Xu Xing withdrew his gaze from the distance, then symbolically took out his phone and snapped a picture as well.
"Of course I remember."
Charm Ancestor was considered the most mysterious among the Thirteen True Immortals of Great Profound.
Even in myths passed down since Remote Antiquity, her true name had never been mentioned.
"I still remember that my cultivation was very low back then. I hadn't even met little Yinxue yet." There was a trace of wistfulness in Charm Ancestor's voice.
Time spared no one. In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed.
"Hm?"
Xu Xing was somewhat surprised. "That's not right, is it? I remember that when we first met, you didn't have any cultivation."
Charm Ancestor froze, then said, "Why... would you say that?"
"Our first meeting was at the altar of the Willow Wraith Clan, wasn't it?" Xu Xing looked at her. "You really were still young then, but you should remember it now."
Once cultivators reached a certain realm, their control over themselves would attain the utmost limit.
Thus, no matter how distant a memory was—even memories from when they had been muddle-headed and had yet to gain wisdom—it would not become the slightest bit blurry.
Even ordinary high-level cultivators were like this.
Let alone a True Immortal like her, who wielded the Dao of the 'True Self'?
"..." Charm Ancestor fell silent for quite a while. "I thought... you hadn't recognized me."
After all, their second meeting after that had come after a very long interval, and she had changed greatly.
Xu Xing shook his head slightly. "My realm wasn't high at the time, but I had at least reached Spirit Transformation perfection. How could I possibly fail to recognize you?"
"But if you recognized me, then why didn't you refute