"Great Emperor, your hair has grown long again. Yao, let me tidy it up for you."

The fourth level of the human ancestral tomb, the House of Destiny.

A girl with the title of "Pure and Flawless Virgin" on her head, her abdomen swollen, holding scissors and a wooden comb in her hands, clumsily walked towards Chen Yu.

"Stop! Slow down! Don't fall," Chen Yu, who was cultivating his energy, suddenly opened his eyes and hurriedly got up to support her. "Be careful, child."