"Crazy Woman, such a strange baby—why do you insist on keeping her? What exactly are you trying to do?" Sword Old stared at Crazy Woman with an unfriendly gaze.
Though he did not spell it out, his meaning was already obvious. He suspected the woman had some connection to the gods.
Children of the Ancient Realm Region could not possibly appear in a place like this. Their constitutions did not allow them to survive here.
What was more, this baby had rolled down from the mountaintop like a ball, yet she did not have a single injury on her. She was clearly the descendant of a god.
"I can sense that this child possesses great spirituality. She can inherit my legacy." Crazy Woman looked at the baby girl in her arms. The baby girl sucked on her fingers, her eyes seeming able to speak as she gazed curiously at Crazy Woman.
"You truly are crazy. You want to pass your legacy to a god's child? Or are you a god yourself?" Sword Old's expression darkened further.
"I have no successor in the Ancient Realm Region. If I die here, must my legacy be lost forever? I'm keeping this little girl." Crazy Woman was resolute.
Some fell silent upon hearing this, while others could not understand. But judging by Crazy Woman's expression, anyone who wanted to take the baby away would likely have to fight her to the death.
"Crazy Woman, no one here will lend you their strength now. Even in a one-on-one fight between you and me, the outcome remains uncertain, let alone with so many people here." Sword Old seemed convinced that this child was a god's daughter and wanted nothing more than to kill her. As he rose to his feet, streams of Sword Qi appeared beside