Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 878 - 125: Fellow Villagers Meet but are not Familiar

Life is short, and everyone has something they pursue.

Whether it’s a material pursuit or a spiritual one, there’s always something to chase after.

No doubt Shen Qingxi’s way of thinking is truly unconventional.

But when she mentioned "Daylily Academy," Li Mumu suddenly understood.

Monsters raised by Daylily Academy turn out like this.

Just look at the principal—you can tell this institution has never been normal from the start.

"Which class year did you graduate from?"

"Eh? So I was right, wasn’t I!"

Shen Qingxi’s eyes sparkled: "The 44th year!"

Li Mumu shook her head and replied, "I’m also from the 44th year, but as far as I recall, there was no student named Shen Qingxi."

"That’s impossible! My drone design took first place in the campus competition. You’ve never heard of me?"

"Nope."

"Which class were you from? Which dormitory did you stay in?"

"I’ve forgotten."

"How can you forget things like that? You must be lying to me... Wait, I don’t remember either."

Shen Qingxi sank into deep thought.

"It’s normal for you not to remember each other."

Xia Yubing, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke: "Because neither Shen Qingxi nor Li Mumu actually exist in this timeline as you remember them."

"Oh! Soul transfer, huh? I got it!"

Shen Qingxi slapped her thigh as realization dawned, then turned her burning gaze to Xia Yubing: "Now that Mumu and I are standing on the same boat, Sister Bingbing, aren’t you planning to come clean?"

"Not necessarily."

Xia Yubing replied coolly, "I’m merely suggesting a possibility. You should also consider another—perhaps you two don’t come from the same timeline."

"That’s a valid point..."

With those words, Shen Qingxi’s previously invigorated spirits sagged once more.

"It should be the same timeline, and we should have known each other."

Li Mumu stared at Xia Yubing. If Shen Qingxi hadn’t brought up this topic, she wouldn’t have planned to probe further today.

But as the saying goes, "It’s the holiday season—since we’re here, we might as well talk it out."

"You were the one who transferred over the earliest, your cultivation realm is higher than ours, so you should have recovered most of your memories by now, right?"

"Huh? Deleted memories can be recovered?"

"You haven’t recovered?"

"I haven’t, I’ve been relying purely on guesses—wait..."

Shen Qingxi suddenly panicked: "What Dharma Gate did you cultivate in?"

"Demon."

"Righteous Path?"

"Righteous Path."

"I cultivated in the Heretical Path! Dammit, doesn’t the Heretical Path get any benefits?"

"The Heretical Path doesn’t."

Standing nearby, Xia Yubing added with a quiet jab.

"Ahhhhhh—!"

Shen Qingxi clutched her head and screamed, "I can’t accept it! How come you two, with such bizarre styles, turned out to be Righteous Path, while I—an honorable engineer—turned out to be Heretical Path? What the hell are these Twelve Laws anyway?!"

"If you don’t understand, go learn about it. Don’t naively poke around for gossip—it won’t do you any good."

Xia Yubing spoke seriously: "You chose the wrong path yourself; you can’t blame others. Even if I told you the truth now, you wouldn’t understand it. Instead of wasting time playing games, you should read more books or figure out how to choose a Righteous Path Dharma Gate for cultivation."

"You’re the mole! You’re not even pretending anymore!"

Shen Qingxi darted over to Li Mumu for cover, glaring at Xia Yubing with gritted teeth: "Listen to how preachy you sound! You must be from the Special Service Bureau, right? I should’ve guessed earlier—if you weren’t one of their inner-circle leaders, how could your cultivation level be so much higher than ours?"

Xia Yubing shrugged: "Because I work hard."

Damn! The King of Competitor Top Student speaks in such infuriating ways.

Li Mumu smiled: "If I’m not mistaken, Sister Bingbing, you must be the head of the Containment Department within the Special Service Bureau, right?"

"Eek?!"

Shen Qingxi jolted upright like a startled cat: "Seriously?"

"I’ve met the heads of other departments within the Special Service Bureau. Only the Containment Department remains ’nonexistent’ within the Bureau—it theoretically doesn’t exist, thus there should be no leader. But in reality..."

"During our isolation and questioning period, no one else intervened in our affairs except Sister Bingbing, who stayed with us throughout. If it’s not you, then who could it be?"

"Eek!"

Shen Qingxi was overcome with dread and immediately dropped face-down onto the bed: "I’m sorry, leader! I was wrong! Though I don’t know what my mistake was, please don’t send me back!"

Li Mumu raised her second finger: "Secondly, the thing that makes me suspicious of your identity is your background. Imperial Clan descendant, deceived by Kong Ting’s enchantment, failed to assassinate the President, and got killed in retaliation—only to offer posthumous apologies to the President. On paper, it does seem like you’d have no connection with the President, as if you were complete strangers at odds with each other."

"But based on my personal experience, it’s precisely someone with your peculiar background who would catch the Special Service Bureau’s attention and end up being assimilated under the President’s command." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"The President may act oppressively on the surface, detest filth with a passion, and even be willing to sustain mutual losses to eradicate hidden threats. But in reality, we all know the Bureau’s policies are rather accommodating, uniting as much strength as possible—even including the Assimilation Sect’s Sea People and Fusang People, who now call themselves Jade Blood Spirit Clan Vampires..."

"Finally comes Shen Qingxi’s key point of suspicion—the difficulty of cultivating the Twelve Laws of the Righteous Path is something I’ve experienced firsthand. For you to successfully ascend to Night Wandering Deity, it’s certainly not just a matter of closed-door practice."

"Is that all?"

Xia Yubing shook her head: "Both you and Shen Qingxi suffer from the same problem: insufficient knowledge reserves, unable to find any tangible proof, running purely on guesses."

"Just tell me if my guess is correct or not!"

"You guessed right, but there’s no prize."

Xia Yubing calmly set her teacup down, her expression placid.

"Since you love guessing so much, I have a question for you: Do you know about the multi-dimensional spacetime model?"

Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi exchanged glances and silently shook their heads.

"Then guess?"

"We don’t have a single clue—how are we supposed to guess anything?"

"Which is why I keep saying: read more books..."

"Where would books from this era have such knowledge written down?!"

"You two, one is equipped with adaptability, the other with action-driven qualities, but both lack the most critical component: influence. Because your memories are suppressed, you’re disoriented about your mission after crossing into this era. You only know you’re meant to do something but don’t know your role or significance."

"Understanding this requires starting from the beginning, but given the limits of your comprehension, it’d be futile for me to explain. Guesses made without foundation lead to empty thoughts, wasted energy, wasted emotions, accomplishing absolutely nothing."

Shen Qingxi raised her hand timidly: "Teacher Xia, we could just listen even if we don’t fully understand. Why not try explaining anyway?"