Moonlight shrouded the lakeside, and all was silent.
"Senior, what does it mean for an immortal root to sprout?"
Jiang Ning seized the opportunity and instantly asked the question that had been troubling him.
He knew that this woman before him had an extraordinary background and was no ordinary existence.
She must have had a close connection with the Primordial Era.
Perhaps she was of the same kind as the woman in the Ice Coffin.
"You should know that only those who possess an immortal root can set foot on the path of immortality!" The woman parted her vermilion lips slightly.
At that moment, Jiang Ning discovered that when he looked at the woman's face, he could remember her features.
But the instant he shifted his gaze away, he would forget her appearance.
He steadied his mind in secret and temporarily cast aside the doubts in his heart.
Then he said, "Senior, as far as I know, even achieving the Yang God on the path of immortality is not enough to become invincible in the mortal world. The sprouting of an immortal root should only be the initial step onto the Immortal Dao, right?"
"Is that how the elders of your clan taught you?" the lakeside woman asked slowly.
Then she continued, "The Yin God and Yang God are merely transformations of the soul. Who told you that achieving the Yang God counted as any real accomplishment?"
"I was born a commoner. There is only an elder brother in my family who serves as a constable. I never had any clan elders, so my knowledge is shallow," Jiang Ning said honestly.
Hearing this, the lakeside woman nodded.
"I see. To be able to reach this point despite your ordinary background reminds me of an old friend of mine!"
Then she