Chapter 182: The Ancestor's Suspicions

"However, this talisman only achieved the creator's aim by using various effects to gather darkness, a mediocre thing that doesn't deserve to be featured in elegant assemblies,"

Jiangli curled her lips in disdain.

"Even one of my Outer Sect Disciples wouldn't qualify with this level of skill."

Xia Xin silently touched his nose.

He couldn't even draw such a talisman...

He probably didn't even qualify to carry his ancestors' shoes.

"However, there's something rather odd,"

Jiangli, not noticing Xia Xin's small action, stroked her chin and speculated, "Judging by this talisman, the person who drew it doesn't seem to have much ability, just opportunistic tricks, but how could he manage to alter Lin Yurong's memory?"

To tamper with Lin Yurong's memory, one would either need to possess great skill or have resorted to some brutal method that shattered the soul that houses the memories.

Humans have three souls and seven spirits, each governing different contents.