50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
"What?!" Xiao Hualing exclaimed as she looked at Mu Li in shock. "That is impossible! I am sure that he is a yao!" she said. "He has the breath of a yao on him!" she is certain of what she saw and felt that time when she saw Jing Li earlier.
She is certain that Jing Li is a yao.
Mu Li frowned, though he didn't refute what she said, since now he also feels uncertain and he needed more information to verify it. Also, he is not as skillful as his master in verifying yao, which makes him ashamed.
"My master said before that there are other ways for someone to have a breath of yao on them, other than being a yao." He said. "The two ways, I already said earlier: spending them with them, or being marked by them, like being their target to kill, or by… doing 'that' with them." he told them.