"Retrieve memory?"
Upon hearing Xu Zimei's words, Goddess Xuanming sighed.
"I once strolled along the River of Time, tracing fate's trajectory, but alas, found nothing.
My River of Time appeared empty at certain periods.
No matter how hard I searched and mended, it was all to no avail."
Hearing this, Xu Zimei couldn't say anything.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
A person's River of Time broken.
Generally, even if broken, the River of Time would self-repair.
Unless one tears their own River of Time and hides it away.
But Goddess Xuanming couldn't remember.
If that's the case, asking her wouldn't be meaningful either.
He still held much curiosity about the era of Ancient Gods Seeking the Dao, such a pity!
"I need the inheritance of Ancient God Xuanming," Xu Zimei said.
"You can have it, as agreed upon earlier," Goddess Xuanming said.
"But can you answer me one question.
Of course, you can choose not to answer."
Xu Zimei nodded.
