"How many times have you died?"
Without waiting for him to finish his words, Xiang Sheng spoke directly.
Jiang Yi's expression suddenly changed, and he glanced around warily. Just as he was about to send a telepathic message, Xiang Sheng said, "It's less likely for them to notice if you speak directly than by telepathy."
Jiang Yi's movements faltered slightly, and then he lowered his voice and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
Xiang Sheng took out a Qingxin jade pendant and placed it on the table. "Do you still remember this?"
When Jiang Yi saw the jade pendant, his eyes changed for a moment, but he did not respond immediately.
Seeing this, Xiang Sheng chuckled, "I seem to remember that you saw this item in the storage ring you bought from Master Tianlong at the auction, right?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yi's eyes became even more suspicious. "How did you know?"
"The moment Tianlong Jushi appeared, the earth building was pulled into the illusion."
Xiang Sheng said calmly, "What you see is nothing but an illusion reflected by your inner thoughts.
Even the space channel that came later might have been fake. In reality, it was just a teleportation array leading to the secret realm of the Abyssal Snake Clan's assessment."
After hearing this, Jiang Yi felt that the fog that had been obscuring his vision had dissipated by a large margin, and the whole process and consequences became clear.
Looking at the woman in front of him again, her calm and analytical look was so familiar, as if it suddenly pulled him back to Dongzhou, when he was fighting side by side with Xiang Sheng.
He could no longer suppress the turmoil in his heart, and his eyes were filled with excitement: "Xiang Sheng, it's really you! Have you really been trapped here? Your memory..."
"What Mr. Tianlong said is all false. I came here for you."
Xiang Sheng tapped the table with his knuckles as he spoke. "It's a long story to tell, and now isn't the time to reminisce. So, what did you and your group encounter after entering this place?"
Jiang Yi's mind was not comparable to that of an ordinary cultivator. After hearing Xiang Sheng's words, he took a deep breath and quickly regained his composure.
"You just said that the spatial channel was fake? Could it actually be a teleportation array leading to a secret realm?"
Jiang Yi's eyes flickered slightly. "My Feishuang Mirror can barely be considered a half-secret treasure. When we entered the space channel, I controlled the Feishuang Mirror to protect everyone in case of any accidents.
Probably because of this, I was excluded from the secret realm. I didn't enter the secret realm you mentioned for the assessment, but came directly here."
At this point, Jiang Yi smiled bitterly: "I have died five times. If it weren't for the memories of my past lives offsetting the punishment, I'm afraid I wouldn't recognize you now."
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly and then asked, "How many days can you survive each cycle?"
"Until a quarter past three the next morning."
Talking about the five previous deaths, a hint of fear appeared in Jiang Yi's eyes:
"Every time, I first heard a roar coming from Guixiang, followed by a devastating shockwave. No matter how hard I defended, I couldn't withstand it at all.
After my first death, I immediately went to Guixiang to inquire about the news. However, before I took two steps, I was slapped to death by an expressionless middle-aged monk.
After that, I learned my lesson and stayed away from Guixiang to gather information, but I didn't get any useful information. Twice, I died inexplicably, and I didn't even know who killed me.
Xiang Sheng listened, was silent for a moment, and then said, "How much of your past life's memories do you still remember?"
Jiang Yi frowned.
Xiang Sheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he asked again, "Do you still remember Lu Xuanji, or her alias... Tianqing?"
"Lu...Xuanji?"
Jiang Yi's body trembled, and his eyes revealed deep confusion. "I seem to have heard this name somewhere before. Who is she?"
Xiang Sheng sighed secretly.
Jiang Yi didn't remember Lu Xuanji, so he had no way of verifying whether Qingtian and Lu Xuanji looked similar.
The only breakthrough point at the moment is Xue Jiushu.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng looked up and asked again, "Do you know the old pharmacist who lives in the dilapidated temple, Xue Yao?"
This time Jiang Yi nodded quickly: "I know. There were two times before when I had nowhere to go and I rested in the dilapidated temple."
Xiang Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly. "Then where is Xue Yao's home?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yi didn't ask why, but stood up and said, "I'll take you there."
Xiang Sheng followed without saying a word.
A moment later, the two men came to the entrance of Guiba Lane and stopped.
Jiang Yi pointed to the second house on the left and said, "That's where Old Pharmacist Xue lives. He has a seriously ill granddaughter at home, and a young woman is taking care of her during the day.
I met him once when I came back with Old Pharmacist Xue last time. From what I heard about their conversation, I think they must be neighbors."
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly and was about to go over when he saw the third door on the left suddenly open and a young man in white walked out with a smile on his face.
She immediately recognized that the man was the one who had scolded Chongshi in front of the woodshed.
A gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she was about to step forward to test it out, but Jiang Yi behind her suddenly grabbed her sleeve.
"Don't go!"
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