The Dragon God shook his head.
"No, I asked exactly what I intended to ask."
After the Dragon God's firm reply, Ling Xiao fell silent, wondering what the Dragon God was really asking.
Who are you? Where did you come from? Where are you going? The three questions sounded profound, but they certainly weren't philosophical questions.
Since they weren't philosophical questions, they must mean exactly what they appeared to mean.
At that moment, Ling Xiao thought:
Who am I? I'm a transmigrator. Where did I come from? I transmigrated here from Earth.
Did the Dragon God ask those two questions because he discovered that I'm a transmigrator?
Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly.
That doesn't make sense. Even if other transmigrators met the Dragon God, he wouldn't be able to discover their identities as transmigrators!
But Ling Xiao was overthinking things. The Dragon God's questions were actually very simple. He meant exactly what he had asked.
Seeing that Ling Xiao still hadn't answered after a long while, the Snow Empress stepped forward to his side.
"Let me answer instead."
The Snow Empress looked at Ling Xiao and said:
"A few years ago, I was resting in the Ice Crystal Palace when I heard a clap of thunder outside.
"When I rushed over, I found Ling Xiao lying in a very deep hole in the ice.
"He had created that hole himself, piercing straight through a hundred meters of ice like an arrow.
"The lightning on his body was incomparably pure, like an innate elf born within lightning.
"But he didn't have an elf's appearance. Back then, he was a human infant, yet there wasn't a trace of human aura on him."
The Snow Empress paused before continuing:
"If you're asking who he is, my answer is that he's a lightning-attribute