Yun Qingyang's Lost Memories

Within the Qin State, two figures, one tall and one short, stood on Huarong Road, gazing at Dubian Town. The moonlight was dim, making it impossible to see their faces clearly; only the faint golden light emanating from their bodies could vaguely reveal their outlines.

An old man with a withered face, and a fierce-looking burly man.

"Master, why did golden light emanate from your body just now?" Da Niu asked curiously, looking at the pitch-black sky.

The old man's weathered eyes gazed into the distance, and he said in a weary voice, "Because the shopkeeper is in trouble."

"Shopkeeper? Is he the owner of the book on Master's back?" Daniel asked doubtfully.

The old man nodded, withdrew his gaze, and turned to continue heading north.

"Let's go, we'll see him after you accompany me this far!"

Da Niu looked at the distant horizon, then at the old man's back, scratched his head sheepishly, and followed him.

In Dubian Town, the strange noise faded away, and everyone returned to normal.

Looking up at the Mysterious Bookstore, I discovered that the giant ice crystal dragon statue had vanished as if it had never existed; the several golden and black beams of light had also disappeared, along with the owner of the Mysterious Bookstore.

"What was that sound coming from just now?" A powerful figure at the Spirit Venerable realm got up from the ground, used his Spiritual Power to shake off the dust, and asked with surprise.

The sudden sound was accompanied by a powerful force that directly affected everyone in Dubian Town. Many low-level cultivators were Whirlwind several miles away, and even a cultivator like him, who had reached the Spirit Venerable realm, couldn't withstand it and rolled on the ground several times.

Fortunately, this force was harmless; otherwise, many cultivators would probably have died from that attack.

"It sounds like the roar of a spirit beast, but I've never heard it before," a cultivator at the Spirit Emperor realm said with a frown. As a Spirit Emperor, he could say that he knew most of the spirit beasts on the Azure Dragon Continent, especially powerful ones like this, which he studied carefully. So he basically knew all the high-level spirit beasts.

"In this world, the only creatures capable of causing such a significant impact with sound waves are probably Divine Beast," another cultivator Analytic.

"Could it be that Divine Beast deep within the Nine Heavens Mountain?" a cultivator suddenly said.

"Impossible. More than five hundred years ago, Saint Chu once ventured into the Nine Heavens Mountain. Back then, I was only at the Spirit Master Third Stage realm and was training on the outskirts of the Nine Heavens Mountain. I personally heard Saint Chu fighting that Divine Beast. The Divine Beast's voice was extremely violent, unlike the sharp and Infiltrator voice we just heard." An old man with white hair shook his head and said.

After denying the Divine Beast of Nine Heavens Mountain, everyone fell into a brief silence.

"Have you noticed? That giant ice crystal dragon statue is gone." At this moment, someone suddenly spoke up, causing everyone to look up at the sky above the Bookstore.

The giant dragon statue, which had been cast in blood, had vanished without a trace.

"Is it possible that the sound came from the Ice Crystal Dragon statue?" a cultivator whispered.

Upon hearing this, everyone was startled, their faces showing shock.

"Dragon's Roar!"

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey~"

In the Bookstore's backyard, Ma Feifei woke up to find herself face down, her little mouth making intimate contact with the earth, her mouth full of dust.

He plopped up, wiping the dust from his mouth, before Ma Feifei could even assess his surroundings.

"Whoosh~"

With a soft click, a sharp sword appeared at Ma Feifei's neck.

Instantly, Ma Feifei became obedient, ignoring the ash on his mouth. He glanced down at the Qingshuang Sword on his neck, then followed the blade to see Yun Qingyang's indifferent expression.

"What are you doing? Rebellion! Put down your sword right now!" Ma Feifei said in a serious tone, though his voice was quite soft.

"Hmm?" Yun Qingyang frowned, and the sword in his hand went in another three-tenths of the way, pressing against Ma Feifei's neck.

Ma Feifei suddenly felt a chill on her neck and quickly said, "Miss Qingyang, stop joking! This joke isn't funny at all, it could kill someone! Come on, put the sword down first, let's sit down and talk things over, okay?"

"You know me?" Yun Qingyang asked in confusion.

"Huh?" Ma Feifei was stunned for a moment, looking at Yun Qingyang who was completely bewildered, and he was also completely bewildered.

How was he supposed to respond to that?

"How do you know my name?" Seeing Ma Feifei in a daze, Yun Qingyang flicked his Qingshuang Sword and asked sharply.

"I..." Ma Feifei tilted his head back, momentarily at a loss for words.

'Has this girl gone mad from the cold? She doesn't even recognize me? Or is she deliberately acting and making fun of me?' Ma Feifei looked at Yun Qingyang's cold face without showing any emotion, and found that her eyes seemed to be full of confusion.

Don't you really recognize me?

"Hmm?" Yun Qingyang frowned even more, but for some reason, she couldn't muster any killing intent towards this person who knew her name.

"I know you! Of course I know you. Your name is Yun Qingyang, and you're a dragon. We spent some wonderful times together in Dubian Town." Seeing that Yun Qingyang was losing patience, Ma Feifei blurted out.

"Nonsense!" Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyang's eyes blazed with anger. She had been living beneath the Ten-Thousand-Zhang Ice Cavern time; how could she possibly have spent any pleasant time with this person in Dubian Town? He was full of lies; he deserved to die!

"Wait!" Ma Feifei raised both hands and hurriedly shouted, "Then we don't know you. You have indeed been living under the Ten-Thousand-Zhang Ice Cavern all this time, and we have never seen you before."

It seems that Yun Qingyang has really been frozen senseless and doesn't even recognize him. However, the most important thing right now is to calm Yun Qingyang down and get her to put down the sword. Whether she recognizes him or not is not important; we should just go along with her for now.

"If you don't recognize me, why do you know my name? Are you the sworn enemy of my Frost Clan? Are you here to kill me?" Yun Qingyang looked at Ma Feifei and said coldly. As she spoke, she seemed to think that her Analytic made sense, and her gaze towards Ma Feifei became even more wary.

Ma Feifei, on the verge of tears, raised her hands and said, "Should I even have gotten to know you...?"

What the hell is going on here? I can't say I know them, and I can't say I don't know them either. What am I supposed to do?

"Huh!" Suddenly, Ma Feifei had a flash of inspiration and said, "I know a way to prove that we not only know each other, but we also have a good relationship."

Yun Qingyang looked at Ma Feifei with a puzzled expression, not knowing what he meant by those words.

Ma Feifei pointed to the spatial ring in Yun Qingyang's hand and said, "Your spatial ring contains twelve piles of Spirit Crystal, each as high as a small mountain, with a quantity of one hundred million; inside the spatial ring is also a magnificent palace, which houses all kinds of high-level spiritual artifacts and rare treasures... In addition, your favorite food is Spirit Crystal, and your favorite things to do are to gaze at the sky and daydream and Rest; you like to wear a black, close-fitting long robe with white embroidered shoes; the sword in your hand is called Qingshuang, a Present from your father when you were born..."

"Am I right?" Ma Feifei looked at Yun Qingyang and said smugly.

Yun Qingyang was completely stunned, her eyes filled with shock.

"So, we're actually quite familiar with each other." Ma Feifei chuckled, subtly removing the Qingshuang Sword from his neck.

"Call out!"

The Qingshuang Sword again. Yun Qingyang glared at Ma Feifei and said sternly, "You've found out so much; do you have some ulterior motive towards me?"