"This poor Daoist was careless again! It was only because the benefits from the last Sitting in Oblivion for Eons had been too great..."
In the lightning-flash moment between life and death, Li Qingyun suddenly recalled scenes he had heard and experienced during Sitting in Oblivion for Eons!
"The master of Old Cliff Peak was the Yellow Map Saint, an extraordinary figure from the Primordial Era..."
"He had three disciples under him. No—counting this fish, there were four disciples!"
"Eldest Senior Brother Hong, Second Senior Brother Gui, Third Senior Sister Mei... and during Sitting in Oblivion for Eons, they called me Little Junior Brother over and over. So they had been setting this trap together back then, deliberately or otherwise 'brainwashing' me..."
The fragment of his soul left on this side hazily recalled many scenes from Sitting in Oblivion for Eons.
Even the faces and appearances of eldest senior brother and Third Senior Sister gradually sprang clearly into his mind.
Only that brilliant angler—the Yellow Map Saint—still possessed nothing more than an ancient silhouette in Li Qingyun's "memories"!
Even before his disciples and followers, that figure had always shown only his back.
His true face was utterly blurred...
The increasingly familiar voices from the other side still drifted over faintly.
"This shell of Fourth Junior Brother's is simply too powerful at its foundation. Even I, his senior sister, am drooling three feet over it. What a pity Master called dibs on it!" Third Senior Sister "Mei" giggled, her voice thick with greed and regret.
"Mei, do not act recklessly! If you ruin Master's grand plan, you should know the consequences..." Though Second Senior Brother Gui was greedy, he still retained the rigid side Li Qingyun remembered.
"Stop arguing! Junior Brother Yun has shown filial devotion to Master and willingly offered