"Ye Ziyu was a name Ye Qianxun gave me. I don't like it anymore. Big Brother Lu, was my name Xiao Qiao before?"
Now that Yu Xiaoqiao had seen Ye Qianxun's true colors, how could she still be willing to use that name?
"Your real name is Yu Xiaoqiao. You and I truly aren't from this realm. Back when you were still in the Nascent Soul Realm, I brought you all here, but we were separated later by a storm in the void. By the time I saw you again, you were in Yuanling City, and you couldn't remember anything from before." Lu Xiaotian gave her a brief explanation.
"Yu Xiaoqiao? I like that name. Big Brother Lu, could you tell me about my past?" Yu Xiaoqiao seemed to be struggling to recall the blank spaces in her memories. One or two familiar but indistinct figures flashed through her mind, but as soon as she tried to think harder, her head throbbed as if it were splitting apart. She couldn't help crying out in pain.
"Don't try to remember. Even that old monster Ye Qianxun couldn't restore the memories you've lost," Lu Xiaotian advised.
"I'm going to die soon anyway. What does a little pain matter? I don't want to die like some muddleheaded ghost." Despite the agony, a faint smile appeared on Yu Xiaoqiao's pale face.
"We might not die. Ye Qianxun is certainly formidable, but his enemies won't be any less capable. The Chizi Youlian is such a rare treasure that it's enough to stir other Mahayana cultivators, even old monsters at the Tribulation Transcendence stage, into action. The chances of killing Ye Qianxun aren't high, but it isn't impossible." Lu Xiaotian said this knowing that against a powerhouse like Ye Qianxun, being captured after a misstep was