Yet deep down, Li Yiyi felt that she had done nothing wrong.
No matter what, "Xiao Mi" was an Innate Divine Spirit. Xiao Mi's spiritual foundation was far stronger than hers, and Xiao Mi was the hope of the Innate Divine Spirit lineage!
"Foolish child, and you are still reflecting on yourself!"
At the sight, Li Qingyun could not help but shake his head. A chill glimmered faintly in his starry eyes as he said flatly, "I had wondered why, with your foundation, you had been unable to step beyond the cosmos for so long. It turns out that most of your fortune had already been stolen by Xiao Mi, whom you consider the hope of the Innate Divine Spirit lineage!"
"Yiyi, you must know that your fortune is connected to mine in a certain sense. To me, it is insignificant, but to you, it is of utmost importance! And to Xiao Mi, it meant the scheme had succeeded!"
By the end, his tone had grown increasingly stern, his face cold.
Given his current standing and vision, he naturally saw through the sinister intentions of the Western Heaven at a glance.
In the final lifetime before the Future Buddha's descent, the Future Buddha had chosen the Innate Divine Spirit lineage. Among the surviving Innate Divine Spirits, Li Yiyi—sheltered beneath Li Qingyun's wings—was the great bearer of fortune for this lineage.
Under the covert manipulation of the Outer Void Saint of the Western Heaven, Xiao Mi had encountered Li Yiyi through some seemingly coincidental means, and Li Yiyi had naturally taken Xiao Mi in.
The lamp artifact in Li Yiyi's hand was named the Precious Lotus Lamp. She had placed Xiao Mi within the lamp's tiny cosmos space, unknowingly using her own fortune and every kind of resource to raise Xiao