Chapter 1035 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Compared to Vivian being the Fourteenth Sage, the reincarnation of the First Sage in Lily’s body was mind-boggling. It was not just out of human reasoning, it could also be deemed a bad joke.

But the joke had turned out to be true.

The revelation of Lily’s identity had caused an uproar. The demon hunters in the room were the top figures in their world. Each of them was extremely wise, calm and steady, but the news came like a bolt out of the blue and stunned even them.

They were dumbstruck, but no one stood up and objected.

Hao Ren nodded slightly. He knew that underreaction was the proper demeanor of the ancients. The impulsive young demon hunters would have been too willing to express themselves had they heard the news, but not the ancients. The ancients would question, object, or deny, but they would carefully study it before making any conclusion. The ancients were too wise to think that Hao Ren was making a joke.

They would question but never dismiss it quickly.

“Evidence.” Elder Gregowen knocked on the table; his response was concise.

“There is no clear physical evidence because she is a soul reincarnation in a dog’s body, unfortunately,” Hao Ren said, shrugging. Lily began to growl in protest as Hao Ren continued. “The only evidence is her soul and memory. But I guess you have not the ability to verify the soul of the First Sage,” he said.

“She still remembers something,” Vivian said, glancing at Lily. “She has just recovered some memories, which could be used as evidence.”

Lily growled and bared her fangs, but it seemed that her tactics did not work. She turned around and looked at the demon hunters with saliva stains still at the corner of her mouth. Lily felt that she should do something. Her eyes swept across the room and landed on Gregowen. “There is a scar on your shoulder. Unless you grow new flesh and blood to erase it, it will stay with you forever,” she said.

Gregowen looked back on his shoulder; the scar was still there. But he shook his head and said, “This means nothing at all. Some of my friends know this too. It is not a secret.”

“I gave you the scar; I whacked you because you peed in the barn last time,” Lily said.

Everyone was as quiet as a church mouse. Embarrassed, Gregowen almost passed out on the spot.

“Well, I guess this should be a highly classified thing, no?” Hao Ren glanced at Gregowen cautiously, making sure that the old man had not really passed out. He then turned his head and pinched Lily’s pointed ear. “How could you talk about this when this is a serious meeting?” he chided.

“Ouch! Ouch!”

The rebuke aside, Hao Ren felt a sense of relief; he did not know that the memory Lily recovered had included these little memories of this old demon hunter, which had actually lent more credibility to the whole story.

Elder Gregowen’s face was deadpan; he did not know what to say more. The gentle but harsh First Sage remained the shadow of his childhood. Now it had turned into a husky, and the shadow seemed to have only grown bigger.