First Senior Brother

Currently, Zhongzhou was divided into three sects and four clans.

The three Immortal Venerables of the Immortal Alliance were all chosen from the three sects, and all three of them were cultivators of the Grand Ascension Realm.

The Yingshan Sect was one of the three major sects, divided into three peaks and two gates.

The one sent to participate in the discussion regarding the Four Slayers Stele this time was the peak master who stood at the head of the three peaks—Liuyun Peak.

The peak master of Liuyun Peak was named Yan Shanqing. He was not only the Sect Master of the Yingshan Sect but also the First Senior Brother of Immortal Venerable Zhuo Yu.

The disciple led the way ahead while Yu Zhiling slowly followed behind. Her expression was indifferent and emotionless, but only the merit system in her sea of consciousness knew how panicked she was at this moment.

Because...

She had not inherited the original owner's memories.

"What should I do?! I only have a vague recollection. What if I don't recognize anyone when the time comes?"

The system tried to reassure her: [Please wait patiently, Master. A check is currently underway on this end.]

It put on a professional customer service attitude, and after speaking, immediately went offline to search.

But Yu Zhiling waited and waited, yet the system still did not return.

By this time, she had already arrived at Liuyun Peak. She was only a short distance away from crossing the waterside pavilion and entering the main discussion hall.

She was truly panicking now.

"System!"

Finally, the system spoke, its mechanical tone as emotionless as ever: [The check results show that the host's soul has not yet fully fused with the physical body of Immortal Venerable Zhuo Yu, which is why you cannot receive the full memories. However, this condition is only temporary. Gradually, the host will remember everything.]

Yu Zhiling wanted nothing more than to kneel and beg it: "I mean, what am I supposed to do right now? I don't recognize anyone. What if I get exposed!"

The system replied indifferently: [The host may improvise freely. There is no need to try and maintain the character's persona.]

Yu Zhiling exploded: "I don't even recognize anyone, how can I improvise—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was suddenly cut short by a gaze.

The cloud-carved window was slightly ajar. Liuyun Peak was situated on a high summit, where the mist mingled with the morning light, filtering into the room. It cast a glow upon the gold-plated sandalwood table beneath the windowsill, illuminating a person.

He sat with one leg crossed before the table, his jet-black hair neatly secured by a jade crown. One of his hands was brewing tea, his dark green sleeve draping over his wrist.

His gaze was as cold as ice, and his entire being exuded a calm yet sharp aura.

For some unknown reason, Yu Zhiling subconsciously called out to him.

"First Senior Brother."

The man's hand suddenly trembled. The tea pouring from the pot veered off course, spilling directly onto the precious gold-plated sandalwood table and flowing down onto his robes.

Startled, he immediately set the teapot down and waved his hand to cast a Cleansing Spell, instantly clearing away the water stains.

Yan Shanqing's expression was cold as he swept a glance over her.

"When you are needed, you are nowhere to be found. Yet when trouble arises, you call me Senior Brother?"

Yu Zhiling: "?"

Nàng nhất thời không đoán được ẩn ý trong lời nói của Yến Sơn Thanh.

Currently, she had no memories, nor did she know what kind of relationship existed between Immortal Venerable Zhuo Yu and this Sect Master. However, there was a passage in the original novel: Zhuo Yu had been raised by her senior brothers and sisters, pampered to the extreme since childhood. Thus, their relationship should be... not too bad, right?

Yet Yan Shanqing remained silent, only slowly brewing the tea. Yu Zhiling quietly approached, stepped onto the glazed platform, and sat cross-legged opposite him.

He did not drive her away, nor did he say anything else. Yu Zhiling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed her guess was correct; the relationship between Zhuo Yu and her senior brothers and sisters was likely fine. After all, they were the ones who had raised her.

With a wave of Yan Shanqing's hand, a bamboo scroll was lifted by spiritual energy and floated before her. "Sent by the Immortal Alliance."

Yu Zhiling opened it to read and could roughly understand its contents. In short, the Immortal Alliance wanted to deploy personnel, requesting her to step forward and suppress the Four Slayers Realm this time.

Yan Shanqing's gaze remained fixed on her. Seeing her silence, he assumed she was looking for an excuse to decline, so he frowned and spoke first: "You do not wish to go?"

"Ah?"

Yu Zhiling raised her head in a daze, meeting his sharp, dark eyes. She immediately reacted and shook her head:

"No, that's not it."

It wasn't that she didn't want to go, but rather... there were too many words in this document that she did not recognize!

She tried to guess the meaning, but many parts still seemed vague and difficult to comprehend.