In her previous world, Ji Xiaosong lived to be exactly one hundred years old. Seeing that society was now in order and that Gu Lin had passed away, she departed as well.
This time, she had just returned to her true form on the hillside when Rongrong immediately floated over.
"Song, your memories and emotions have been preserved. Won't that affect your Divine Soul?"
Ji Xiaosong basked lazily in the sun. "If I carry my love for the father of my child from the last world into the next, it'll definitely be awkward, and I won't be able to adapt as quickly. So from now on, I've decided to extract my emotions and some of my more profound memories and store them in an offshoot."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Xiaosong extracted her emotions and memories. She retained only the parts related to the skills she had learned, placing all the rest into an offshoot.
Her offshoots were innumerable; she had no need to worry about running out.
