Human World.
Lu Yang's Afterimage and Sky Soaring's Afterimage sat facing each other, both wearing kindly smiles as they stared one another down, neither willing to yield.
In the end, Lu Yang's Afterimage took the initiative to speak.
"Senior, do you think they'll take the bait?"
"Not sure."
Sky Soaring's Afterimage shook his head. "I know little about Star Palace cultivators and am unclear on their ways, so I can't make rash judgments."
"But no matter what, as long as they come, that will be enough."
"Whether they truly intend to trade or have come to surround and kill me, it doesn't matter. Once they arrive, I can simply concede. Afterward, I'll leave it to you, Daoist friend."
At this point, Sky Soaring's Afterimage glanced at Lu Yang's Afterimage again and sighed. "After all, having one person like me is already absurd enough. The Star Palace probably never imagined that someone even fiercer would emerge after me. Of course, after this, it will likely be difficult to swindle anyone again."
"No matter."
Lu Yang's Afterimage chuckled softly. "We'll swindle them as long as we can. Besides, for some reason, I feel that the original body probably won't care about this sort of thing."
As he spoke, he sank into thought again.
Strange.
As an afterimage, he should have been able to share memories with the original body—at the very least, all of the original body's memories from before this residual shadow had been left behind.
Yet reality was not so.
There are considerable gaps in my memories. I can't even imprint the Human World? It seems the original body has quite a few secrets.
Even so, Lu Yang's Afterimage felt not the slightest stir. His heart remained as still as a placid lake. That was the effect of a perfected