Is This Guy Really Me?

Lin Nuo naturally understood the implication behind Lin Nuo's words. After reflecting on those memories, he replied, "Theoretically speaking, I should belong to the same era as Yun Ming."

"Six..." Lin Nuo was at a loss for words. He had initially thought transmigrating was a stroke of luck, only to find his soul split into six fragments, each cast into a different era.

That was manageable, but the most absurd part was that he and Lin Xiu were actually in different timelines of the Peerless Tang Sect era; it was simply heaven-defying.

Looking at the speechless Lin Nuo before him, Lin Xiu remained outwardly calm and said, "A-Nuo, let me address you that way."

"I'm afraid this is a good thing. If I am in my own timeline, I can create many opportunities in your current one—for instance, ensuring the Holy Spirit Cult poses no threat to you, or even securing more benefits for your growth," Lin Xiu said slowly.

He realized that if he and Lin Nuo were in different timelines of the Peerless Tang Sect, there were endless possibilities for orchestration.

Hearing this, Lin Nuo finally caught on. That's right!

Time was the greatest loophole. He held the authority over time, and as the most important of the five soul fragments, there was so much he could exploit.

"You're right, A-Xiu." Lin Nuo nodded, his gaze shifting to the other four. "In that case, can we use your respective eras to secure benefits for me, the primary soul?"

Hearing this from Lin Nuo, the primary soul, Lin Fan crossed his arms and replied, "Naturally. You are the sovereign, and we are your soul fragments; it is a relationship of lord and subject."

"You are the lord, we are the subjects. Serving you is only natural."

"Fan is right." Lin Yan nodded in agreement. "So, what do you need us to do?"

"Although you aren't as handsome as me, serving you is a given." Lin Tian brushed his hair back, speaking with a touch of narcissism.

Beside him, Lin Yan looked at Lin Tian, speechless, and retorted, "Your narcissism is beyond the norm."

"That it is," Lin Tian admitted directly.

Lin Yan: "..."

He had never seen such a shameless person, and the fact that this person was another version of himself was simply ridiculous.

After a long silence, Lin Yan couldn't help but quip, "I'm starting to suspect you didn't inherit the authority of wisdom, but rather the authority of narcissism."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"I'm done." Lin Yan couldn't take it anymore. He looked at Lin Nuo and pointed at the narcissistic guy beside him: "Can I swap him out?"

"Hey!" Lin Tian was immediately displeased by Lin Yan's remark and retorted, "I haven't even complained that you aren't as good-looking as me, yet you're complaining about me first?"

Lin Yan silently looked away; he felt this guy was narcissistically beyond saving.

Watching this scene, Lin Nuo and Lin Xiu couldn't help but exchange a glance, saying in unison, "Is this guy really me?"

The meeting soon concluded. Lin Nuo opened his eyes to the unfamiliar yet familiar ceiling, realizing he had returned.

He rubbed his aching head, stood up, and surveyed his surroundings before sitting on the bed to organize his background: an orphan, parents deceased—the typical "perk" of a transmigrator.

Moreover, the Peerless Tang Sect era could be considered the most troublesome period in the entire Douluo Continent timeline. Dragon Clan martial souls suppressed everything, the soul beast clan was preparing to revolt, other planes sought to invade the Douluo Plane, and even the Sea God Tang San, far away, yearned for his return.

It was the worst of times, and the most wretched of times.

The Tang San era offered chances to seize everything, the Peerless Tang Sect era offered chances for counterattacks, but the Peerless Tang Sect era... tsk, it was complicated.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Hearing the chime, Lin Nuo stopped his train of thought and looked toward the door with curiosity. He wondered if he had known anyone before his memories awakened.

With that thought, he walked over to open the door. The moment he saw the figure outside, he froze. He never imagined that the person ringing his doorbell would be one of the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's clones, Na'er.

"Who are you?" Lin Nuo asked curiously, his eyes filled with confusion. His memories held no trace of Na'er.

Had he lost some memories, or were those other versions of himself starting to make moves?

Lin Nuo could only lean toward the latter.

The girl looked a year younger than Lin Nuo, with captivating short silver hair that reflected the sunlight naturally.

Her eyes were large, the irises like two clear purple crystals. Even from a distance, it felt as though one could see their own reflection within them, and her long eyelashes curled upward naturally.

Her skin was incredibly fair, as delicate as if a gentle pinch would make it bleed. She exuded a faint, fresh fragrance, looking like a porcelain doll.

"U-um..." The silver-haired girl seemed flustered, or perhaps nervous, as she asked, "Are you Brother Lin Nuo?"

"I am." Lin Nuo was even more puzzled, but he nodded and countered, "Do we know each other?"

Upon hearing Lin Nuo's answer, the silver-haired girl became instantly excited and hurriedly produced a letter: "This..."

Looking at the envelope, Lin Nuo took it and began to read.

"Hello Lin Nuo, perhaps we don't know each other now, but in the future, there will come a day when we do. So, could you please look after Na'er for a while?"

The letter contained only this line. After reading it, Lin Nuo looked at Na'er and remained silent for a long moment before saying, "I don't have the money to support you."

"Oh, Brother, don't worry, I have money!" With that, Na'er immediately pulled out a large money bag, leaving Lin Nuo stunned. She had come fully prepared!

Lin Nuo put the envelope away and told Na'er to stow the money bag. "Na'er, come inside first!"

"Okay." Na'er nodded obediently and followed Lin Nuo into the house.

Lin Nuo did not notice that several gazes were fixed on the apartment from afar.

"My Lord, does he really still remember the promise from back then?" a man couldn't help but ask.

"I believe in him." The young woman watched the closed door quietly and replied, then looked toward the purple-haired woman beside her. "Zi Ji, I will leave it to you to act as their bodyguard during this time. You should be quite willing, right?"

"Thank you, My Lord." Zi Ji agreed to the order without a moment's hesitation.

Seeing Zi Ji agree so readily, the young woman said nothing more, withdrawing her gaze. "Let's go."

However, before leaving, she couldn't help but glance back at the closed door one last time. "You who run along the timeline, will you keep running this time? A-Nuo!"

The others looked at each other, but faced with the young woman's call, they said nothing and followed her footsteps, leaving the place together, leaving only Zi Ji behind.