So she mingled among the Sacred Palace's blue-robed disciples and, by constantly acting coquettishly, managed to find out a few things.
When she returned, she said, "Uncle, that woman is called Liu Ling'er. I heard the Master of the Sacred Palace brought her back from outside. She has extremely high talent, and her body contains a powerful treasure."
"She has already become a provisional Saintess. Perhaps it won't be long before she becomes the Saintess. She'll be the future Master of the Sacred Palace."
At this, Yue'er said enviously, "I wish I were her."
"Has she really lost her memory?" I hurriedly asked.
"She probably hasn't," Yue'er said.
"Are you sure?" I looked at her, my eyes bloodshot.
"That's right. She probably hasn't lost her memory. She often tells people about things from her past," Yue'er said.
"So that's how it is." I nodded, my gaze filled with confusion. I never would have thought things would turn out this way. In the end, had I still been abandoned?
How tragic. At that thought, I gave a bitter smile, my eyes filled with icy coldness.
But Zhang Fan said, "Things aren't that bad. I keep feeling that something is wrong. This might have something to do with the Sacred Palace Inheritance."
"The Sacred Palace Inheritance? What's that about?" I asked.
"Liu Ling'er might have lost her memory. Or perhaps someone sealed away the memories that only involved you. Otherwise, she couldn't possibly fail to recognize you," Zhang Fan said.
"Perhaps she's only pretending," I sighed.
"These are all your guesses, but even if that's the case, it doesn't mean anything," Zhang Fan said. "Even if you reunited with her, what use would it be? Your most urgent task is still to find a way to change bodies. Your current body is