Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Sanshui stared in surprise as the unfamiliar, mutated fire lizard slipped from her hand. "The little thing runs pretty fast."

Bai Ling paused for a moment, a hint of helplessness in her twitching lips. "Please don't scare it. It's still young."

Before he could finish speaking, a vibrant young girl's voice suddenly rang out from the Soul Temple.

"Oh, I was wondering why everyone was lurking around the door like that. Turns out Bai Ling is here in Amy City too!"

Those who had been spying on Bai Ling and San Shui inside the hall hurriedly hid in a corner, pretending to be very busy, to make way for the little ancestor who had spoken.

The petite and seemingly frail girl faces Bai Ling, making a heart shape with her hands.

She skipped and hopped all the way over, her body clinging to Bai Ling like a clingy octopus.

Bai Ling held the lively and adorable girl in her arms, weighed her in her arms, and sighed, "It's been a while since I've seen her, Ying'er has gotten quite a bit fatter."

Upon hearing Bai Ling's words, Chen Ying'er's slightly chubby face immediately flushed red.

"Ugh, how can you say someone has gained weight the moment we meet? I'm not talking to you anymore!"

As she spoke, she grumbled as she got off her friend.

Sanshui, the culprit who caused Chen Ying'er to gain a lot of weight, smiled and patted his granddaughter's head.

Sanshui said slowly, "It's good to be a little chubby. You're so thin. If you don't get enough nutrition, when will you ever grow taller and bigger?"

Chen Ying'er waved her hand dismissively and snorted, "Why would I need to be that tall? Besides, my spiritual power is higher than others, that's enough!"

After saying that, she revealed her pink umbrella, ran to the sacred beast's side, and used her soul magic to tease the pitiful creature.

"Ugh."

Sanshui sighed, looking helplessly at Chen Ying'er, who was jumping around and never serious.

"This child, all he does is stay with Warcraft all day long. I wonder when I'll be able to hold a baby."

"baby?"

Bai Ling raised an eyebrow and said bluntly, "Isn't Chen Ying'er engaged to Yang Wenzhao of the Knights' Temple? Are you still worried about the child?"

The Temple of Souls hasn't fallen so low that it has no successors.

Sanshui withdrew his gaze, his face full of vicissitudes. "That blockhead from the Knights Temple, how could he possibly know how to please my Ying'er? Not to mention, when he finally came to his senses and knew to send Ying'er gifts every now and then, to confess his love and propose..."

Sanshui, growing angrier as she spoke, pretended to wipe away her tears, looking at Bai Ling through teary eyes, "Ling'er, can you understand this feeling?"

Bai Ling: "...I probably don't understand this, but you're exaggerating a bit. Even if they don't confirm their relationship for another two years, they're still not at the marriageable age for professionals as stipulated by the Temple Alliance."

Sanshui, unfazed by Bai Ling's gaze, declared confidently, "People are flexible, rules are rigid. If Ying'er doesn't like that wooden-headed guy, I'll bring the demon... bring people to discuss dissolving the childhood engagement."

Bai Ling suddenly realized something and said to Sanshui with a complicated expression, "So, Ying'er and Yang Wenzhao's engagement was not approved by you?"

Sanshui, who was wondering "when will this blockhead finally see the light," was taken aback and glanced at her somewhat guiltily. "No, I agreed back then."

Bai Ling: "..."

If you're now gossiping about Yang Wenzhao behind his back, aren't you just contradicting yourself?

Sanshui touched the peacock-colored sleeve, looking quite pleased with himself, "Back then, Yang Wenzhao was such a sweet-talking, gentle little man, so adorable when he was protecting Ying'er."

"But now, whether he's doing things or dealing with people, he always has a cold and businesslike attitude. How could he be a suitable partner for Ying'er?"

Bai Ling said calmly, "Grandma Sanshui, marriage is not a game. You might as well wait until the Demon Hunter group is over and see if Yang Wenzhao and Ying'er's relationship can improve before making a decision."

She paused for two seconds before continuing, "After all, your and Ying'er's every move represents the Soul Temple, while Yang Wenzhao represents a small part of the Knight Temple."

Sanshui, who had forgotten about this incident, gave an embarrassed smile and waved his hand, "Ling'er has become unlovable. She was calling me 'sister' just now, but now she's calling me 'grandma'!"

Bai Ling sighed deeply, feeling weary, and said, "It's good that you know."

Hiding behind Bai Ling, Hao Yue found it increasingly difficult to bear the oppressive force unconsciously emanating from the "Tyrannosaurus Rex".

Xiao Guang quietly peeked out and barked softly into Bai Ling's ear.

As it cried out, it raised its small black paws and tugged at Bai Ling's clothes with a little force, making a rustling sound.

Clearly, Haoyue wanted Bailing to take it back to the room quickly, away from the "fierce beast" in front of them.

Bai Ling, who understood what was being said, asked, "Grandma Sanshui, are there any empty rooms for resting in the Soul Temple of Amy City?"

Seeing that Haoyue didn't want to stay with her, Sanshui said in a slightly exaggerated way, "The Soul Temple never lacks rooms for people to stay in. You can choose any room on the top floor of the third floor."

As soon as she finished speaking, a universal key radiating life and engraved with the words "Temple of Souls" fell into Bai Ling's palm.

Taking the keys, Bai Ling flashed a big smile, "Grandma Sanshui, see you later!"

"See you."

Upon reaching the third floor of the temple, they randomly booked an empty room that no one was staying in.

As soon as Bai Ling closed the door, Hao Yue couldn't help but transform into a normal magical beast.

The two heads couldn't help but rub against Bai Ling's waist.

"Don't rush, we're already in the room, how could I not give you what you've been longing for?"

Bai Ling walked into the living room with a sense of helplessness, and a soft, pale golden light emanated from her.

In an instant, the power of faith, symbolizing the priest's temple, enveloped the entire room.

In terms of attack, the luminous veil that Bai Ling usually wears is not very effective, but its function of isolating sound and energy aura is very practical.

After isolating her aura, Bai Ling silently placed a few water-based magic crystals on the ground to completely prevent anyone from sensing any activity in her room by any means.

The next second, a boulder larger than four moons appeared out of thin air and was placed in the center of the living room.

Bai Ling, anticipating Haoyue's movements, grabbed Xiaoguang and Xiaohuo by the neck and said, "I'm going to take a shower. If you want to eat it, please eat it in batches, slowly. You can't eat it all at once, understand?"

With her fate choked, Haoyue let out a few strained howls, "Believe me, I'll only eat one bite, just a tiny bite!"

"……Row."

Believing that Haoyue's self-control was similar to Long Haochen's, Bai Ling released him, humming a little tune, and walked into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, Xiao Guang and Xiao Huo exchanged a glance. Suddenly, they opened their blood-red mouths wide and began to feast on the rocky hill.

Haoyue: It smells so good.