The Little Horn was still a bit puzzled.
Lately, she always dreamed strange dreams, fragmented pieces of memory.
Even though her wisdom and talents were gradually elevated by continuously absorbing that vast soul, her own limitations in worldview, knowledge, and life habits hadn't changed all that quickly.
However, after another few months, the Little Horn found herself gradually becoming smarter.
"Maybe that dream, what was it after all?"
"In my past life, was I some kind of Immortal Venerable? Shisheng?"
"So many memories."
"This name, seems like I heard Sister Qin Hong mention it, as if it's from some Cosmic Undying Dynasty."
She became extremely smart and sharp, connecting some of the fragments Brother Baiyu and Qin Hong had told her, realizing she might be their Ancestral Emperor of the Undying Dynasty?
She had heard appraisals,
