“Dan Ji,” Changqing asked anxiously, “What happened to Luo Hongyan? While I was unconscious, did you notice anything about her?”

“Luo Hongyan?” Dan Ji was stunned.

“What are you talking about, young man? I don't understand.”

“Luo Hongyan, of course! Why are you playing dumb? Wasn't she helping me as a Protector during my trial? What happened to her after I received the Legacy and fell unconscious?”

Dan Ji was silent for a long while before speaking seriously.

“Changqing, are you confused? There was never anyone else with you during your trial. This ‘Luo Hongyan’ you speak of is probably a hallucination of your Nie Tian, something you imagined.”

“Nonsense!” He was rarely this angry. Dan Ji’s words were clearly unbelievable and not worth getting angry over. What truly enraged him was that for a moment, he actually doubted the reality of Luo Hongyan.

Because he couldn't bear the immense pressure in the Otherworld, he imagined a Luo Hongyan who looked exactly like his girlfriend Ye Qinghe from Earth?

Don't be ridiculous; this kind of mystery novel trope is too boring.

But why would Dan Ji say such a thing?

What was the point of such an obvious lie?

He didn't know.

Just then, the familiar phone call rang. Changqing answered with a slight unease.

When Ye Qinghe’s pretty face appeared on the video call, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Qinghe was alive and everything was normal. If Ye Qinghe and Luo Hongyan were the same person from parallel worlds, then Luo Hongyan would be fine.

Thinking of this, he immediately felt much more at ease.

He kicked the silicone doll on the bed hard, venting his dissatisfaction, “You wait, I’ll deal with you later.”

“Changqing, who are you talking to? Do you have guests at home? Should I hang up then?”

Ye Qinghe asked from the other end of the phone.

“Ah, no, it's nothing. I'm just playing a game with someone.”

Changqing could only quickly give a perfunctory answer.

“You still say you’re not mad? Without an Imperial Spirit, without Spiritual Qi, your Magical Artifact can talk. Think about whether that's reasonable or not. You say Nie Tian can imagine anything in his Celestial Domain, which isn't strange, but you can't just imagine things in reality. My father was like that back then, and in the end…” Dan Ji spoke again, unsuitably.

“Shut up!” Changqing roared at her.

“Why don't you go play for now? It's rare to see you enjoying a game so much. I've never seen you argue with someone in a game before,” Ye Qinghe said.

“Qinghe, wait a moment, okay?”

After Changqing finished speaking, he placed his phone face down on the bed, picked up the silicone doll that sealed Dan Ji, opened the bathroom door, threw it in with a loud “bang,” and then slammed the door shut.

“You brat, you don't know what's good for you! This Venerable One is doing this for your own good, and you treat me like this!”

“And what is this place? Let this Venerable One out quickly!”

In the bathroom, Dan Ji kept talking non-stop.

However, perhaps her voice was the electronic sound from the silicone doll's speaker, and coupled with the excellent noise reduction of current chat software, her voice was probably treated as noise. Ye Qinghe heard nothing.

Changqing returned to the bed, picked up his phone, “Just had a small issue, I dealt with it, it's fine now.”

“It's okay, you can go play if you want. I was just worried about your illness and wanted to call and check on you. Seeing you so energetic and having the energy to play games, I feel relieved.”

Ye Qinghe tucked the wind-blown hair behind her ear, smiling as she spoke.

Her words made Changqing pause.

Yes, with this Rebirth, he could clearly feel that his body was much better than before.

He wasn't even as weak as he used to be.

While there was still time, should he go for a re-examination at the hospital? What if he really had improved? Wouldn't that be wonderful news?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited. After a brief chat with Ye Qinghe, he rushed to the hospital.

He contacted the doctor who had examined him, scheduled an appointment, and six hours later, he received the diagnosis.

It was still late-stage brain cancer.

However, from the doctor's shocked tone, it was clear that his body had indeed changed.

“Although malignant tumors can indeed gradually shrink after systematic treatment, your tumor has actually shrunk by two millimeters on its own compared to three days ago! This is simply a miracle!”

“It's just that there's an additional shadow in this area, and we're not quite sure what it is yet. You can come back for a re-examination tomorrow.”

......

“We're just eating, why do you keep smiling inexplicably?”

In the restaurant, Ye Qinghe asked, puzzled, while serving Changqing food.

How could she know that Changqing was so overjoyed he was about to explode?

Perhaps only in reality could he experience such intense emotional fluctuations.

As long as this progress continued smoothly, with the improvement of his cultivation in the Otherworld, his brain cancer could also slowly heal, allowing him to return to a normal life.

Now, there was only one thing to worry about: what if he could never escape the loop of January 8th in reality?

In the first few lives, he Transmigrated to the Otherworld at midnight on January 8th.

In the previous life and the one before that, perhaps due to more frequent deaths, his Transmigration time also moved up, Transmigrating to the Otherworld before 12 o'clock.

What about this time?

Seeing Changqing lost in thought and not answering, Ye Qinghe waved her chopsticks in front of him.

“Didn't you tell me you wanted to celebrate and invited me out to eat? But then you don't say what we're celebrating, making it all mysterious. What are you thinking about?”

“I'll tell you in a while.”

“Okay, don't forget then.”

Ye Qinghe's personality had always been like this; if Changqing didn't want to say, she wouldn't press him.

“Qinghe, can I discuss something with you?”

“Go ahead,” Ye Qinghe replied with a smile, serving him food. Perhaps because he was feeling a bit better, Changqing had a rare appetite and ate a lot today, which made her happy.

“Don't go back tonight, help me with something, come to my place.”

“Mm.” Ye Qinghe nodded, “What do you need help with?”

“Sleep with me.”

“Ah?” Ye Qinghe’s face flushed, and she said a bit shyly, “Isn't that… a bit too soon?”

Changqing also quickly realized his words were inappropriate and hastily explained.

“No, no, no, you misunderstood. What I mean is, can you watch me sleep?”

“Watch you sleep? What do you mean?”

Changqing, just like in his previous life, briefly explained his situation to Ye Qinghe, only he still explained the Transmigration as a dream. He hoped Ye Qinghe could stay with him until midnight to first confirm whether he would still Transmigrate at 12 o'clock this time.

He also wanted to try if, in the dream, if Ye Qinghe woke him up, would he wake up, and would he break free from the January 8th loop.

He certainly wouldn't tell Ye Qinghe about Transmigration and loops, but what he described as a series of dreams was already quite bizarre.

However, Ye Qinghe, just like in his previous life, chose to believe him unconditionally.

After dinner, the two briefly strolled around and then returned to Changqing's home together.

Ye Qinghe lived in a school dormitory, while Changqing rented a house near the school.

Ye Qinghe came from a well-off family, and Changqing had always excelled in academics since childhood, performing well in all aspects and being well-liked. Ye Qinghe's parents treated him like their own son, but he still moved out of his family home and lived alone after going to university.

This was also his own request; he didn't want to rely too much on Ye Qinghe's parents.

The room was quite tidy. Ye Qinghe had been there many times before and made herself at home, pouring a glass of water and sitting down.

“Alright, it's only 11 o'clock. Aren't you planning for me to stay up with you until 12? So what should we do now?”

Honestly, Changqing hadn't thought about what to do. He hadn't even expected to last until this time without Transmigrating yet.

He couldn't be sure if he would suddenly Transmigrate to the Otherworld during this hour between 11 and 12, so his nerves were a bit taut.

However, looking at Ye Qinghe in front of him, his mood eased a little.

It's okay, everything is going in a good direction. As long as he's alive and can see her, that's enough.

“How about we play a game?”

Changqing pointed to the game console next to the TV and said.

“Okay, then wait for me to go to the restroom.” Ye Qinghe stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

“Okay… wait a minute!” Changqing quickly, like a startled rabbit, took a stride and blocked Ye Qinghe's path.

Dan Ji was still in the bathroom!