After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 288 Ling Chan
Meng San raised an eyebrow, her eyes flickering slightly.

Song Nan, disguised as an ordinary passerby, had already sent her a telepathic message from behind, saying, "Just tell her you should change your appearance."

"That's not right," Meng San replied telepathically, puzzled. "In my memory, everyone who saw this true form should be dead, right?"

Although it was a sad statement, Meng San's tone was clearly not so sorrowful.

Song Nan only noticed the words "this true form" in her words.

So she actually had several real bodies?

Indeed, in the eyes of the world, they can neither encounter the real her nor see the real her.

So whoever she possesses becomes her true form in the Three Realms.

However, even when she is possessed, she can still disguise herself.

During their time cultivating together, Song Nan also learned about Meng San's past.

Based on what she had seen in her memory before, Song Nan even felt that if she ever lost her memory again, he could help her recover all her memories.

“No wonder…” Meng San transmitted his voice again, “I am very familiar with the aura on this kid. I noticed it when he came in to break the formation. Although his appearance has changed slightly, he should be that little guy surnamed Lu.”

Song Nan still couldn't get used to Meng San's way of addressing him in an old-fashioned tone, even after hundreds of years.

However, he understood what Meng San meant.

Because he had also entered Meng San's memories and met Lu Qinghuai of Biluoyuan in Xuwu Mountain.

However, the Lu Qinghuai before him was clearly not as strong as he was remembered.

Song Nan could sense that he was just like them.

They all used clones.

That's right, it's a clone.

After breaking the little dragon prince's ingrained obsession with reincarnation in the Imprisoned Dragon Sea for three hundred years, he and Meng San spent another two hundred years receiving the dragon clan's inheritance together.

Yes, with an attitude that it didn't matter whether he learned it or not, and out of sheer boredom, Meng San accepted the inheritance.

Now that the inheritance has ended, the two of them have been receiving and cultivating the knowledge over the past two hundred years. Before they knew it, Song Nan's cultivation level had reached the early stage of the Integration Realm, which is the early stage of the eighth rank.

This is an extremely terrifying cultivation speed even among talented cultivators.

Meng San, unable to contain herself any longer, had long wanted to leave this place.

However, because of the tranquil environment of the Dragon Prison Sea, the obsession of the dragons, and the protection of ancient formations, Song Nan was able to concentrate on his cultivation.

Therefore, after refining his clone at the Nascent Soul stage, Song Nan discussed with Meng San that their main bodies would continue to cultivate in the Prison Dragon Sea, and then they would create another clone to cultivate for a period of time before going to the Prison Dragon Sea to see the current situation, which would also serve as a training experience.

Meng San agreed without hesitation.

For her, being able to get out of the house was the best thing ever.

Although they have cultivated for some time, their avatars are now only at the early stage of Core Formation, which is the early stage of the sixth level. This should be enough to handle some basic matters.

Regarding the issue of appearance.

Meng San insisted on making this clone look exactly like her original self.

According to her, there are practically no people in this world who have actually seen her in person.

Think about it too.

In Xuwu Mountain, she was disguised as a man; in Nangong City, she possessed a black cat; in Tangling, she was beautiful and flamboyant, but not as demonic as Meng San's original form.

Having lived for so long, I have always been dependent on other people's bodies.

How could anyone recognize her now?

Lu Qinghuai clearly realized what was happening too.

Meng San, who consumed Xuwu Mountain back then, was clearly a boy. How did he suddenly become a girl?
Perhaps... she's Meng San's younger sister?
Because they look so alike.

Their eyebrows and eyes, as well as their flamboyant demeanor, are practically identical.

"What?" Meng San feigned ignorance. "My name is Ling Chan."

Upon hearing this name, Lu Qinghuai was taken aback once again.

So it really wasn't?
But... was there already such a woman in the group?

He shouldn't have no recollection of such a woman. He vaguely felt that there was such a woman.

Almost simultaneously, the same thought flashed through Lu Qinghuai's and Tu Feifei's minds.

Unbeknownst to them, under Meng San's secret manipulation, even their own memories underwent a brief alteration.

"Let's get out of here first," Meng San continued. "I used my divine sense to detect that there's no way out."

Lu Qinghuai used his divine sense to probe and found that there was indeed a wall not far ahead.

He was slightly taken aback.

Because he himself seemed to have forgotten whether there was this wall when he used his divine sense to explore it earlier.

It seems to exist, yet it also seems not to.

But... it's true that we can't go any further.

The group had no choice but to turn back.

Lu Qinghuai felt a little dizzy, and his gaze kept unconsciously drifting towards the woman named Ling Chan in front of him.

Watching her slender, graceful figure walk out of the cave step by step was like watching that person descend the mountain step by step back then.

Without looking back, without any lingering attachment.

Although he wasn't there that year, he dreamed of such a figure for many years afterward.

Could it be him?

Because his mind was preoccupied with Meng San, Lu Qinghuai didn't pay close attention to his surroundings and didn't notice the passage that gradually appeared behind him after he left.

When the group finally emerged from the cave and encountered the other cultivators, they were surprised to find that two whole days had passed.

"The passage of time inside this cave is so strange."

Everyone was shocked and, forgetting about their own small teams, bid farewell and went to search for the treasure.

Meng San and Song Nan naturally wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but before they could even lift their feet, Lu Qinghuai called them back.

"Miss Ling, please wait."

"If you want to flirt, go find another girl. I'm not interested in a little kid like you."

Meng San ignored him completely and continued walking forward without looking back.

Upon hearing this, Song Nan silently stepped back a few paces, maintaining a distance that made them appear as strangers, yet allowed them to keep up at just the right time.

Just as their clones finished cultivating, they heard voices coming from the cultivation area.

Upon hearing the long-lost human voices, the ancestor became excited and, on a whim, replaced the other two people in the group, using this identity to emerge.

Unexpectedly, one of the team members knew Meng San from before. Song Nan now suspects that Meng San had noticed this and intentionally showed up.

After all, Song Nan couldn't bear to look at her excited smile back then.

They couldn't stop them.

This gave him a huge headache.

She's someone who should be hiding her identity, but she's got a penchant for showing off; the road ahead looks difficult...

It's so... similar.

Feng Heyue, that idiot, would cry if she heard that, right?

Normally, Lu Qinghuai would have turned and left upon hearing this.

After all, they were the original bloodline of the Celestial Clan, and were once the most outstanding members of the Void Mist Mountain who dominated the Three Realms.

But he didn't.

Instead, he became even more silent, hesitated for a moment, and then followed them.

Tu Feifei was somewhat bewildered when she saw everyone disperse, not understanding what had happened.

Upon seeing Lu Qinghuai's back, they couldn't help but follow him.

What no one noticed was that after they left, two more puzzled cultivators emerged from the cave. They looked left and right, exchanged glances, and realizing they didn't recognize each other, they went their separate ways.