"Welcome, heir to the Little Holy Emperor."
As she spoke, a little girl who looked like a sprite, dressed in a green skirt, appeared above the cyan bottle.
She bowed gracefully to Wang Shouzhe and greeted him politely.
"Hey, hey, why are you so sure Junior Brother Shouzhe is the heir?" Senior Brother Jinshan said with dissatisfaction, shaking his hair, "I, Jinshan, also have a standard Wood Type bloodline."
The little girl glanced around at the four people: "Among the four of you, one is an old man whose lifespan is already depleted, one has garbage bloodline talent, one has a strange aura as if already possessing some kind of Immortal Scripture, only this handsome young man, calm and composed with extraordinary temperament, is clearly the heir to His Highness."
"Garbage bloodline talent?" Senior Brother Jinshan immediately protested, hopping in place, "I'm a Great Tianjiao Wood Bloodline."
