If Head-Severing Life wasn't lying, then he was also an ancient alumnus of Famous Sword Academy.
After a brief pause, Yue Wen continued reading.
[Head-Severing Life: The Corpse Demon was once a noble member of the Demon Race, just like you. He's been dead for who knows how many years, but his body never decayed, and a new consciousness emerged from it. Now it's hard to say whether he's a nightmare spirit or a demon.]
[Head-Severing Life: He's never known anything about his origins or past.]
[Head-Severing Life: I've said my piece. You should all report in, too.]
[Heart-Gouging Woman: Where am I from? Of course I'm from the Human Race. I only remember that I came to claim the inheritance. No, don't come! Snake Mountain is a trap! Don't come!]
[Starved Ghost (dragging Heart-Gouging Woman away by the leg): Lord Qi Motuo, I remember—I was a rogue cultivator, and I wanted to revive the Nightmare God Cult! But... what is the Nightmare God Cult? I don't know...]
[Medicine Jar: I remember being very rich. I also remember someone waiting for me... Oh, right, what day of the week is it?]
[Two-Headed Flood Dragon: I remember I used to have only one head. I could churn rivers and seas, and everyone feared me! As for how I ended up with two heads, I don't remember...]
Reading their accounts, Yue Wen felt that they probably wouldn't be able to say much more if he simply let them keep talking.
They probably weren't deliberately hiding anything. If they wanted to conceal the truth, they could just say they didn't know or make up some background. There was no need to offer these fragments of memory.
Yue Wen had once suspected that these people had all died beneath Snake Mountain, leaving their souls