"Big Sis, who do you think that guy really is?" Fu Chu asked curiously, holding the scroll in his hands.
Xiao Yun pondered for a while before saying calmly, "He doesn't seem to be from our world."
"Not from our world?" A strange look appeared on Fu Chu's face. "Could there be other worlds?"
Xiao Yun raised her head and gazed at the sky outside the thatched hut. "Of course there are. They say our ancestors all came from the depths of space, from an extremely, extremely high place. That place was called the Mother World... And we are a group of people exiled by that world, their descendants..."
From her angle, the sky was merely filled with thick, impenetrable brown clouds. Those were masses of Chaos Energy.
"He came from the Mother World?" A strange glint flickered in Fu Chu's eyes.
Xiao Yun smiled faintly. "I was only guessing! Focus on your cultivation... Look at Luo Zheng. He cultivated as a True God, yet already possesses such formidable methods. If you have the chance to return to your main clan in the future, perhaps you can use the True God realm to prove your name?"
Fu Chu curled his lips and continued studying the scroll in his hands. The methods recorded inside made him eager to try them, and he wanted to open up a divine sea of his own.
Just then, a sound suddenly came from outside the thatched hut. The siblings turned their heads in unison and saw Luo Zheng.
"You're back." A gentle smile appeared on Xiao Yun's face.
"How was the harvest? Didn't get even a single Desolate Bone?" Fu Chu's face showed a trace of displeasure. Although he was not a Desolate God, he had plenty of experience discerning the locations of Desolate Bones.