Li Xian had also heard of the system before. But since Shen Qing didn't say anything, he didn't ask on his own initiative.
"Shall we go, Shen Qing?"
Go or not?
If they didn't go, it was uncertain whether the Real Man Heng Ling would tell the truth. If they left, Han Ze might have other ways to let her know her own origin.
What puzzled her was that right after Han Ze left, the Real Man Heng Ling showed up so punctually, as if they had made an agreement.
Shen Qing was a bit hesitant. Just as she had said before, sometimes it was okay to be a bit cowardly to protect herself.
She looked up at Li Xian but didn't answer his question. Instead, she asked, "Do you ever regret knowing your own origin?"
Li Xian's eyes flickered. "No, I don't regret it."
"Only by knowing where we come from can we understand where to go in the future. It's not for others, but just for our true hearts."
"Good, truly just for the true heart," Shen Qing smiled, her eyes clear.
She was afraid of knowing her own origin, afraid of being like Li Xian, whose birth was pre - calculated, afraid that her birth was just destined to be used.
But if Li Xian wasn't afraid, why should she be?
No matter what her parents' identities were, it wouldn't affect her Dao heart. She was just herself.
Shen Qing shifted her gaze to Shen Chuyun, her eyes showing a hint of complexity.
There was something wrong with her own origin. What about Shen Chuyun?
Was Shen Chuyun really her blood - related sibling?
Shen Qing saw Shen Chuyun avoid her gaze for a moment. There was a hint of timidity in his eyes, but at the same time, he was secretly delighted by her attention. This change in emotions made Shen Qing suddenly feel that they might not be real siblings.
"Real Man Heng Ling, did you show up here to tell me the truth?"
The Real Man Heng Ling looked up, gave a self - mocking smile, and waved his hand, signaling Shen Qing to follow.
Only then did Shen Qing notice that after not seeing him for a long time, the Real Man Heng Ling's complexion seemed a bit off. His forehead was black, and there were blue - purple shadows under his eyes, looking like he didn't have much time left.
"Li Xian, you've studied physiognomy. Have you noticed that there seems to be something wrong with the Real Man Heng Ling?"
Afraid that her question would be heard by the person in front, Shen Qing whispered in Li Xian's ear.
But she seemed to have forgotten that with the Real Man Heng Ling's cultivation, her whisper was no different from normal speech in his ears.
The Real Man Heng Ling endured the great discomfort in his body and walked ahead pretending nothing was wrong. He didn't want to show any signs of abnormality in front of his disciple.
After returning from the Beast - Taming Sect, he had gone into seclusion out of anger.
But his mind was not calm. His mind was full of the figures of Lin Yibai and Shen Qing. These two figures turned into one black and one white, entangled with each other. Sometimes they seemed to be merging, and sometimes they seemed to be splitting.
As a result, his seclusion failed. He not only didn't understand anything but was also injured by the spiritual qi, and his cultivation dropped two small levels.
When he spat out essence blood, he seemed to see Shen Qing dying miserably in front of him. She was surrounded by demons, lying pitifully among them, waiting to be devoured. She was covered in blood, and her eyes were full of emptiness and despair.
Then, a series of memories that didn't belong to him but seemed to belong to him kept appearing in his mind. It was not until he saw Lin Yibai become the first person to ascend in thousands of years and sacrifice him to the demons under the Demon Realm that he fearfully pulled out of these memories.
But since then, every time he meditated, he would think of this. At the same time, he rarely had dreams.
In that dream, there was no Lin Yibai. Shen Qing was his little disciple, loved by everyone in the sect. Everyone's cultivation was gradually improving, and they became a respected and admired sect in the Nine Desolate Continent.
During an outing for training, Shen Qing saved Ji Chongming and gradually influenced him. Many things happened later. She successfully made the demons and the cultivators of the Nine Desolate Continent live in peace. Finally, she became a Taoist couple with Li Xian and became the first person to ascend in thousands of years in the Nine Desolate Continent.
As Shen Qing's master, he also ascended to the upper realm not long after and became a legend in the Nine Desolate Continent.
The great difference between these two memories made the Real Man Heng Ling immerse in beauty one moment and be in hell the next, suffering a lot.
A cultivator's dream was not an ordinary dream.
The warning in the dream made him have to believe that he had trusted the wrong person before and led his own life to hell.
Because of this, he fell seriously ill.
When he learned that Shen Qing had returned to the Qingyun Sword Sect with Li Xian, he suddenly wanted to see Shen Qing. But in order not to show his timidity, he called Pei Xuanjing and the other two.
When he saw Shen Qing turn around and leave without mercy when she saw them, he blurted out the word "system" involuntarily.
Well, the truth of the matter should be told to Shen Qing anyway.
What Shen Qing could see, Li Xian also noticed. He thought Shen Qing didn't care, so he didn't say anything. But now that Shen Qing asked, he answered truthfully.
"The Real Man Heng Ling seems to be trapped in a nightmare. The higher a cultivator's cultivation, the more real and strange the scenes in the dream are. They can predict and give warnings."
"But for someone like the Real Man Heng Ling, it's probably because he has done too many bad things and is scared."
Li Xian didn't lower his voice. He wasn't afraid of being heard by the Real Man Heng Ling.
After returning from the South Sea, he seemed to have a new understanding, and his cultivation was about to advance again. If he wasn't afraid of having an unstable foundation, he might have advanced another major level.
In the future, he would be one of Shen Qing's backers.
The Real Man Heng Ling led Shen Qing all the way to the sect's council hall. Knowing that Shen Qing didn't want to go to the Worry - Free Peak, he chose this place.
After everyone was seated, the Real Man Heng Ling was about to speak, but was interrupted by Shen Qing.
"Are you sure it's appropriate for them to be here when you tell what you want to say?"
Shen Qing didn't want more people to know about the system, so she spoke up to send them away.
Pei Xuanjing, He Yu and the other two looked at the Real Man Heng Ling, not knowing whether to sit or stand.
The Real Man Heng Ling rubbed his forehead tiredly and said, "You'll know that it's very appropriate for them to be here."
"As for Li Xian, you really trust him."
Shen Qing sneered. "If I don't trust him, should I trust you guys? Then my end might really be bad."
Hearing Shen Qing say this, the Real Man Heng Ling and Pei Xuanjing remembered Shen Qing's miserable death in the dream and involuntarily looked away.
"Shen Qing, you should have known about the system from Lin Yibai, right?"
"I won't ask how you know, but I want to tell you that."
"The original system belonged to you, because I also have this thing."
Shen Qing frowned in surprise. "What are you talking about? The system belonged to me?"
That strange, abnormal system that often did stupid things actually belonged to her?
Seeing that Shen Qing didn't believe him, the Real Man Heng Ling rolled up his sleeve and showed a totem on his arm.
The moment Shen Qing saw the totem, she felt it was familiar.
She was shocked and took out the sachet that contained the cold jade. The totem on it was exactly the same as the one on the Real Man Heng Ling's hand.