When Shelly saw him reacting vigorously while searching the womanâs soul, she could not help but feel
overwrought. âWhatâs wrong? What did you see?â she asked.
Alex slowly let his hand go.
Meanwhile, that woman was already in a muddled state after her main soul had received severe
damage. The old iron chain of Persephoneâs Folly Bridge didnât intend to let her go and soon dragged
her under the bridge.
Over there, the River Styx was surging.
Her soul immediately sank into the water without even having time to bubble on it.
Alex looked at Shelly. âThe Pool of Afterlife. We can truly return to the mortal realm and reshape our
flesh and blood vessels only if we enter the Pool of the Afterlife. And, this place is known as the
Underworld.â
Shelly froze for a brief moment. âI think Iâve heard of it somewhereâ¦â
Alex said, âThereâs another important point. Each person who enters this place will be given a hundred
years. They have to be reborn within that time, and those who fail can only wait to perish or borrow
stuff to stay behind or snatch away someone elseâs qualification before rebirth, just like that woman
earlier. Moreover, this place doesnât belong to a realm on Earth. Many still come in and consider this a
place for trials.â
Shelly walked down Persephoneâs Folly Bridge. Her beautiful eyes gleamed. If it werenât for her short
figure, she wouldâve surely been devastatingly beautiful. He wondered who she mustâve been in her
previous life.
âI remembered something about the legend of the Underworldâ¦â
âDo you really know about that?â Alex approached with great interest.
Shelly said, âIâve only heard about it, and I canât guarantee if itâs true.â
Alex said, âGo ahead.â
Shelly nodded. âRumor has it that there used to be an intermediate station on the way to River Styx
called the Underworld. A magistrate once enforced the laws here, but he later strayed into the demonic
path, refined the entire Underworld into a demonic realm, and separated it from River Styx to jump out
of the three realms. However, Dairaionji Temple suppressed him in the end⦠The Pool of Afterlife is
indeed in the Underworld, but rumors were that it was the place the magistrate had demonized. So, I
guess it wonât be easy.â
âA hundred years. The pool of Afterlifeâ¦â Alex frowned, but he soon calmed down.
He came here with a purpose to enter Dairaionji Temple and help his father resist the Soul Planting.
Hence, he had to enter the Pool of Afterlife within a hundred years at all costs.
Alex exited the mind palace.
Shirley was shouting his name.
âWhatâs wrong?â Alex asked.
âWhatâs going on with you? I kept shouting at you, but you didnât even respond. I thought something
mustâve happened.â
Alex looked at her and said with a nod, âSomething did happen. I ahnost died! Do you remember your
previous experience? A woman ahnost possessed your soul. She disguised herself as your mother and
asked you to offer your soul! You nearly promised her. Luckily I stopped you in time, but that b*tch
targeted me and wanted to put me to death⦠I just survived a catastrophe!â
Alex explained in a grave tone, his expressions displaying a lingering fear.
Shirley really was moved after she heard that. âAlex Rockefeller, I owe you my life. Just forget what
happened.â
Alex was satisfied with her tactfulness. However, later, Shirley asked him a question. âWhat did you see
in my memory?â
Alex froze. âDo you have any impression of it?â
Shirley shook her head. âItâs very vague as a dream world, but I knew it wasnât. Itâs a memory of my
past, but I can never remember it for some reason. My grandpa said that was a memory from when I
was very young. Most people would forget that sort of experience, but I always feel that itâs important to
me.â
Alex declined to comment and just replied with an âohâ.
âYou saw it, right? Tell me. You saw my mother. What kind of memory is that?â
âItâs very simple. Your mother was sleepingâ¦â
âAnd?â
âYou wet your pants.â
âHuh..?â
Shirley felt an impulse to smack him. âImpossible. I felt something thanks to that womanâs soul
possession. I believe I saw blood, a lot of bloodâ¦â
âThatâs normal, isnât it?â Your mother should endure those few days every month.â
âAlex Rockefeller! Iâll treat you as a friend from now on! Donât you let me down!â
When Alex thought of that desperate and helpless little girl in her latent memory, it was still unbearable
to him. âIt was really nothing. I didnât pay attention to it at that time either. I was busy looking for that
humanoid demonâ¦â