“Reporting to the Cult Leader, this old servant has, as you instructed before your seclusion, reconfirmed once more—Miss Evelyn... she truly has mastered the Haotian Divine Sword!”

Logan Brooks's heart suddenly tightened.

He steadied himself, still maintaining a calm expression, and turned to look at the gray-robed elder.

The gray-robed elder nodded: “Across the vast lands of Shenzhou, it is well known that the Haotian Divine Sword is the unique secret art of the Sword Pavilion Master, and even his direct disciples have never learned it.

Yet Miss Evelyn appears not to recognize the Sword Emperor, and before she revealed her martial arts, the Sword Emperor had never paid her any attention.”

Logan Brooks remained silent.

He needed the Haotian Divine Sword to heal his injuries.

But what a coincidence, that someone would just show up?

Is it real amnesia, or fake?

Could this be a honey trap?

What is her relationship with that Sword Pavilion Master?

After pondering for a moment, Logan Brooks ordered, “I will have dinner now. Arrange for her to join me.”

“Yes, Cult Leader.” The gray-robed elder replied respectfully, then withdrew.

After he left, Logan Brooks's mind once again connected with the mysterious black jug in his mind.

Can you tell me any information related to this Evelyn Young?

The blood-red nectar inside the black jug was instantly depleted!

But no blood-red characters appeared at the mouth of the jug.

Soon, the blood-red nectar reappeared inside.

The amount was exactly the same as before the question.

Not enough nectar?

Logan Brooks was slightly taken aback.

Obtaining information about himself consumed a lot of nectar.

Getting the recipe for the Tenfold Return-to-Origin Pill also used up quite a bit.

But the remaining blood-red nectar was at least a bit more than what was consumed for the pill recipe.

Which means...

The secrets surrounding this Evelyn Young are even rarer and more advanced than the Tenfold Return-to-Origin Pill recipe?

After a long while, Logan Brooks murmured to himself, “This is truly interesting.”

A beautiful flower, indeed.

But who knows if this is a trap...

His injuries were caused by a battle with the Sword Pavilion Master, and the Haotian Divine Sword’s sword energy still lingered within him, needing to be resolved.

If he used the same-origin sword energy for help, and the other party harbored ill intent, he would be in danger.

As Logan Brooks pondered, he rose and left the room, heading to the front flower hall.

There, the table was already laden with delicacies.

In addition, a beautiful young lady was already seated at the table, quietly waiting.

Evelyn Young appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen, with a fresh and elegant beauty.

She sat upright at the table, and when she saw Logan Brooks enter, she stood up and said, “Master Brooks.”

“Are you comfortable with your accommodations?” Logan Brooks walked straight to the main seat and sat down.

“The environment here is very nice,” Evelyn Young replied. “However, today I have come to bid farewell to Master Brooks.”

The food tastes really good, though it’s my first time seeing these ingredients... Logan Brooks had no reservations about eating in front of Evelyn Young, and began to feast heartily, sampling each dish on the table.

“Have the people here neglected you?” he asked casually while picking up food.

“Not at all, they have treated me very well.” Evelyn Young shook her head. “It’s just that I have matters of my own and wish to leave.”

Logan Brooks asked, “Has your memory returned?”

“No, still only up to a month ago.” Evelyn Young looked slightly downcast, but quickly perked up again. “However, the Sword Emperor senior who dueled with Master Brooks—his swordsmanship seems to share the same origin as what I have learned, so I wish to consult him. Perhaps he knows about my past.”

Though the young lady was somewhat straightforward, she also knew that the demonic cult leader before her and the Sword Pavilion Master were enemies who had just fought a great battle.

She looked at Logan Brooks and said softly, “Thank you, Master Brooks, for saving me earlier. But I have always cared about my past, and wish to visit the Sword Pavilion. I hope you can forgive me.”

“You are my guest, free to come and go as you please. If you wish to leave, you may do so at any time.”

Logan Brooks looked at her with a hint of amusement.

“But it seems you are... afraid of me?”

After a brief silence, Evelyn Young said, “It’s not fear, it’s... a bit of conflict.”

Logan Brooks traced the rim of his wine cup with his finger. “Tell me about it.”

“Although I only have about a month’s worth of memories, during this month I have constantly heard people mention... how your cult is ruthless and domineering, infiltrating everywhere, stirring up bloody storms, and seeking to dominate the world of Shenzhou, bringing demonic calamity to all.”

Evelyn Young replied, “But I was saved by you, Master Brooks, and these past few days, both you and those around you have treated me very well, acting with gentleness and courtesy, and showing uprightness...”

I bet it’s because someone is curious about why you know the Haotian Divine Sword, and also wants to woo you... Logan Brooks thought to himself.

Evelyn Young said, “I want to take a step back and see for myself what is true and what is false, who is right and who is wrong.”

I also want to see if you are real or fake... Logan Brooks thought.

He smiled faintly. “Two things that seem contradictory may both be true, because in this world, the truth and right or wrong of many matters depend on the person.

Others call us demons, but in fact, Ancient God Cult is our true name. You can check any Shenzhou chronicle and see for yourself.”

Evelyn Young was taken aback.

Then she fell silent, deep in thought.

Logan Brooks acted as if nothing had happened. “It’s already late today. Leaving tomorrow morning won’t be too late.”

Evelyn Young snapped out of her thoughts and nodded. “Alright.”