"I..."
At those words, a strange gleam first flashed through Cai Lin's eyes, before she hurriedly bowed to the figure in delighted surprise.
"Thank you, Senior!"
"Hehe, there's no need for thanks..."
The nine-colored figure gently shook her head. Their Seven-Colored Tribe had once been a renowned and flourishing race in the Great Thousand World, yet after that war in Ancient Times, they had fallen to such a miserable state.
With a flick of her finger, nine-colored light shimmered over her enormous skeleton, enveloping everything within ten thousand zhang in a nine-colored sphere.
"Receiving the inheritance will take some time. If you have anything to attend to, you should make your arrangements now."
Hearing this, Cai Lin suddenly stiffened, only then remembering that her daughter was still at home.
"Xiao Yan!"
Cai Lin slowly turned to look at Xiao Yan beside her, worry filling her long, beautiful eyes.
"If I enter seclusion, what will happen to Xiao Xiao?"
Xiao Xiao?
Xiao Yan froze briefly, only then remembering that the little girl was barely a year old. At an age when she had only just learned to run, suddenly finding her mother gone for a while would surely make her cry and fuss.
"How about we come back for the inheritance a little later?"
Xiao Yan lightly rubbed his head. Naturally, he did not want his daughter to suffer the slightest distress.
"There's no need."
Cai Lin gently shook her head, a trace of reluctance flashing through her eyes as she looked at the nine-colored figure overhead.
"When you return, leave Xiao Xiao with Xiao Yi Xian. Apart from me, the people this child likes most are Xiao Yi Xian and Qing Lin. I'll feel more at ease leaving her with Xiao Yi Xian."
"All right!"
Xiao Yan smiled softly at