"Ah!" Ouyang Qianru's pretty face flushed at his words. Pursing her lips, she said, "That's my bedroom!" She gazed at Li Xiaoya with tender affection.
"Oh." Li Xiaoya's heart stirred, but he acted as though he had noticed nothing and answered indifferently.
"..." Ouyang Qianru's expression relaxed. Suddenly, her smile blossomed like a flower. "There's nothing worth seeing in my bedroom. Let's look at my treasury instead!" She hurried down the second-floor corridor toward the stairs leading upward, and Li Xiaoya followed without revealing his thoughts. As he passed her bedroom door, he sensed a strange fragrance and water spiritual qi drifting out. Several enormous pillars and beams on the second floor had concealed holes that continuously released five-colored spiritual qi. Apparently, it rose from the first floor; the concentration of spiritual qi here seemed no weaker than below.
When they reached the third floor, he saw that one side was an open hall furnished with numerous tables and stools, offering a view of the scenery outside. On the other side stood a tightly closed room. An antique plaque above its door bore two large characters, "Treasure Vault," written with the soaring sweep of dragons and phoenixes. Ouyang Qianru led Li Xiaoya to the door and smiled. "Here! This is my treasury!" She pushed the door open. Apparently, it had neither a lock nor restrictions. Then again, this treasure building normally stayed inside her Storage Pouch, so neither was really necessary.
Whoosh! As the door opened, the radiance of treasures shimmered within, revealing countless precious objects arranged inside.
"Heehee! Come in, Brother Xiao Ya! Even my mother hasn't been inside my Treasure Pavilion!" Ouyang Qianru giggled and went in first.
*Good grief, this little girl actually has so many treasures? Having a father at the spirit communion stage really is