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The Reincarnated Goddess Of Crimson Silk

The Reincarnated Goddess Of Crimson Silk

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Born into crushing poverty, Lin Yueyao lives a life defined by hunger, humiliation, and quiet endurance. Betrayed by those she trusted and abandoned by fate itself, her first mortal life ends in tragedy before she ever tastes happiness.


But death is not the end.


Her soul awakens once more—reborn into a vast world where mortals cultivate, immortals rule, and gods manipulate destiny from the heavens. Carrying the memories of her former suffering, Lin Yueyao vows never again to be powerless. Step by step, she climbs from the lowest realm, turning pain into resolve and weakness into strength.


Yet the path to power is steep, and the heavens are cruel.


Bound by karma and reincarnation, she crosses paths with a distant, enigmatic man whose fate is deeply entwined with her own. Their connection is slow, restrained, and fraught with misunderstanding—love unspoken, glances heavy with meaning, and sacrifices made in silence. In a world where ascension demands emotional severance, love itself .


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Chapter 1 – The Girl Beneath the Mulberry Tree

The village of Qinghe lay at the edge of the mortal realm, forgotten by cultivators and untouched by fortune. Its houses were built of mud and rotting wood, their roofs patched with straw. When the wind blew, it carried the smell of damp earth and old sorrow.

Lin Yueyao was born here.

On the day she turned sixteen, she knelt beneath the ancient mulberry tree at the village entrance, fingers numb from washing clothes in the icy river. Her clothes were thin, patched so many times that the original fabric was no longer visible. Her hands were rough, her skin pale from hunger rather than beauty.

She had been poor all her life.

Her parents had died when she was nine—her father crushed by falling timber, her mother succumbing to illness soon after. Since then, Lin Yueyao lived in a small shed behind the Zhang family’s house, working as a servant in exchange for stale rice and a corner of shelter.

“Yueyao! Hurry up!” Aunt Zhang shouted from the doorway. “The rice won’t husk itself!”

Lin Yueyao lowered her head. “Yes.”

As she stood, dizziness washed over her. For a brief moment, the world tilted—and something strange stirred deep within her chest.

A heartbeat.

Not her own.

It was distant, vast, like thunder rolling across a starless sky.

She pressed a hand to her heart, breathing slowly. The sensation faded, leaving behind an inexplicable ache, as though she had lost something precious long ago but could not remember what it was.

That night, Lin Yueyao dreamed.

She stood atop a crimson sea of clouds, dressed in robes woven of starlight and silk. Before her lay a shattered palace floating in the void. Divine pillars cracked. Immortal blood stained the heavens.

“You must not awaken yet,” a voice whispered—ancient, sorrowful, familiar.

“If you remember too soon, you will die.”

She woke with tears soaking her pillow.

From that moment on, her fate quietly shifted.

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