Chief Steward Jin smiled with pursed lips. "With my humble, willow-like beauty, it is truly an honor to have caught Your Majesty's eye. But I still do not know your name or origins, which makes it rather difficult to explain things to the Netherworld Sect."
Zhao Ziren froze slightly. After a long, bewildered silence, he finally said softly, "My name is Zhao Ziren!"
Only then did he realize that Chief Steward Jin truly no longer remembered him.
When Zhao Nian was still around, he had often brought him here to indulge in pleasure. Now the place remained, but its people had changed. Even though he still showed his old face, Chief Steward Jin recognized nothing.
This was not merely a change wrought by the passage of time. Hidden within it were the mysteries of how the world's spirit resonance and substance circulated.
He had awakened from his stupor and immediately ascended to heaven in a single step, becoming a ghost king. This, too, involved the natural laws of creation.
That dreamlike state, in which his Ying Spirit had been muddled and unaware, bore a striking similarity to reincarnation.
Before, he had been nothing more than an ordinary commoner.
Now, he was a hero among ghosts.
"When a cultivator undergoes soul projection and awakens their true spirit, they confront the Great Dao of heaven and earth with their original face.
"Through this, they grasp the true essence of the soul, laws, and Dao Fruits.
"But there are risks involved. During Divine Journey Through the Great Void, if they become lost in boundless chaos, every trace of their past existence will vanish. Even causality may be thrown into reverse, and yin and yang confused.
"That is because mighty experts instinctively draw together all their causes and consequences, merging every tributary of