Old Demon Ji…
Ji Yuan had always kind of felt he was an Old Demon Ji himself, but the Old Demon Ji truly acknowledged by countless cultivators across Jiyuan Continent was actually someone else.
That damned mutt who's forced Ji Yuan to keep hiding his head and showing his tail even now!
"…Him?"
Ji Yuan recalled that figure; the anger was still there, but more than that, he was curious.
Curious who this person actually was.
Borrowing his name was one thing, but even his face had to be borrowed… that was no ordinary "borrowing."
It was blatant plagiarism!
Which meant that person most likely really knew his identity—in other words, that person knew him.
Ji Yuan had already speculated about countless possibilities before, and in the end he felt the most likely one was… the original body's father.
That would be Ji Qingyun, the one who died in the boundless Cloud Rain Marsh.
Aside from him, Ji Yuan couldn't think of anyone else who had both the motive and the ability.
