Amid the hundred flowers in the mountains, White Clad Young Man brewed wine. The green-robed Chen Ping'an who arrived later picked up the bowl of sorghum wine from the table, turning guest into host. Standing, he took a sip and smiled at the Savage Female Cultivator whose mind and soul had both been detained here. Unexpectedly, she too had eaten from a hundred households and stolen a hundred fighting arts. What a treasure he had picked up. Calling her Fellow Daoist was entirely fitting. He asked, "State your name, Fellow Daoist, and tell us your splendid story. We can use it as a dish to go with the wine."
The female cultivator had no choice but to conceal nothing, nor could she hide anything. The green-robed and white-robed men, one standing and one sitting, saw every inch of the scenery within her heart and mind, as clearly as a fire reflected in a cave. This was because a revolving lantern tableau concerning her life and experiences had already appeared atop the mountain. The deeply remembered past took the form of vividly colored images, as real as living people and physical objects. Blurry memories were gray-and-white portraits. Where memory and reality were muddled together, the displayed scenes became chaotic and disordered. Her alias was Xu Jiaqie, her Demon Race True Name was Xiao Xing, her Daoist name was You Ren, and her Venerable Master affectionately called her Xiao Geng. Her true form was an unrecorded ancient bird, one that delighted in carrying fire in its beak as it swept across the mortal world. Thus, she had primarily cultivated Fire Method in her early years. Draped over her was an emerald feathered garment refined from her immortal remains after she had shaped herself into human form. Her Daoist robe had been named