Puyang Shangren furrowed his brows. 'Is that little girl really the reincarnation of the first ancestor of the winged race? If that's true, then she should be much older than all the ancient races.'
The male sword spirit was stunned as his eyes stared at the Holy Radiance Sword in Xu Ling'er's hand, and his body visibly trembled.
Tian Huangjin hurriedly led her race members before Xu Ling'er, knelt on one knee, and greeted her. "Ancestor."
"Get up," Xu Ling'er said, shaking her head. "I was Tian Huangjin in the past, but the current me is Xu Ling'er. I'm still in my mid-thirties, so I want all of you to stop addressing me as your ancestor."
All of them nodded and stood up, but they still maintained their respectful attitude toward Xu Ling'er. Tian Huangjin then spoke to her. "I don't understand how you guys grew up so fast; you were only eleven when we last met. However, you have become a mature woman in your mid-thirties, and you have also become his wife."
