Trust

When Jiang Lianyi asked, "Who are you?" Lu Yang's heart clenched painfully.

It seemed the mastermind had erased the Undying Fairy's existence outright. They hadn't merely replaced the book's title; they had altered people's memories, wiping out everything about the Undying Fairy from everyone's minds. Even someone as powerful as Jiang Lianyi hadn't been spared.

Jiang Lianyi was an unparalleled half-immortal, qualified to contend for the position of an immortal. If even she hadn't been spared, it was easy to imagine what had happened to other cultivators and mortals.

No wonder no one had spoken the Undying Fairy's name after her death and brought her back to life.

"The Undying Fairy, Huang Doudou?"

Jiang Lianyi stopped crying. The name felt utterly unfamiliar to her; she had not the slightest impression of it, and her eyes were full of confusion.

The smile on the Undying Fairy's face gradually faded. She had been prepared for this, but learning that Jiang Lianyi had forgotten her still left her hurt and disappointed.

"That's right! I'm the Undying Fairy, Huang Doudou. I'm counted among the five ancient immortals alongside the Qilin Immortal, the Ninefold Immortal, the Immortal of Heavenly Mandate, and the Immortal of Time. I was the last of the five to become an immortal!"

"The last to become an immortal was my husband. He was the fourth. There were only four immortals in ancient times, so where did this fifth immortal come from?"

"What about your cooking and Xiao Ling's? I taught you both how to cook."

Xiao Ling was the ancient ancestor of the Dragon Race, Ao Ling.

"We taught ourselves. We had no master."

"And the fake-death technique! The one you just used—I taught it to you and Xiao Ling."

"Xiao Ling and I found the fake-death technique while exploring a