in her heart, her hands clenched her fists tightly, her nails embedded deeply in her palms, as if this was the only way to clear her mind a little from the hatred that almost drowned her.

Xiao Xue knew that in order to take revenge, her own strength alone was far from enough, she had to look for a strong helping hand. So, she began to ask around about Xiong Yufang's whereabouts, not sparing any possible clues. Like a ghost, she traveled through the streets of the city, mixing into a variety of mixed places, and dealing with the characters of the three religions and nine streams. Each and every Xiong Yufang has had interactions with people, she will not let go, even if just a little bit of insignificant information, she is like a treasure.

In the process, Xiao Xue gradually realized that in order to truly bring down Xiong Yufang, she must use the power of dark forces. She heard that in the dark corners of the city, there is a ruthless and powerful leader of the dark forces, named Zhang Long. It was said that as long as one could afford the price, he could solve any trouble for anyone, even if it was something unseemly. Xiao Xue decided to go to him without hesitation, even if it meant that she would be completely plunged into the abyss of darkness.

Xiao Xue followed the clues she had managed to get earlier and arrived at a remote and dilapidated warehouse at the edge of the city. A pungent putrid odor permeated around the warehouse, which was surrounded by piles of used debris and garbage, as if it was a corner forgotten by the world. The dim lights swayed and flickered in the wind, as if they would go out at any time, dragging the place back into endless darkness. Xiao Xue carefully walked into the warehouse, each step filled with vigilance, her eyes nervously scanning the surroundings, fearing that some danger would suddenly descend.

In the warehouse, a group of fierce and vicious henchmen were clustered around a man sitting on a worn-out chair, that was Zhang Long. His eyes were as sharp as eagles, as if he could see through all disguises, and his body exuded a chilling aura. Xiao Xue took a deep breath, gathered the courage to walk towards Zhang Long, and told him what had happened to her, with the flame of anger burning in her eyes, as if she wanted to turn everything in front of her into ashes. She offered to pay any price, as long as Zhang Long could help himself against Xiong Yufang.

Zhang Long initially did not care about Xiao Xue's offer, he had seen too many people who would do anything for revenge. However, the insane hatred in Xiao Xue's eyes and the generous reward she offered made his heart flutter. He narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Xiao Xue, as if weighing the pros and cons. "You said that you are willing to pay all the price, what are you taking to make me believe you?" Zhang Long's voice was low and hoarse, like a growl coming from hell, echoing in the silent warehouse, giving people chills.

Xiao Xue replied without hesitation, "I can do anything for you, as long as you can help me get revenge. I have nothing left to lose, my soul and future can be given to you." Her eyes were firm and unshakable, without the slightest hesitation or retreat. Zhang Long looked at Xiao Xue and remained silent for a moment before finally nodding. "Alright, since you are so sincere, I will help you this once. However, you have to remember that once you're on my boat, there's no turning back." A hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a chilling smile.

After Xiao Xue reached an agreement with Zhang Long, she began to devote herself to her revenge plan. She knew that the war between herself and Xiong Yufang was about to kick off, and this time, she would stop at nothing to make Xiong Yufang pay a terrible price. She did all kinds of training under Zhang Long's arrangement every day, learning how to use weapons, how to fight, and how to survive in the dark world. Her body became stronger and stronger, and her eyes became colder and colder. The once gentle and kind-hearted Xiao Xue gradually disappeared into the shadows of darkness, and was replaced by a hateful, unscrupulous avenger.