C18 The Taste of Mengpo Soup

"I wonder how much suffering you've been through since you were born." The Vermillion Bird held Jianghan in its arms and had some speculations in its mind.

Gan Jianghan was a child of the Jiang Family and not a genius of the Qian Family. It was no wonder Qian Kun treated Jianghan like this. If that was the case, the genius of the Qian Family should still be here. After all, the beast shadow couldn't fool anyone. This meant that a genius had really appeared in the Qian Family. However, it wasn't the Jianghan in front of them!

Jianghan should be the genius of the Qian Family.

"What a cunning plan! You, Qian Kun, are shameless!" The vermilion bird was a smart person. It instantly thought of Qian Kun's little trick. However, the only thing she didn't understand was how Jianghan ended up in Qian Kun's hands.

The Vermillion Bird knew the strict rules of the bloodline family. Back then, even if Jianghan was a child without a bloodline, he could only stay in the Jiang Family for the rest of his life and contribute to the prosperity of the Jiang Family. It would never let him leave the Jiang Family.

Could it be that he came from an unorthodox background?

This was not very likely. Any family valued their own bloodline very much. It was impossible for them to leave their bloodline outside so easily. They didn't know how Jianghan ended up in the hands of a lowly person like Qian Kun.

However, this wasn't what the Vermillion Bird really cared about. After all, it was all in the past. The most important thing right now was that Jianghan had already walked over step by step. In the future, they might still have a lot of experience facing him, but no one could bully him anymore.

Three bloodline fusion, 100% purity warrior! Who else could compete with him?

All of this was because of the unknown flame in his body. What kind of thing could be so terrifying? To actually turn the blood he absorbed into his own bloodline and refine the purity of his bloodline. This was too terrifying.

However, the Vermillion Bird also knew that no matter what it was, There won't be a second one in the world, and... s. It can be inherited by others. When the Vermillion Bird had just received the blood transfusion, it had already felt a terrifying flame. Anyone who gave her this medicinal Bloodline of Vermilion Bird would feel as if they were suffocating when they were born close to the flame. If this thing was dug out, no matter who it was, they would have to turn into ashes and be able to control it. There was only Jianghan.

"This little guy gave me a surprise. No, it was too much of a shock. Thank you!" The Vermillion Bird gently stroked Jianghan, who was still sleeping soundly. There was an unconcealable warmth in its eyes.

"Thank you for letting me see the hope of overthrowing the Imperial Kingdom. You are the one who gave me hope in despair. When you are proud of the world, let us see if Bloodline Emperor is a god or a devil!"

In the darkness, the Vermillion Bird's eyes were still shining. She saw hope. She also secretly swore that she would nurture Jianghan into the greatest warrior in the world!

All of this should be the will of heaven!

If the one who saved Jianghan today wasn't the Bloodline of Vermilion Bird, it would be hard for even a Divine Immortal to turn the situation around. The burning power of the bloodline was enough to burn Jianghan to ashes. However, there was heaven's will in the dark. The person who saved Jianghan was not only the Bloodline of Vermilion Bird that had the characteristics of rebirth, but also the blood that was injected into his body. He had awakened the Heavenly Fire Fragment in Jianghan's body, and had also fused and tempered the Jiangliang and Bloodline of Vermilion Bird that didn't belong to him. He had also awakened the Feilian bloodline that he had never been able to awaken in his entire life.

No one could predict how much potential the combination of speed, strength, and the ability to rise from the ashes would bring out!

However, everyone knew that it would definitely be a terrifying existence!

Just a single Bloodline of Vermilion Bird was already nearly invincible. If it was a pure Bloodline of Vermilion Bird, it would simply be an undying cockroach. Three types of pure bloodlines, perhaps only the stars knew just how powerful it was.

Although the three bloodlines were powerful, it wasn't without problems. Just awakening them was a hurdle that couldn't be crossed. A bloodline that had awakened to the heaven realm was already standing at the peak of this continent. One could imagine just how difficult this so-called heaven realm awakening was.

Strength, luck, fortune, and so on were indispensable. Very few people in the entire Imperial Kingdom had entered the Heaven Grade awakening realm. It wasn't hard to imagine how difficult it was to awaken all three bloodlines. Moreover, the most important thing was the awakening altars of the various families.

Without the altars, it was easier said than done to awaken the three bloodlines. The Zhu Family's altars were probably the only ones that could awaken all three bloodlines...

"Forget it. With my identity, I don't think there is any hope for the altar of the Zhu Family." The Vermillion Bird let out a bitter laugh. There was a hint of helplessness on its face.

That's right. It was impossible for anyone else to use any of the altars. Even if they were to die together, it was impossible for an outsider to enter the clan's altar. The other two families were fine, especially the Qian Family. Jianghan probably wouldn't be able to step into the Gan Family's altar for the rest of his life.

"There must be a way when the time comes. It's too early to think about this now." After the Vermillion Bird recovered from its injuries, it had been quietly sitting in the cave with Jianghan in its arms. At this moment, Jianghan was sleeping soundly in the Vermillion Bird's arms. He didn't know what had happened to him at all. Perhaps, this was one of the few times he had been able to sleep so soundly ever since he was born.

"We are both in the same world. From now on, the two of us will depend on each other!" The Vermillion Bird hugged Jianghan a little tighter and gently wiped away the wound on Jianghan's wrist, as well as the broken bones that were bestowed by Qian Kun.

The severity of Qian Kun's attack had far exceeded the vermilion bird's imagination. Almost all of Jianghan's bones had been broken into pieces. It was not easy for this child to hold on. This caused the vermilion bird to frown. She wished that she could contact the Zhu Family now and destroy the Qian family. This Qian Kun deserved to die.

Poor Jianghan had always treated that bastard as his biological father. He had even given him that precious Primitive Core to repay his kindness of nurturing. But, was he worthy?

"Ai!"

The Vermillion Bird sighed. He decided not to tell Jianghan about all of this. Children who grew up with hatred would most likely have dark minds. Moreover, it might be harmful to his path of cultivation. It wouldn't be too late to tell him when Jianghan had the strength to break through the gates of the Qian Family.

"Let's just look at the road ahead!" The Vermillion Bird hugged Jianghan and gradually closed its eyes.

"Rebirth from the ashes?"

Somewhere far away from Jianghan, a person sitting on the elephant stage suddenly opened his eyes. His expression was neither sadness nor joy.

"I never thought that he would end his lonely life in this way by chance."

"One Jianghan died while the other Jianghan was reborn."

"It looks like he got rid of the lonely star and used the Heavenly Fire fragment for himself. Even Truth Listener didn't expect this."

"I originally thought that his reincarnation would end very quickly, but I did not expect that he was indeed a heaven warping hero. It seems like no matter where he is, he really has the hope of walking out that... immortal path."

"Meng Po, it is not in vain. You are risking your life to protect this child even if you don't enter the Immortal Class. " It seems like he really didn't disappoint you. "

Who was the one who spoke? He actually knew Truth Listener so well?

And... Meng Po?

At this moment, Meng Po was still standing at the edge of the Helpless Bridge, giving the ghost passing by a bowl of his Meng Po soup.

Occasionally, when there were few ghosts, he would sit at the end of the bridge and look dazedly towards the corner. There was no one there. No, there was no ghost.

No one knew what Meng Po was looking at, nor did they think it looked good. They just felt that Meng Po's eyes contained an indescribable smile when she looked there.

Occasionally, there would be optimistic ghosts who would ask before drinking Meng Po's soup: "Meng Po, do you know the taste of the tea you made yourself?"

At this time, Meng Po would also nod her head. She said that she knew. It was bitter and bitter, like the taste of tears.

The ghost that asked the question stuck out its tongue and could only line up with a bitter face. However, when the soup entered his mouth, he was stunned for a moment. He pointed at Meng Po and laughed loudly. "You're lying. It's clearly fragrant and sweet. It's very tasty..."

How does it look like... The taste of tears!