Mysterious Wind Temple, Back Mountain.
Amid the boundless moonlight essence, Li Flying Rosy Clouds bathed in pure white light. Specks of firefly light drifted from the fluttering hems of her Daoist robe, making her look like a celestial being.
She had slimmed down a little lately. The baby fat had faded from her face, giving her something of the air of a cool, aloof beauty. When she abruptly opened her eyes, two brilliant beams of divine light shot out, their radiance visible even beyond the distant mountains.
There was a thoughtful look in her eyes. A while later, Liu Yuanjun also arrived at the mountaintop and found his junior sister cultivating there-he had sensed the change in the aura here and come specifically to investigate.
"Senior brother." Li Flying Rosy Clouds turned to glance at him and said with a little delight, "I think I've remembered some things from before. I have this vague feeling that I probably wasn't a bad person!"
"Really?" Liu Yuanjun was delighted to hear it too.
Ever since learning that Li Flying Rosy Clouds was a mighty cultivator undergoing reincarnation and re-cultivation, everyone in the temple had actually been worried about this. Though nobody had said so outright, they had all been subtly on guard.
As mentioned before, most people who underwent reincarnation and re-cultivation were demonic cultivators seeking to discard their former identities. Only a few were mighty cultivators of the Righteous Path.
Lately, their master and several elders had been keeping a constant eye on her condition. The matter had also drawn the Supernatural Affairs Bureau's attention, and officials were investigating the clues to her possible identity in her past life.
But Li Flying Rosy Clouds herself had only undergone a fairly preliminary awakening, and she had no knowledge whatsoever of her identity.