After Di Beiming's primordial spirit entered Yun Chujiu's divine sense, he immediately discovered a small purple primordial spirit curled up in a corner. The small purple primordial spirit was quietly hiding there. Di Beiming's heart ached seeing it in such despair.
"Little Jiu, can you hear me?"
"Little Jiu, have you forgotten what you said about protecting the Yun family? Didn't you promise your grandfather to look for your adoptive parents? Do you have the heart to let your grandfather be sad for you?"
"Little Jiu, you are Linghua Sect's Yun Xiaozu, the personal disciple of Patriarch Linghua. You have the Heavenly Thunder Spirit Root that is one in ten thousand. You are extremely smart and cute. Are you really willing to give up all of this?"