"It's been nine thousand years; he must have experienced so much…"
Cheng Lingzhu held her blanket, a bit worried in her heart. "Could he have forgotten about me?"
After all, so much time had passed.
Their separation after an argument seemed like a breakup.
After absorbing the spiritual energy of a Red Dust Immortal, Cheng Lingzhu's memories from her past life awakened.
In those fragmented memories, during the process of "becoming" Cheng Hongtan, she felt the soul aura of Lu Xuan.
That meant he had entered her soul world and now knew her true identity.
Cheng Lingzhu looked at the closed door of her room, feeling inexplicably anxious about meeting him soon.
In the guest room, there was a dressing table. Cheng Lingzhu sat in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection.
Cultivation was the best beauty treatment; even without makeup, the girl was incomparably beautiful.
"Being beautiful is of no use, though."
