Quanzhu appeared before the Li Residence wrapped in animal hides and covered by tattered clothes, a short blade tucked at her waist. Her hands were covered in scars of varying lengths, yet her rough fingers looked extraordinarily powerful, like eagle talons and iron hooks.
Three years. She had passed through nine great gates of death before reaching Wanshi City.
Calling her an undying cockroach would not have been an exaggeration.
"My name is Li Qing'an. Should I call you Sister?"
Li Qing'an looked at the unfamiliar woman before him, who called herself Li Quanzhu. He was polite, yet remained wary.
"Call me... Aunt," Quanzhu said after a brief daze, hastily assigning herself a seniority.
She had actually forgotten most things from before, including being born in Wei Zu Heaven and riding the ferry boat. She only retained hazy memories of her experiences in the Huang Pi Association, as well as all manner of dealings with "Demon Medicine."
Since she had been reborn through Li Qingyun's Path of Rebirth, the roots and origins of her former identity had naturally been stripped away. She could no longer remember anything of Wei Zu Heaven.
Having survived nine deaths, in this life she was only Li Quanzhu—a native of this place who had once stumbled into the Huang Pi Association and become a remnant who could not see the light of day...
In her limited memories, she felt she ought to have been from roughly the same generation as Li Qingyun.
At the very least, she could not possibly be of the same generation as this delicate-featured child.
"Qing'an, let your aunt come in!"
At that moment, Li Qingyun's gentle voice drifted over from deep within the courtyard.
It counted as his tacit acceptance of Quanzhu's identity.
"So Aunt Zhu has come! Please, come