The Little Demoness's surname was Jiang. Looking across the entire Heavenly Profound Continent, there were not many places where imperial surnames overlapped.
Usually, a new surname would be bestowed, precisely to prevent confusion with the imperial bloodline.
When it came to the topic of himself, Black Robe could still talk a little.
Lin Heng had plenty of time tonight. Presumably, Black Robe had gone to such lengths to have Jie infiltrate the Green Pavilion Sect not just to play riddles with him.
Two chairs were brought out inside the room, and the two sat facing each other.
"Go on, then. What's your real name?"
"Jiang Sheng."
"What is your relationship with the Female Emperor?!"
Black Robe frowned slightly, his tone somewhat displeased as he said, "Are you interrogating a criminal? Or should I just say it myself?"
"Fine, fine, fine. Say it yourself."
"I, Jiang Sheng, practiced martial arts at three, studied letters at six, formally began cultivating at ten, reached Foundation Establishment in half a year, and achieved Golden Core perfection at thirteen. I followed General Zuoqian to quell the chaos in the Southern Wasteland.
"At fifteen, I was appointed leader of the Garrison Command's Central Guard Battalion, and I was also the youngest leader the entire Garrison Command had ever had. At that time, everyone thought I had wormed my way in through connections, until two years later, during the expedition to the Western Wasteland Corridor, when I struck into Demon Valley and crossed the Nascent Soul tribulation in the midst of danger, preserving the lives of several thousand people."
Hearing the story up to this point, Lin Heng had already begun to stare wide-eyed.
The human army that had pierced through Demon Valley in the Western Wasteland Corridor had actually been led by Black Robe. But at