Is This Guy Really Me?

Lin Xiu naturally understood what Lin Nuo meant. After thinking over those memories, he replied, "In theory, I should belong to the same era as Yun Ming."

"Six..." Lin Nuo was at a loss for words. He had thought transmigrating was a perk, only to find that his soul had been split into six pieces and sent to different eras.

That was bad enough. The most outrageous part was that he and Lin Xiu were in different Dragon King timelines. That was downright absurd.

Watching Lin Nuo struggle to find the words, Lin Xiu remained perfectly calm on the surface. "Ano, I'll call you that."

"Perhaps this is a good thing. If I were in my own timeline, I could create plenty of opportunities in your current one. For instance, I could make sure the Holy Spirit Cult posed no threat to you, and even secure more benefits for you." Lin Xiu spoke slowly.

He figured that if he and Lin Nuo were in different Dragon King timelines, there would be all sorts of things they could set in motion.

Hearing this, Lin Nuo came around, too. Right!

Time was the biggest loophole, and he controlled the Authority of Time. As the most important of the five souls, there was so much they could make use of.

"You're right, A Xiu." Lin Nuo nodded, then slowly looked at the other four. "So, the four of you—could we use your eras to secure benefits for me, the main body?"

Hearing these words from Lin Nuo, the main soul, Lin Fan folded his arms and replied, "Of course. You're the main body, and we're parts of your soul. That makes us lord and subjects."

"You're the lord, and we're your subjects. Serving you is only right."

"Fan's right." Lin Yan nodded in agreement. "So, what do you want us to do?"

"You may not be as handsome as me, but of course I should serve you." Lin Tian ran a hand through his hair, sounding rather conceited.

Lin Yan heard him and stared at Lin Tian in speechless disbelief. "You're not just a little conceited."

"That's right." Lin Tian readily admitted it.

Lin Yan: "..."

He had never met anyone so shameless—and that person was another version of himself. It was beyond absurd.

After a long silence, Lin Yan couldn't help adding, "I'm starting to think you didn't inherit the Authority of Wisdom. You inherited the Authority of Conceit."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"I'm done." Lin Yan couldn't take it anymore. He turned to Lin Nuo and pointed at the conceited guy beside him. "Can I switch partners?"

"Hey!" Lin Tian immediately protested. "I never complained that you weren't as good-looking as me, and now you're the one complaining about me?"

Lin Yan silently looked away. This guy beside him seemed hopelessly conceited.

Watching this, Lin Nuo and Lin Xiu exchanged glances and blurted out in unison, "Is this guy really me?"

The meeting ended soon after. Lin Nuo opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar yet familiar ceiling, realizing he was back.

He rubbed his aching head, stood up, and looked around the room. Then he sat on the bed and began piecing together his background: an orphan, with both parents dead. That was a transmigrator's special "perk."

And the Dragon King era could be called the most troublesome period in the entire timeline of Douluo Continent. Dragon-type Martial Souls suppressed everything, the Soul Beast Clan was preparing to rebel, other planes wanted to invade the Douluo Plane, and Sea God Tang San, far away at the ends of the earth, yearned to return.

This was the worst era—the most rotten of them all.

During Tang San's era, there had been a chance to fight for everything. The Peerless Tang Sect era had also offered a chance to strike back. But the Dragon King era? Tsk... It was hard to put into words.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

At the sound, Lin Nuo stopped thinking and glanced curiously toward the door. Before his memories awakened, had he known anyone else?

Wondering about it, he walked over and opened the door. The moment he saw the figure outside, he froze. He never would have expected one of Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's clones, Na'er, to be standing there.

"Who are you?" Lin Nuo asked curiously, confusion filling his eyes. Na'er wasn't in his memories.

Had he somehow lost some memories, or had those other guys started making their moves?

That was the only explanation Lin Nuo could think of.

The girl looked a year younger than Lin Nuo. Her short silver hair was captivating, and the sunlight shone on its rare color, making it gleam.

Her eyes were large, with irises like two clear purple crystals. Even from a little distance away, it seemed he could see his reflection in them. Her long eyelashes naturally curled upward.

Her skin was very fair, as if a light pinch would make it bead with moisture. A fresh, faint fragrance drifted from her, and her delicate features made her look like a porcelain doll.

"Um..." The silver-haired girl seemed flustered—or perhaps nervous—as she slowly asked, "Are you Lin Nuo-gege?"

"I am." Lin Nuo was even more confused, but he nodded and asked in return, "Do we know each other?"

Hearing his answer, the silver-haired girl instantly grew excited and hurriedly took out a letter. "This..."

Lin Nuo accepted the envelope and opened it.

"Hello, Lin Nuo. We may not know each other now, but one day we will. So, could you look after Na'er for a while?"

There was only one line in the letter. After reading it, Lin Nuo looked at Na'er and fell silent for a moment before saying, "I don't have the money to support you."

"Um, gege, don't worry. I have money!" Na'er immediately pulled out a large money bag, leaving Lin Nuo dumbfounded. She had really come prepared!

Lin Nuo put away the letter and told Na'er to put her money bag away. "Na'er, come in first."

"Okay." Na'er obediently nodded and followed Lin Nuo inside.

Lin Nuo didn't notice the several pairs of eyes watching the apartment from afar.

"Your Majesty, does he really still remember the promise they made back then?" a man asked, unable to hold back.

"I believe him." The girl gazed quietly at the closed door as she answered. Then she looked at the purple-haired beauty beside her. "Zi JI, you'll be their bodyguard for now. I'm sure you won't mind?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zi JI agreed at once, without the slightest hesitation.

The girl didn't say anything more to Zi JI, who had agreed so quickly. She withdrew her gaze and said, "Let's go."

But before leaving, she couldn't help glancing back at the tightly shut door. "You who run along the timeline—will you keep running this time, too? Ano!"

The others exchanged glances. They said nothing in response to the girl's call, simply following her as they left the place together, leaving Zi JI alone behind.