As the personal maid of the War Alliance's current public leader, Zi Ling's cultivation realm was comparable to his.
She had also been born with a special constitution that could see through falsehoods and was extremely sensitive to such filthy things. The moment she received Zhan Jiuxiao's order, she led people away.
"So that's how it was..."
Jiang Shu slowly nodded and let out a sigh.
"These truly were troubled times."
Zhan Jiuxiao had disclosed even such a top-secret matter to Jiang Shu, leaving no barriers between them now. He nodded and said, "The origins of these filthy things are exceedingly mysterious. Even I have never seen them before. Only one senior Saint said that he seemed to remember something, but could not recall it clearly."
Hearing this, Zhan Feng, who had still been pretending to be unconscious at the side, could no longer hold back. He propped himself up and asked, "Father, are you joking?"
"Once one reaches the Saint realm, every fragment of one's life is clear down to the finest detail. Even things from the moment of one's birth can be recalled perfectly. How could there possibly be something one cannot remember clearly?"
Zhan Feng was right.
Upon reaching the Saint realm, one could even be said to share heaven's lifespan. Everything they had experienced, even a single glimpse or whispered conversation from infancy, remained as clear as if it had happened moments ago. And such filthy things would be immensely significant no matter when they appeared, so how could even Saints fail to remember them?
Zhan Jiuxiao nodded gravely. "That is another strange aspect of this thing."
"It seems capable of disrupting others' perceptions. Whether one sees it firsthand or merely hears of it, one's understanding will gradually distort. Cultivators at the Ninth Realm and below