Minghe was deeply confused.
She had already awakened many memories of the Nether River. Apart from the most essential cultivation memories, which she had yet to awaken—those could too easily overwhelm her consciousness—she had awakened at least a third of the peripheral memories, such as her understanding of the Netherworld. She could also naturally use some arts that did not touch upon the fundamentals.
That was why so many people could sense Netherworld Intent from her.
No matter how deliberately she avoided probing her own nature, surely she could not be so oblivious as to not know whether she had a heart?
Minghe truly did not remember having a heart in her previous life. Logically, there should not have been one. Her previous life had merely been an incarnation of the Plane Will. On a grand scale, it could be called a Plane Spirit; on a smaller scale, it was simply the spirit of a river. In nature, it was equivalent to the artifact spirit within Qin Yi's Wolf Tooth Club—the same thing.
How could a ghost have a heart?
Could it be referring to the heart of that river? But how could a river have a heart?
Then again, if something like a crystal core had condensed within the river and been mistaken by others for the Nether River Heart, that was certainly possible.
Moreover, the instant she heard that term, Minghe's heart stirred. It was as if she ought to know what it was...
If she had such a feeling, then whether or not it was truly a heart, it was ultimately connected to her. That much should be correct.
But what exactly was it...
Minghe felt somewhat conflicted. She did not know whether she ought to investigate this object. According to her master's instructions, it seemed best