A Meeting Gift

Kurumi agreed to Gu Sujin's proposal. This "Half-Emperor," who had wandered beyond the Plane Barrier for thousands of years, might have already broken through that shackle by other means and advanced to an even more profound and powerful realm.

Gu Sujin wanted the location of the Ancient Dou Sheng tomb merely to prepare a new body, not to possess Kurumi.

This let Kurumi breathe a slight sigh of relief. At Gu Sujin's level, there was simply no need for her to lie in order to make Kurumi lower her guard.

Most powerful people had their own twisted sense of humor, though they only showed it on certain occasions.

Gu Sujin was undoubtedly more on the "righteous" side.

The Eighth-grade Bloodline surrounding Lin Yiyi was repeatedly kneaded, compressed, and refined by a soul far beyond the peak of the Heavenly Realm. The pressure that occasionally leaked from it made Kurumi's heart tremble.

With the resources of an entire clan supporting her, describing this ancestor's recovery speed as advancing by leaps and bounds would not be an exaggeration.

After Kurumi gave her the exact location of the Ancient Dou Sheng tomb, Gu Sujin examined it with great interest for several moments.

Looking up at the somewhat nervous Kurumi, the translucent white soul hovered around her, lacking every trace of an ancestor's dignity.

"Don't be nervous~ Sister has three methods for becoming an Emperor. Little Mo'er, you can pick whichever one you like."

Kurumi remained meticulous as ever. Only after bowing did she speak. "Please explain, Ancestor."

Gu Sujin, who looked like a young girl, seemed dissatisfied. Her soul bent forward, her silver eyes fixed intently on Kurumi's lovely face.

Kurumi's body stiffened. Even the Divine Bloodline constantly surging through her body obediently settled down.

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Kurumi's