"...So the Dao Transformation Sacred Art I cultivated was 'created' by Yu Huang?"
Li Ye's head buzzed.
He marveled at how lucky he was to have survived.
Even though the translation was wrong, he hadn't trained himself to death.
And its power was immense.
"How do you read this character?"
"And this one?"
Li Ye took the opportunity to ask the siblings about the Primordial Script.
He wrote more than a dozen characters in a row.
Dugu Miaoyin identified them with ease.
All these characters came from the Dao Transformation Sacred Art. After checking them, he learned that Yu Huang had mistranslated five characters back then.
Their meanings were also vastly different.
Cold sweat trickled down Li Ye's back. It really had been the Ancestor's blessing that he hadn't trained himself to death.
At the same time, he marveled at the tremendous fortune of Yu Huang's Heavenly Maiden Body. Though she had mistranslated the characters, she had somehow guided the scripture toward an interpretation that didn't conflict at all with its original meaning.
"Where did you see so many Primordial characters?" the girl asked in surprise.
If their family's ancestors hadn't lived relatively close to the Primordial Era, they would never have encountered this kind of script.
It was so ancient that it had long since been lost.
Yet Li Ye seemed to have come across plenty of it.
The siblings were both astonished.
"I've seen some inscriptions. I thought they were Archaic Script, but after your confirmation, it seems they're indeed Primordial Script."
"I was just curious."
Li Ye said it without batting an eye.
The siblings eyed him suspiciously.
Dugu Miaoyin looked intrigued. "I'm very curious about things from the Primordial Era. Do you have any other characters? I can help decipher them."
She wore an expression of