The little brat froze. "Ye Qingxian? Why does that name sound so familiar? Have I heard it somewhere before?"
"You actually don't know who I am?" Ye Qingxian was even more surprised. Who in the entire Immortal Domain didn't know her name?
"Are you famous?" No sooner had Luo Yan said this than disbelief spread across his face. He cried out, "Who did you say you were?"
Seeing his shocked expression, Ye Qingxian raised her voice and solemnly answered once more, "This young lady's name is Ye Qingxian. My father, Ye Yishui, has an innate sacred body dao embryo, and my mother, Ye Xian, has a chaos body!
"My maternal grandfather is Ye Tong, who has a sun sacred body, and my maternal grandmother is Jiang Tingting, who has a taiyin divine body. My paternal grandmother, Chen Xi, has an innate dao embryo.
"As for my paternal grandfather, he is Heavenly Emperor Ye, revered by all!"
As she spoke, she waved the diary handwritten by the Three-Minute Heat in front of the little brat.
Utterly dumbfounded, the little brat read out the date on the diary. "Year 1,320,000 of the Heavenly Emperor Calendar???"
"Hahaha, fake! It must be fake! This has to be a dream. Wake up!" The little brat raised his small, soft, rounded hand and slapped his smooth little cheek.
Smack!
A crisp sound rang out.
"Ow!"
"What's wrong with this body? Where did it even come from?"
The burning pain left the little brat sitting on the ground, his face filled with fright. He froze there, stupefied. "All I did was create a secret art. Where the hell did I end up?"
The present age.
Luo Yan had just taken a sip of tea. Before he could swallow, he spat it out.
"Pfft!"
"What's going on?"