Prince Ying's Princess Consort looked at the affectionate brother and sister and shook her head helplessly.
Prince Ying, meanwhile, looked at Su Mo with some jealousy. When he remembered that Little Girl's first word had been neither Daddy nor Mommy, but Brother instead, he felt even sadder.
This was mainly because Su Mo looked after Little Girl every day, so naturally, her first word had been Brother.
A melody from the zither mingled with the breeze from the stream, stirring Su Mo's white hair.
Luo Yin turned to look at Su Mo in his flowing white robes. She, too, felt that over the past two years, something terribly frightening seemed to have appeared within him, as though something were brewing.
He seemed to be secretly laying plans for something-something that even he, with his Inquiry Realm cultivation, would struggle to control.
But Luo Yin's nature meant she would never voice the questions in her heart.
She was simply accustomed to hiding behind him, silently watching his back.
The Void Beast walked over to Su Mo and lay down on the ground, seeming somewhat tired as well.
Amid the silence, Little Girl fell fast asleep in Su Mo's arms.
Su Mo tilted his head back to gaze at the boundless Qiongyu, an unreadable gleam flashing through his eyes... Less than seven years remained.
The Reincarnation Mirror hanging behind Su Mo flickered, seemingly calculating something as well.
Beside him, Cheng An'an seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke to Su Mo, who was reclining in the Rocking Chair.
"Oh, right. The First Elder told me that this place is the Sect's Ancestral Grounds of the person whose legacy I received in the Divine Realm."
"The owner of that legacy might be buried inside."
Su Mo nodded languidly and pointed at the small