"I—I know! It happened hundreds of years ago, so I don't know much about what happened in my previous life!" Jing Xuechen answered honestly. She wasn't the sort of person who liked taking advantage of others, either.
The old man froze for a moment before nodding. "This Immortal Lord knows that very well. Over the years, it wasn't only Fellow Daoist Jing who came seeking her roots. Several other immortals from other immortal domains came as well. Besides, we are different from the demon immortals—we do not interfere too much in matters such as reincarnation."
Jing Xuechen said seriously, "I believe you, Senior. Could you tell us about the Jingxu Immortal Domain? And, Senior, did you know me as well?"
"I... I'm sorry, but this Immortal Lord does not know you." The old man hesitated. It wasn't only me who felt curious—even Jing Xuechen sensed that something was wrong.
"Is there something difficult to say? Please speak frankly, Senior." Jing Xuechen hurriedly asked.
Seeking one's roots was only human nature. I was curious about my own origins, too, and it was perfectly normal for others to feel the same way. That was why I felt Du Long had something obscure that he could not reveal.
"Could it be that there are some secrets about the Jingxu Immortal Domain back then that cannot be spoken of?" I asked bluntly.
"No! Could it be that no one explained the connection to you?" Du Long answered almost instinctively.
The corners of my mouth curled into a smile. "It seems this concerns the Purple-Eyed Divine Domain, so you can't say anything?"
"Ah? This... Fellow Daoist, you're worrying too much. If there were a problem, we would certainly explain it. The upheaval four hundred years ago has become smoke scattered by the wind. How could