"The term 'Corpse Refining Lineage' is just what you outsiders call us. We ourselves refer to it as the Holy Sect!"
Qi Bai gazed vacantly, speaking slowly.
As for the origin of the Holy Sect, he had no way of knowing. All he knew was that from the time he became aware, he had been living on an island, filled with children of the same age as him.
This wave of memories seemed to stir some fear deep within him.
At first glance, an island full of children would seem like a joyous place, but in reality, it was not.
As he gradually grew sensible, Qi Bai discovered that his playmates would disappear every so often; those who were unseen the next day were never seen again.
"We didn't have our own names. Initially, I wasn't called Qi Bai. On the island, we only had our numbers; I was One-Seven-Four-Three."
This designation accompanied him for quite a long stretch of years, until he was taken away at the age of ten.
