Luo Beibei's Unintentional Words

At this, Luo Beibei arched a willow-leaf brow, seeming somewhat excited, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Don't try to fool me. Our Luo Family has its own duty. Though we cannot leave this place, I am still willing to guard it forever. We do this for all the living under heaven."

Luo Beibei lifted her head proudly, a trace of purple flame flowing through her eyes.

Though she had dreams of her own, she was a direct descendant of the Luo Family. Even at her young age, she understood the responsibility carried in her bloodline.

"Nothing is absolute. What if?"

Bai Yu did not say much. He reached out and rubbed her head, but when he felt the scorching heat beneath his palm, his eyes narrowed.

"You're an alchemist?"

The aura emanating from Luo Beibei was actually Divine Fire?

He had not expected that, at such a young age, her talent would be so terrifying.

Since he began cultivating, Bai Yu had seen only one person born with Divine Fire—Meng Bingyan. Luo Beibei was the second.

"Of course. I'm a fifth-grade alchemist. Even the Ancestor said that I would surely become the strongest member of the Luo Family in the future."

Upon hearing Bai Yu's words, it was as though Luo Beibei had found an opening, and she began talking without end.

From her words, Bai Yu also learned that within the White Bone Contemplation Grotto, the Luo and Li Families had long since formed a powerful alliance. As a family of alchemists, the Luo Family had always held the leading position, supplying Luo City's cultivators with pills.

Meanwhile, as a clan that cultivated both Confucian and Buddhist arts, the Li Family bore the responsibility of fighting external enemies. For generations, the direct descendants of the two families had