He first drew the slave Du Busi had reincarnated as before him. The slave's name was Lu Ya.
Although he was only a lowly slave, Lin Ming had still made a point of investigating his identity.
He would never have known without looking into it, and what he found surprised even him.
This fellow had the Spirit Pagoda to thank for becoming a slave-or, more precisely, the Qiangu Clan.
After Lin Ming awakened Lu Ya's soul, Lu Ya looked around blankly.
When he looked at Lin Ming, he instinctively shrank back.
Lin Ming looked at him and slowly spoke:
"Lu Ya, your parents were killed by the Holy Spirit Cult five years ago. That's what the Federation's records say. Is that correct?"
Lu Ya shuddered. With Lin Ming tearing open that old wound, his face filled with grief:
"Yes. How did you know? Who exactly are you?"
"Who I am doesn't matter."
Lin Ming waved a hand. "Do you want to know the real reason your parents died?
"And why you became a slave?"
"What do you mean?
"Weren't my parents killed by people from the Holy Spirit Cult?
"That's what the Federation's people said. Besides, what good would knowing the truth do me?
"I'm already dead."
"I can bring you back to life at any time."
Lin Ming looked at him. "So, do you want to know the truth?"
Lu Ya's breathing quickened. Looking at the godlike being before him who had taken his life, he immediately dropped to his knees and kowtowed:
"Please tell me the truth."
"Get up!"
"The Holy Spirit Cult's Evil Soul Masters generally operate in the Far North, because that's where their base is.
"But you were sold from Bohai City to Heaven Dou City, and that's in the far south.
"One in the