The merging of memories told him that he was fifteen years old this year. He had joined the Qingyun Sect three years ago, but his talent was too low to become a Qingyun disciple.,After much deliberation, the only explanation that makes sense is soul fusion. In his past life, he was already incredibly intelligent. A brilliant lawyer, with photographic memory and an ability to recite everything verbatim, his reputation was well-deserved.,The blade drew out half an inch, a gust of cold wind sweeping out. Su Ziyao swiftly sheathed the sword again, her movements so fast that one only saw a flash of cold light.。