Chapter 2866

They say life and death are predestined, but sometimes death comes with unexpected twists. This red-clad vengeful spirit was clearly one such accident.

Fortunately, Cheng Jin now knew what to do. A cup of Seven-Colored Dream allowed the spirit to dissipate its malice within a dream.

When the red-clad vengeful spirit woke up, although she still wore red clothes, her face no longer held the ferocity from before. That faint trace of desolation had also vanished.

"Thank you." The red-clad vengeful spirit knew Cheng Jin was responsible for this outcome, so she naturally expressed her gratitude.

"Alright, go to the Underworld. Be careful in your next life," Cheng Jin said.

"Yes." The red-clad vengeful spirit nodded, waved her hand, walked toward a red spider lily, and then disappeared.

Seeing this, Cheng Jin felt much better. "I suddenly feel happy and want to celebrate."

Qian Huansheng glanced at Cheng Jin. she noticed a faint aura around her. Others couldn't see it, but as a god, she was very clear: this was karmic merit energy. When this energy accumulated enough to form karmic merit light, she might even become a Yin Spirit or Yin Immortal directly after death.

"Because you helped this red-clad vengeful spirit dissipate her malice, you have received karmic merit energy bestowed by the Heavenly Dao," Qian Huansheng said slowly. "When this karmic merit energy accumulates, it will become karmic merit light, which benefits your cultivation. Even if you die in the future, you can become a civil servant in the Underworld directly."

Cheng Jin looked at Qian Huansheng and said, "So, as long as I work hard to dissipate the malice and resentment that should be resolved, I can receive a reward from heaven and earth, which is karmic merit energy."

"Smart girl," Qian Huansheng nodded slightly.

"What do you mean by 'some malice and resentment that should be resolved'? Are there some that shouldn't be?" Old Ma asked casually.

"It's simple. People must act within their capabilities," Cheng Jin said with a smile. "With my current ability, I help where I can. If I can't help, I won't force myself to step forward. For example, that red-clad vengeful spirit just now. Although she was a vengeful spirit, she wasn't willing to be one. Even covered in malice, there was still a trace of kindness in her heart subconsciously, so I could help.

But there are those I cannot help. For instance, some who deliberately become vengeful spirits for revenge, with extremely deep obsessions, or some naturally evil spirits. I can't resolve those either. After all, I am not Ksitigarbha; I don't have the ability to say, 'If I don't enter hell, who will?'

Actually, even if I had that ability, I wouldn't have the heart. I am quite selfish; I just want to live peacefully. I basically only help others when I know I am not in danger."

Cheng Jin explained to Old Ma with a smile.

Old Ma suddenly understood and laughed, "Xiao Cheng, your awareness is unusually high."

"Huh?" Cheng Jin was slightly stunned. "What does this have to do with awareness?"

"How can it not?" Old Ma laughed. "Many people always think they are the most powerful and try to resolve everything they clearly cannot handle. To put it bluntly, they are like stones in a pickle jar—stinky and hard.

But you are different. You know what you want, and you know your own capabilities. In this regard, I think your awareness is much higher than theirs."

"Look at what you're saying," Cheng Jin laughed heartily. "I just care more about myself."

"People only live better when they care about themselves," Qian Huansheng spoke up.

Indeed, if one wants to live well, they must care about themselves first. If one doesn't care about themselves, how can they create a life for themselves?

Qian Huansheng's words seemed simple, but they contained profound truth.

Cheng Jin nodded in agreement. "Yes, so I care about myself first."

As she spoke, the image of her mother flashed through Cheng Jin's mind. If she hadn't cared about herself, she would have been abused by her mother to the point of wishing she were dead.

Her ability to live so optimistically was largely because she cared about herself.

Because she cared about herself, she could support herself. Although she had suffered greatly in the past, she never regretted having such experiences.

As for her mother, all she could do was visit occasionally during holidays. That was all she could do now.

It seemed her mother knew this too. Except for asking her to come back for a meal during New Year and other festivals, she rarely called her at other times.

Since she hadn't treated Cheng Jin well in the past, she naturally wouldn't deliberately demand responsibility from her now.

Qian Huansheng looked at Cheng Jin and said, "You are quite open-minded."

"Naturally, I am open-minded. If I weren't, I wouldn't be who I am today," Cheng Jin smiled slightly.

Cheng Jin saw things clearly, but some things still had to be faced. For example, the next day, after receiving a phone call, she fell into thought.

It was her biological mother's fiftieth birthday. As a daughter, she naturally had to visit.

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Jin went to ask Qian Huansheng for leave.

Qian Huansheng hummed, "I'll give you two days off, tomorrow and the day after. Just come back to work the day after that."

Two days of preparation was almost like three, since the coffee shop's business was mostly at night.

Cheng Jin smiled faintly. "It depends. Maybe I'll be back tonight."

Although she would return during the day tomorrow, taking a car, the journey from her city to her mother's city was only an hour by car.

Moreover, there were intercity trains at night. If there was nothing else to do, she could take the intercity train back at night.

"Be careful when you go back," Qian Huansheng reminded her.

"I know, Boss," Cheng Jin nodded slightly.

The next morning, Cheng Jin set off with a backpack.

She took the intercity train back. While a car took an hour, the intercity train only took half an hour.

Her stepfather was a high school teacher, so she had been allocated a house. Her biological mother had always lived there with her stepfather.

The house was not large, with two bedrooms and a living room. When Cheng Jin used to live at home, she stayed in a corner separated off in the living room. One bedroom belonged to her mother and stepfather, and the other to her half-brother. There was no room for her.

"Xiao Jin is back." Seeing Cheng Jin return, her stepfather didn't show much hostility.

Of course, there was no sense of intimacy either; he just treated Cheng Jin as a guest.

Cheng Jin nodded slightly. "Uncle, I'm back for Mom's birthday."

"Since you're back, have a meal with us later," her mother said indifferently, not sending Cheng Jin away.

"Okay." Cheng Jin looked around. "Where is Xiao Chuan?"

The Xiao Chuan Cheng Jin mentioned was Wen Chuan, her half-brother from the same father.