While listening to Teacher Lu talk with that voice, Su Yuan grew rather uneasy. When no one was paying attention, he secretly took a sip of Enlightenment Tea. At once, he felt his limbs and bones grow much more limber, as though he were weightless and barely existed. Moving around suddenly felt incredibly easy.
"This, this is..."
The voice was taken aback. He had drunk Enlightenment Tea countless times in his life, but never had it been this potent.
What vintage was this Enlightenment Tea?
There was no Enlightenment Tea of this caliber in the Extreme North. Just who was the other party, to be able to produce it so effortlessly?
"May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist?" The voice put away its earlier arrogance, realizing that Lu Yang's origins far exceeded anything it had imagined. He might well have held a status equal to its own in life—or even been more powerful.
The only ones more powerful than it were Tribulation Transcendence cultivators.
"When asking someone else's identity, you should introduce yourself first."
The voice let out a long, wistful sigh. "You're quite right, fellow Daoist. It's just that I truly can't remember who I used to be."
Lu Yang narrowed his eyes. "What can you remember, then?"
"I was a cultivator from the Extreme North, at the peak of the Body Integration Realm. I was struck by a great calamity and meant to possess a little beggar who had frozen to death in the city. But after the possession, I fell into a deep sleep, while that little beggar came back to life."
Su Yuan was startled to hear this. "That little beggar..."
"That was you."
Su Yuan looked bewildered. His memories from childhood were hazy, and he couldn't recall what had happened.
"You were struck by