“What? You have a plan?”
Lachlan Willis was stunned upon hearing this, his heart filled with surprise.
At the same time, a glimmer of hope surged within him.
Miranda Lowe had a way?
If there was a chance to survive, of course, Lachlan Willis didn’t want his soul to be scattered.
Yes! Miranda Lowe was the Heavenly Maiden of the Hidden Cultivation Realm, perhaps she knew some secret?
Lachlan Willis thought to himself.
*Hoo…*
At that moment, while communicating with her mentally, Lachlan Willis suddenly felt her soul surge like a blazing flame, burning fiercely.
This made his heart leap in shock, and his soul trembled.
“No!”
“Wife, what are you doing?”
“You’re crazy!”
Lachlan Willis screamed, his voice filled with anguish.
“Lachlan Willis, I’m not crazy!”
“Sorry, I’m not your wife Miranda Lowe. I lied to you…”
At this moment, Lady Scarlett’s tone was cold and mocking.
As she burned her own soul, Lady Scarlett felt the soul-devouring force that had been suppressing her soul dissipate rapidly, as though ice and snow were melting.
*Hoo…*
The next moment, a shadow surrounded by silver flames detached from Lady Scarlett’s body and the Transformation of Immortal-Demon Blood, flying toward Lachlan Willis.
*Whir!*
Immediately, the soul entered Lachlan Willis’s divine sea.
Lachlan Willis, whose soul was trembling, suddenly felt lighter, as the soul-devouring force was also eradicated.
But instead of feeling relief, he was crushed by a weight that felt like a mountain pressing down on him, and an agonizing heartbreak.
“Wife! Why, why are you doing this?”
“Ahhhh! Why are you burning your soul?”
“Why are you so foolish?”
“It’s my fault! I shouldn’t have told you, I shouldn’t have said anything!”
Lachlan Willis’s eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with intense pain, guilt, and madness.
He had feared that “Miranda Lowe” might not cooperate and might repel his soul, which was why he had warned her beforehand.
But how could he have thought that Miranda Lowe would also choose to burn her soul to save him?
If it were the old Miranda Lowe, Lachlan Willis might have been concerned about this.
After all, she knew he would be willing to burn his soul for her, but would Miranda Lowe not make the same choice for him?
But now, Lachlan Willis had convinced himself that she had lost her memories, and her love for him had vanished.
They were just starting over; at best, she might only have some affection for him.
But he never imagined that “Miranda Lowe” would directly choose to burn her soul to save him?
At that moment, Lachlan Willis was overwhelmed with guilt, nearly losing his sanity.
It was his fault that Miranda Lowe was suffering!
However, in the face of Lachlan Willis’s desperation, the soul of “Miranda Lowe” in his consciousness appeared strangely calm.
Her eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions-envy, love, gratitude, and resolve…
“Stop being foolish, Lachlan Willis! You don’t need to be so heartbroken for me. Actually, I’m not your Miranda Lowe… I’m Lady Scarlett!”
“Do I look exactly like your Miranda Lowe? You really thought I was her…”
“But your story is truly beautiful.”
“Do you know? I envy her so much. I envy her for having such a powerful man who loves her.”
“Even you would be willing to scatter your soul for her.”
“But unfortunately, I’m not her…”
Lady Scarlett spoke in a sad, almost mocking tone.
“What? You… you’re not Miranda Lowe?”
“No, you’re… you must be…”
Lachlan Willis’s soul was in turmoil, not daring to believe it.
He thought that “Miranda Lowe” was just comforting him.
But Lady Scarlett continued, smiling faintly, “Lachlan Willis, remember my name, okay?
I’ll say it again. My name is Lady Scarlett.
I was born in the Hidden Cultivation Realm over four hundred years ago. I am Lady Scarlett here.
Thank you for saving me, helping me heal, and even for wanting to burn your soul for me.
Although I know you did it all for Miranda Lowe, I still thank you!”
“No! Miranda Lowe, what are you saying?”
Lachlan Willis’s soul roared in agony, his mind blank.
What?!
She wasn’t Miranda Lowe?
No!
She had to be!
“Lachlan Willis, don’t be sad for me, and there’s no need to feel regret.
This time, you saved me, but I can’t escape Prince Zephyr’s control.
Instead of that, it’s better to use my death to ensure your safety.
If one day you gain enough power, I hope you can return to the Hidden Cultivation Realm and destroy Prince Zephyr, even if it’s to avenge me.
Okay?”
“Husband! This title… calling you that is really beautiful.
I wish I were truly your Miranda Lowe!
But it’s alright. Even though my fate might already be set, meeting you is my greatest fortune.
Husband, thank you for giving me this love that transcends worlds!
You must remember my name!
I… am Lady Scarlett…”
With her words, Lady Scarlett’s soul turned into shimmering silver light and dissipated within Lachlan Willis’s divine sea, transforming into pure soul energy.
“No!”
“Lady Scarlett! Lady Scarlett!”
“I don’t care if you’re Miranda Lowe or Lady Scarlett, I don’t want you to die!”
“Ahhh…”
Lachlan Willis screamed in agony, his pain unbearable.
His heart was torn apart with grief and rage, nearly breaking his spirit.
In that moment, his mind replayed the memories of when he first met Lady Scarlett in the Outland Ruins, traveling together to the Black Fire Tribe, and then rescuing her when she was surrounded, fleeing with her aboard the Vermilion Bird Divine Ancestor…
The final image froze in his mind: the passionate kiss she gave him in the cave.
And then, all of it seemed to fade into the silver light that now dissipated.
In the short days they had spent together, she had deeply etched herself into Lachlan Willis’s soul.
It felt like a beautiful dream.
But now, with the dream gone, everything had vanished like a fleeting illusion.
“Ahhh!”
Lachlan Willis screamed from the depths of his soul!