Pei Ling immediately unleashed [Grievance Nightmare divine abilities], but soon discovered that without the Curse Ghost Dao Foundation, he couldn't use any of the "Zhou" inheritance.
He furrowed his brows, promptly turned around, and went back into his room, closing the door behind him.
Compared to the courtyard, where cold winds howled, the room with its doors and windows shut was warm and cozy. The warmth quickly soothed Pei Ling's ailing body, and he felt his condition gradually stabilize.
He circled around the screen and returned to the table. After sitting down and thinking carefully for a while, Pei Ling suddenly removed his mask.
The instant the mask left his face, his aura plummeted, and he reverted once more to an ordinary mortal.
At the same time, a completely unfamiliar memory surfaced in his mind.
He held a coral tree a foot tall in his hands. After examining it closely, he gave a slight nod, raised his head, and looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper not far away. He opened his mouth to speak...
In a daze, Pei Ling abruptly came to his senses. The palace lanterns cast a dim, hazy light, and shadows loomed all around. Rare treasures lined the shelves, their glittering jewels and vibrant colors impossible to conceal even in the gloom.
Pei Ling looked puzzled. What he had just seen was Young Master Zheng's memory, yet it had also seemed like his own...
That subtle feeling of having experienced it himself was all too familiar!
Realizing this, Pei Ling's expression turned grave. He then quickly put the mask back on.
As the chill returned, his aura immediately recovered to the Qi Refining Stage, and his thoughts once again became clear.
Beneath the mask, Pei Ling fell into thought. He had assumed this place