I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

Chapter 276 Obsession

Yun Qingyi could have easily broken free, but she didn't.

In the old woman's heart, what she was holding was not only Yun Qingyi's shoulder, but also her own salvation, even though this salvation seemed ethereal and unattainable.

As the old woman's sobbing subsided, Yun Qingyi spoke up: "So, your wish is still to find your son?"

The old woman nodded, tears streaming down her face, her voice hoarse: "Immortal, please, I just want to see him."

Looking at the old woman, Yun Qingyi lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the remnant soul of the dead beside her. "But... your remaining energy is no longer enough to support you to go to such a far place."

There are three lingering spirits on this road, representing that the old woman died here three times.

The last remnant soul was extremely thin, with almost no energy left. If it weren't for Yun Qingyi's spiritual energy maintaining the old woman's soul, there would have been a fourth remnant soul here long ago, which would have been the last one.

Hearing Yun Qingyi's words, the old woman pursed her dry, cracked lips, and finally slowly lay down by the roadside, letting out a soft sigh. "Girl, actually I knew I was already dead. The first time I went up the mountain to leave, the mountain path was rugged, and I lost my footing on a rock on the way down and died there."

But one day after I died, I woke up and found myself back in the place before I died. I thought it was God taking pity on me and giving me a chance, so I was more careful than before. But I was old, and as people get older, their bodies can't keep up. So I had another accident on the next section of the road.

But then I woke up again, time and time again. I thank God for His mercy, for giving me this chance, for allowing me to find my son again. Girl, please help me, I…”

The old woman continued her rambling, and Yun Qingyi listened quietly, knowing in her heart that this had become her obsession.

Whether she has anyone to rely on is no longer important to her, given her frail health. Her desire to see her son stems not only from obsession but also from a longing for an answer.

“Okay. I’ll take you there,” Yun Qingyi said.

"Really?" Upon hearing this, the old woman excitedly wiped away her tears and stood up shakily again.

"I'll carry you on my back." Yun Qingyi squatted down and carried the old woman on her back. She was much lighter than she had imagined. If it weren't for the touch in her hands, she would hardly have imagined that the weight on her back belonged to a person.

Yun Qingyi divided two-thirds of the spiritual energy she had used to keep warm into the old woman's soul, ensuring she wouldn't die on the way.

Throughout the journey, Yun Qingyi remained silent, and the old woman also tacitly kept quiet.

Having traversed countless mountains and rivers, Yun Qingyi was fortunate to be a cultivator with formidable physical strength due to her training; otherwise, she would never have been able to complete the journey.

In a daze, she heard the sounds of people and vendors calling out. Looking up, Yun Qingyi could already see the city gate of Xiancheng in the distance.

"We're almost there." Yun Qingyi spoke slowly. Because she had lost two-thirds of her spiritual energy, her lips were frozen and purple, but she didn't care and quickened her pace.

This world is still quite real. In the dead of winter, this place is also preparing to welcome the New Year. The streets are bustling with activity as adults and children alike go out to buy New Year's goods.

The old woman wasn't celebrating the Lunar New Year for the first time, but she rarely saw such a scene, with fireball performances and a stage set up with red silk lanterns in the distance.

She murmured, her face showing both relief and envy: "Is Erfu living in this heavenly place? How wonderful."

Yun Qingyi didn't say anything, but slowed down a bit so that she could enjoy the view.

“Mother-in-law, do you still know which family he works for?” Yun Qingyi asked.

“I remember, I remember,” the old woman said. “Erfu said he was going to be the steward for the Zhang family’s master.”

Following the old woman's advice, Yun Qingyi inquired with several people and walked around Xiancheng for a while before finally arriving at the Zhang residence.

"This should be it," Yun Qingyi said, looking at the plaque above the gate. "I'll go ask."

After saying that, Yun Qingyi walked towards the guards at the gate. "Hello, we are relatives of Steward Erfu. May I ask if you could let us know?"

"Second Steward Fu?" The guard looked at Yun Qingyi. Although she looked a little disheveled in the cold winter, her temperament was clearly different from others.