"Sister Shanshan, give me another copy of the current meridian map." Zhao Qian frowned and stepped in front of me as if protecting me, reaching out to Han Shanshan for the meridian jade tablet.
"Well, he is my husband, after all, Little Qianqian." Han Shanshan wore the expression of a queen, but she did not refuse. She tossed over the jade tablet, and Zhao Qian caught it and read the information inside without hesitation.
Dongfang Fu quietly observed the minute changes in Zhao Qian's expression, because he had to learn the result of those changes at the first possible moment.
"Sure enough, it has changed." Zhao Qian spoke in a solemn voice, her expression extremely complicated. I hurriedly sent her a voice transmission: "How is it? Is she still Han Shanshan?"
Zhao Qian glanced at Dongfang Fu, then nodded and said to me, "I don't know either. The points where the meridians connect to destiny look almost as if they have been rearranged. Even I can't investigate all of them. You could even say there are countless times more now. Strangely, though, the additions haven't covered or reinforced the original structure. They've merely outlined a rough form. Perhaps only after Sister Shanshan reaches a certain level in her cultivation will there be a day when she can fill it in completely."
"Much like the derivative imprints on the stele of the Spirit-Absorbing Art?" I hurriedly asked.
Zhao Qian nodded. "Exactly. It's not just the meridians—even the destiny imprints are the same. So she is still Sister Shanshan, but her future is filled with limitless unknowns and possibilities. That's why I can't say for certain whether she will still be herself in the future. Moreover, the extensions of her destiny meridians have already become somewhat clear, yet they remain under her