"Wen Ya." Zhou Zhou suddenly said.
"Wen Ya is here, Your Majesty."
Wen Ya's gentle voice appeared in the room.
"Take out the bloodline inheritances I recorded previously."
He said.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Wen Ya finished speaking, a large number of virtual texts slowly appeared around Zhou Zhou.
All kinds of bloodline inheritances were recorded on these virtual texts as if they were free.
Zhou Zhou did not notice this.
His gaze had been on the Bodhi Supreme in his hand.
The next second, under Zhou Zhou's surprised gaze, the Bodhi Supreme that had been motionless suddenly moved slightly after these bloodline inheritances appeared. Then, it floated in the air.
Wisps of golden light emitted from the golden patterns on its surface, looking mysterious, dazzling, and eye-catching.
This light landed on the virtual text.
