“Hello, master~~” Diexi sang lazily when she saw Lu Yun.

“Pfft, enough of that.” Lu Yun waved her off. Though she was a zombie king, she’d come back to life after reaching the extremity of death. She was now a real living being and had recovered her memories as Changxi during the great wilderness era, shedding her previous stiffness.

Her lively eyes curiously assessed the surroundings. When she saw the three hundred and sixty-five other copies of herself, she took them in without a flicker of change in expression.

“I’ve often dreamed of numerous versions of myself sitting in front of a black palace… So it was a...