The ancestral statue remained immobile.
It was unclear whether it had not heard Jiangli speak.
If an ordinary person saw Jiangli speaking to a statue, they would probably think she had gone mad.
Jiangli waited a while, and seeing that the ancestral statue still gave no response, she chuckled lightly, "So reluctant to tell me? It seems it must be bad news."
It was as if she had struck a nerve; the statue suddenly closed its eyes, as if trying to ignore the existence of anything distressing.
Jiangli clicked her tongue and smiled indifferently. She didn't pursue the matter with the ancestral statue any further, but her gaze grew increasingly profound.
Over the past few days, her memory had vaguely returned somewhat, yet it remained very unclear.
She only remembered that she must have had something very important to do, to have awakened forcefully during her closed-door cultivation at this time.
But...
The cost of waking up so forcefully seemed too great.
