"Hehe, very much the way Xiao Tribe people do things? Hearing that our Xiao Tribe is this rogueish puts my mind at ease."
Xiao Yan smiled sheepishly.
Xiao Xuan smiled as he sized Xiao Yan up without speaking. He had roughly grasped the temperament of this descendant before him. Perhaps he would no longer be lonely during the time ahead.
Only then did Xun'er and the others seem to awaken from a dream. They stepped forward and respectfully offered Xiao Xuan a grand salute.
"Rise. People from the Ancient Clan have come as well? Eh, are you a blood descendant of that fellow Gu Yuan?"
Xiao Xuan glanced at Xun'er and murmured.
"Yes, Senior Xiao Xuan. My name is Gu Xun'er, and I am Gu Yuan's daughter."
Xun'er carefully bowed.
"Mm, a daughter? It seems Gu Yuan only produced a blood descendant after a thousand years. Understandable. At our level, our bloodline has already condensed to an extremely high degree and begun its initial transformation. Producing a blood descendant is exceedingly difficult."
Xiao Xuan nodded in realization.
"This is not the place to talk. Follow me."
Xiao Xuan swept his gaze around, then waved his sleeve and led the six of them into the void, vanishing without a trace.
At the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb, there was only darkness—endless, absolute darkness as far as the eye could see.
Beneath the vast black curtain, only an ancient Stone Stele stood there in solitude.
"You four can cultivate here. This is where my Tomb Mansion lies, and no one dares approach it. Moreover, the energy concentration here is the highest in the entire Heavenly Tomb."
Xiao Xuan gestured to Gu Qingyang and the other three, then disappeared into the Stone Stele with Xiao Yan and Xun'er.
Gu Qingyang and the