Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

Liu Qianyu started to take a large soup spoon and scoop a bowl of Mengpo soup.

Those who have no obsessions can drink one bowl and cross the Naihe Bridge directly.

For those who still have obsessions, Liu Qianyu imitates Meng Po’s tricks and tricks them into letting go of their obsessions, drinking Meng Po soup, and then waiting for them to forget their past and cross the Naihe Bridge to be reincarnated.

But there are also those who turn around and leave, becoming a resentful soul wandering along the banks of the Forgotten River.

If the obsession is not resolved, there is no way to eternal life.

Some also jumped into the dark green River Lethe, and were torn to pieces by the bronze snakes and iron dogs in the river.

Flow to hell and never be reborn.

Liu Qianyu began to try to listen to the stories of those souls and understand their painful obsessions.

Liu Qianyu tried her best to enlighten them, asking them to be more open-minded, let go of their obsessions, and reincarnate as soon as possible!

A female soul in battle robes, heroic, but with deep sadness in her eyes.

"I was once a female general, fighting alongside him on the battlefield. On a full-moon night, we made a vow to live and die together, and he said that he would marry me when the war was over."

"For this promise, I fought bloody battles and pulled each other back from the brink of death countless times. I thought our love was indestructible, until after the victory, he married the princess of the royal family."

"I can't let it go. I gave him my youth, blood, and even my life, but he didn't even look back at me. The days when we fought side by side have become the most precious memories in my heart, and the obsession I can't let go of."

The female soul clenched her fists, with an unyielding light flashing in her eyes.

"I don't want to let it go, and I'm even more reluctant to forget it. If I could do it all over again, I would try again, even if it's just to give myself an explanation."

Liu Qianyu couldn't help but shed tears as she listened to the woman's story.

She saw the fruitless love between herself and the God of War, and the pain of being unable to be loved made her feel the same.

She decided to respect the woman's choice and let her be reborn with this obsession.

Who can say that the causes of this life will not bear fruit in the next life?

A female soul in a light and elegant dress trembled in her voice.

"I have been following him since I was little. He is my cousin and the light of my heart. He plays the zither lovingly and I listen quietly. After each song ends, I long to play with him. For this day, I secretly learned all the music scores, hoping to play with him in harmony."

"I planted a garden full of peach blossoms for him, just because he said he liked the beauty of peach blossoms. I studied hard and learned calligraphy, just to have more topics to talk about with him."

"I thought that as long as I was good enough, he would always see me. I gave up my family's marriage for him and rejected all marriage proposals, just to wait for him to pass the imperial examination and come back to marry me."

"Finally, he became successful, but he returned with another woman, saying that she was his true love. My heart felt like it was cut by a sharp knife, and it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe. I did so much for him, changed so much for him, but in the end, I didn't even get a word of 'love' from him."

Liu Qianyu tried to persuade him, "Why don't you let it go, start a new life, and start over?"

The female soul choked, clenched her hands, and fell into pain.

"I don't want to let go. I don't want our memories to be erased like this. I want to start over again. Even if the result is the same, I want to try again to let him know that my love for him has never changed. I love him the most!"

Liu Qianyu listened with sadness in her heart. She seemed to see her own shadow of being crazy about love. That persistence and unwillingness resonated with her.

Liu Qianyu couldn't bear to let the girl drink the bowl of Mengpo soup that would make her forget everything, so she let her cross the Naihe Bridge with her memories.

Repeatedly.

day to day.

Liu Qianyu persuades every soul passing by on the Naihe Bridge, trying to guide them to let go of their obsessions and move towards a new life.

But I am still hesitating and refuse to let go.

If I can't do it myself, how can I persuade others to let go of such a deep obsession?

Liu Qianyu felt that she was trapped in an unsolvable cycle and couldn't break free.

Just like that, due to a moment of compassion, more and more souls, carrying the memories of their past lives, were reborn into the human world.

Among them, some were able to change their destiny by relying on their memories of past lives and became heroes.

However, some people, due to their deep obsession, embark on the path of evil and destroy the peace and tranquility of the world.

As a result, the world fell into unprecedented chaos, with love, hate, and vengeance intertwined into an intricate web that bound everything into a tangled mess.

One day in the divine world is equal to one year in the underground world.

Liu Qianyu saw many people whose life span had not yet ended came to the Naihe Bridge.

Only then did I realize that because of my own momentary lapse of thought, I had caused someone's death and disrupted the order of the world.

"All this is caused by me."

"Goddess of Flowers, Goddess of Flowers, you are originally a fairy from heaven, why do you want to be involved in the troubles of this mortal world?" Meng Po sighed.

"Senior, I know I was wrong. I am willing to exhaust my own cultivation to get everything back on track."

Liu Qianyu's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

You must take responsibility for this.

To make up for your mistakes.

Meng Po looked at Liu Qianyu, her eyes full of love and helplessness, and she spoke slowly.

"Flower God, although you have good intentions, you have inadvertently triggered the law of cause and effect, causing chaos in the human world. But you know that when gods use magic in the mortal world, it is an act against heaven and will inevitably bring about greater backlash from heaven."

Qianyu's eyes became more determined, "Senior, I am willing to bear all the consequences. I just hope that order can be restored to the human world as soon as possible."

Liu Qianyu bid farewell to Meng Po and came to the human world on auspicious clouds.

She stood on the clouds, overlooking the troubles and sufferings of the world.

"God of War, the fate between you and me will eventually end."

With a soft sigh, she raised her hands lightly, palms facing up, and a warm and soft light emerged from her palms.

Like the first ray of sunlight in the rising sun, it slowly spreads to the world with Liu Qianyu's thousand years of cultivation and compassion.

Wherever he passed, those souls bound by obsession seemed to feel the long-lost warmth.

In their eyes, the grudges and hatreds of their previous lives began to gradually blur, and were replaced by tranquility and relief.

When the last trace of obsession was eliminated, the world finally regained the harmony it deserved.

As the light spread, the backlash force also came quietly.

It was as piercing as ice, corroding every inch of Liu Qianyu's skin and tearing her immortal body apart.

Liu Qianyu's figure gradually blurred in the light, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and fell into the mortal world.

Liu Qianyu became an ordinary epiphyllum on the top of the mountain in the world.

It is no longer like before, blooming every day in Jinshan.

Nowadays, she only has one chance to bloom in a year.

This once-a-year night bloom, although beautiful, is as short-lived and fleeting as a shooting star across the night sky.

People often say that the ephemeral flower blooms only for Veda.

And is the Epiphyllum that Liu Qianyu transformed into, the only chance she asked for to bloom, also waiting for some unfinished love affair?

Perhaps, in her heart, she still has a deep attachment to that thousand-year-old love.

Perhaps, she is still looking forward to meeting that figure again at some inadvertent moment.