The girl inside the stele listened to Tang Lan's words and immediately flared up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, angrily explaining herself.
"Tell me about your background!"
Tang Lan was not about to take this fellow's word for it, so he asked about her origins.
The meaning could not have been clearer: if she did not tell him the truth, Tang Lan would never take her with him.
"Fine. Since you have taken the initiative to ask about my identity, I shall tell you truthfully."
"I am He Xi, the Eastern Domain Mystic Sovereign, one of the Four Domains Mystic Sovereigns of old. I fought to save the Nan Zhan Continent."
The girl within the stele introduced herself, her voice carrying an innate air of authority.
Yet Tang Lan and Spirit Ning Xian within the black knife behind him found it rather amusing.
Ning Xian in particular actually let out a snort of laughter.
"Hm? What was that laughing? Are you hiding something on your body?"
The mysterious girl calling herself He Xi naturally heard Ning Xian's laughter.
The moment her words fell, Tang Lan felt a powerful wave of Mental Power envelop the entire space.
It finally locked onto the Black Sword Massacre on his back.
Ning Xian did not hide. Instead, he said, "He Xi, after all this time, I never thought you would not even remember me!"
This left Tang Lan deeply puzzled. He could not understand how Ning Xian knew the He Xi before him.
"You are..."
The voice from within the stele stopped halfway through, falling into thought as the surroundings gradually became silent.
Ning Xian simply introduced himself directly. "Northern Domain Mystic Sovereign Ning Xian."
Though it was only six words, the voice within the stele suddenly became tense.
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