Hitting Every Nerve

Claiming she came from the Western Continent brought countless headaches, and this was certainly one of the last Neph wanted to face.

For one thing, the subject was too dangerous. She did not know what the Western Continent was really like at present, only that it was probably in something resembling the Republican era, following an immortal cultivation storyline.

For another, subjects like this inevitably reminded Neph of home.

Unlike Klein, she was almost certain she could never return. Only if the Original Creator awakened would she have a sliver of hope.

But who would awaken the Original Creator for something like that? Neph thought that if she went mad, there might be the slightest possibility.

Unfortunately, she was not mad at present. So she looked at Audrey, who had already sensed something was wrong and let her smile fade, and said lightly:

"I don't know.

"I come from the Western Continent of several thousand years ago, an age long forgotten. As for what the Western Continent is like now..."

She smiled and shook her head. "I don't know either."

Miss Pure White looks rather dejected-she isn't happy to discuss this. That makes sense. If she came from several thousand years ago, everyone she knew is probably long gone. But how did she get through all those millennia? I really want to know, but now isn't a good time to ask. Audrey nodded without pressing further and tactfully changed the subject:

"I see. Oh, Miss Pure White, I heard the elves came from the Western Continent too. Is that true?"

"That is indeed true." Neph shook her head. "Although I think that, apart from the first elves who left, the Western Continent is more of a spiritual anchor for the rest."

Alger, who had also noticed what Audrey was trying