I have the best bloodline

"I didn't expect that Young Master Su would complete his advancement and emerge from seclusion in the blink of an eye. This is exactly what I need."

As Princess Luanming spoke, she opened the cloth bag she was carrying, revealing a strange monster egg with a white background and red and blue patterns, radiating spiritual energy.

"This"

Su Yan glanced at the red and blue patterned monster egg, then at Princess Luanming wearing a blue hair ornament, a subtle expression appearing on his face:

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Princess Luanming possesses the bloodline of the Luan bird, making her a typical half-demon. However, the fact that she is now offering him a bird-demon egg to nourish his body makes Su Yan feel slightly out of place.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 142 Little Fox, Your Elders Will Reward You

"Enjoy it without worry! It's just something a large, empty-nest bird does when it's bored."

Seeing Su Yan's hesitation, Junxia smiled and explained the origin of the bird eggs in front of him: "You should have seen the back mountain of my house before. Some demon generals live there. I usually take some eggs from there as gifts for my friends to enjoy."

Princess Luanming's father was the Xuan King, who would be a demon king in the demon realm. In addition to the power given to him by Yu the Great, he also had his own army. The Xuan King's army was mainly composed of flying demon beasts, and a large number of flying demon beasts submitted to the Xuan King's Luan bird bloodline.

Therefore, female birds often flirt and try to win the favor of the widowed Xuanwang when they have nothing to do. However, because of the bloodline of the Luan bird, Xuanwang will no longer love them. His grand ambitions and love will leave with his wife.

King Xuan became depressed and stopped attending to state affairs, which led to health problems.

Junxia recalled the scene of bird eggs scattered all over the village behind the mountain after her father refused the demon general, and said with a slightly subtle expression, "My family has harvested more bird eggs than we can eat, and I don't really like them, so you can eat them without worry!"

"Then I'll thank you in advance, Sister Junxia."

Su Yan looked at the bird eggs in his arms and sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from them. He could roughly guess that the female bird who laid the eggs was no ordinary person; she could probably hold down hundreds of them and beat them on the ground without any problem.

"Don't stand at the top of the stairs, come and sit down!" the aunt said, and the two girls came over and sat down to chat.

"Speaking of gifts, I've been so busy with the imperial martial arts training that I forgot to give you these things."

As she spoke, her aunt took out four items from her storage ring and handed them to Su Yan: "These are all gifts from your aunt, wishing you longevity and peace."

"There are also some small trinkets, but I don't think we'll need them, so I'll give them to Yan Ning and Nan Wu."

Su Yan's seclusion period was not long, but it still took four days to clear his meridians and regain consciousness. Most of his aunts and fellow Daoists would sit for a while, offer some high-end tea or wine, chat about everyday things, and then leave.

Only a few close friends, after learning that their aunt had gained a new nephew, would send gifts to Su Yan to wish him a safe and healthy growth.

"Do they need me to sacrifice my blood?" Su Yan looked at the four items on the table with great interest: a lamp-shaped magic artifact, a jet-black dagger, a white robe, and a dark green landscape plaque.

"None of that is needed."

My aunt shook her head and said, "The Spirit-Burning Lamp is a cultivation tool that uses spirit stones as fuel. It can set up a spirit-gathering array anytime, anywhere for your cultivation. The Blood-Draining Blade is a demonic weapon. It can be used to stab living beings to heal injuries. As for the white robe, it is the molted skin of a winter worm. It can withstand a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator. The landscape plaque is a bonus I gave you as a New Year's gift to suppress evil spirits."

"If someone tries to take advantage of you, just crush them."

Aside from the Spirit Burning Lamp, whose origin is unclear, the Blood-Draining Blade clearly belongs to Mosquito Daoist Hong Ling, and the origin of the white robe is also self-evident—it was given to the unlucky Winter Insect who was attacked by the Earth Immortal female insect halfway and almost collapsed at the gate of Xia Yu City.

"Auntie, how is Senior Winter Insect?"

Looking at the robes made from insect molts, Su Yan couldn't help but ask about Senior Winter Insect's situation.

"You're staying in the Spirit Herb Mirror to recuperate. I estimate it'll be a few more days before you can come out, right? Oh, right, I almost forgot to tell you, Jinlin has been looking for you every night these past few days, saying he wants to fight the arena battle that wasn't finished last time."

"Golden Scale? That's a rather troublesome and difficult opponent."

Upon hearing Jin Lin's name, Jun Xia exclaimed with admiration, "My cultivation level is not much different from hers, but I only managed to withstand more than ten moves from her. She ultimately achieved a perfect record and successfully climbed to the top of the leaderboard."

The third day of the Imperial Martial Arts Competition was relatively good, but as time went on, more and more people were eliminated. By the fifth day, cultivators needed to fight three rounds, and on the last day, they needed to fight five rounds, which put them under great pressure and intensity.

"Her white lightning strike overwhelmed all others, displaying the might of a thunder god descending to earth in disguise; she was a heroine among women."

Although Junxia was defeated by Jinlin and ranked second in the Imperial Martial Arts Competition due to a three-point difference in accumulated strength, she still praised Jinlin's strength and accepted her defeat wholeheartedly.

"What about the nameless members of the royal family?"

"He went to the Imperial Medical Academy to fight Jin Daoyou to the death."

Su Yan's face showed a slight look of amazement. He was curious about how much the royal family had offered that would make Zhou You and Jin Lin fight to the bitter end. He hadn't heard Old Zhou mention that his prize money was linked to his ranking in the Imperial Martial Arts Competition!

"Squeak, squeak"

Just as everyone was talking about the martial arts demonstration in front of the emperor, Jin Lin, the main character that Su Yan and his group were discussing, was carrying a straight sword and walking up the stairs of Ruchun Garden, causing a commotion.

"fox."

Jin Lin walked to the top of the fourth-floor staircase, frowning as he looked at Su Yan and asked, "Is your cultivation still not stable?"

Su Yan has broken through to the Golden Core stage, but it's only a breakthrough to the Golden Core stage. The demon core in his dantian is still a virtual core. He needs to fill it with spiritual power to activate the Golden Core's life-giving properties before he can be considered to have fully advanced.

"Yes! I just completed a breakthrough this afternoon, so it's not convenient for me to fight anyone right now."

Su Yan responded to Jin Lin with a smile, stood up to make room on some benches, and invited Jin Lin to sit down.

"Unexpected events won't give you a chance; a comfortable life has already worn down your spirit."

Jin Lin turned and left with a look of disappointment, without responding to Su Yan's invitation: "I'll come find you again during the Lantern Festival."

"I don't think I said anything wrong, did I?" Su Yan looked at Jin Lin, who had climbed out of the window, with a face full of question marks.

“You’re not wrong, it’s just that the girl is too sensitive.” Auntie took a sip of her fragrant tea and said slowly, “In the Southern State, strength is paramount, and the strong never ask about their future. In the Central State, there is an inviolable law personally promulgated by the Emperor of No Life, where humans and demons coexist.”

"Among the five states, the southern and central states are quite special. That girl lives in the eastern state, where there is constant friction between humans and demons. Naturally, she is not very satisfied with seeing a leisurely fox like you. She doesn't even know how to cut you properly."

“Daily life in the Eastern State was to kill any demons that bared their teeth, or get killed and run back to get reinforcements. Everyone would grab their knives and chase after the demons they had encountered, hacking them to death with their knives.”

"Indeed, it's quite difficult to make a knife to someone as refined and smiling as Young Master Su."

Feng Shiqi nodded in agreement, completely agreeing with her aunt's words. Even a rough person like her couldn't help but become coy and affected after meeting Young Master Su, and was too embarrassed to be loud and boisterous in front of Su Yan.

Is life really that miserable?

Looking at the window where Jin Lin left, Su Yan had a look of sudden realization on his face. He finally understood why Jin Lin was so strong and could maintain an undefeated record from Xia Yu City to the Imperial City. What was a high-pressure and tense imperial martial arts competition for other cultivators was probably just a part of Jin Lin's daily life.

"Luckily, I was born into a good family!"

Su Yan shook his head, hardly daring to imagine what it would be like if he were born in the Eastern State. He would probably fight his way from one end of the street to the other for a few cultivation resources, and then be ambushed by some old monsters and start a life of wandering in the cultivation world.

How could I ever live such a comfortable life, with everything done for me, and even having wives to massage me?

"By the way, Auntie, before I went into seclusion, I seemed to hear a mournful dragon's roar from inside the imperial city. What happened to that black dragon?"

A friend in the group has a new book; could you please help promote it?

He's really unlucky. His book card is always under review, and his chapters keep getting reviewed. He posts a chapter, and the next thing he does, the reviewer jumps up and kicks him in the face, then starts yelling at him.

It's really miserable.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 143 People's joys and sorrows are not the same

"The mournful dragon roar in the imperial city? It's just a revenge incident within the dragon clan. A rebellious dragon took advantage of the weakened defenses of the imperial city during the imperial martial arts exercise to infiltrate and violently attack its own kind, injuring the black dragon."

My aunt spoke with a strange expression. It was obvious who the so-called "reverse dragon" was. The incident of Ao Renlin suddenly appearing in Xia Yu City and beating up his fellow black dragon had caused quite a stir. If the Grand Tutor hadn't rushed to support the visiting black dragon, the old dragon would have been in much worse shape than just staying at the Imperial Medical Bureau.

Although her aunt didn't know the intricacies of the situation, she was certain of one thing: the lecherous insect had come here to check on Su Yan's condition; otherwise, Ao Renlin would have had no reason to be here.

"Reverse Dragon"

Upon hearing this, Su Yan's eyes widened, and she wanted to speak, but seeing the guests at the tea tables around her, she silently swallowed all the words she wanted to say.

In the last few hundred years, wasn't the most famous rebellious dragon the dragon clan had none other than their own father? How could he have come to Xia Yu? And so bravely as to storm into the imperial city and beat another black dragon to the ground?

"I guess it's some kind of internal conflict. Anyway, those things are none of our business."

The aunt glanced at Su Yan before slowly setting the tone for the Black Dragon fight, telling Su Yan to shut his mouth obediently.

Although the Great Lustful Insect is quite powerful and can move freely in and out of the dragon race's pursuit, that is only because the Four Seas Dragon Kings do not personally take action, and also because he has spent more time in the universe than in the primordial continent.

The universe and starry sky are the graveyard of cultivators, and also the paradise of the most wanted criminals in the cultivation world.

The environment of the universe is so harsh that only Nascent Soul stage cultivators can barely survive there. Auntie absolutely refuses to relinquish custody. No matter how much Su Yan pleads or how much Ao Renlin tries to persuade her, Auntie will use a broom to teach the father and son a lesson about what it means to ask for trouble.

Without Su Qing's permission, Ao Renlin would have taken Su Yan away from Xia Yu City without even thinking about it.

Why would I rather suffer hardships with you than enjoy good fortune?

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Imperial City, Hall of Music and Drama.

The talented women of the Imperial Music Bureau were performing, their different instruments producing a variety of melodies that blended into a wonderful show. Below the stage, guests were drinking in droves. Heilong, who should have been staying at the Imperial Medical Bureau, raised his glass with a joyful expression and said, "Come on! Let's have another round!"

"Lord Yunwu is amazing!"

Two female demons sat beside the black dragon, pouring him wine with charming smiles. The fellow Daoists and officials around them, who were already slightly tipsy, also raised their cups with laughter and said, "True Lord Cloud Mist, are you drunk? You lost the drinking game and were punished with three bowls. How come you can't even finish one bowl?"

"What are you talking about? This cup is a toast from me, and I haven't even used my full strength yet!" The black dragon chuckled, picked up the wine jar, and drank it all in one gulp. "I've been here! If you really can't drink anymore, just say so. Come to the front hall and sit at the table with my daughter for some spiritual vegetable juice!"

"By the way, does your Xia Yu have any talented young men you could introduce to my daughter? My daughter is rather introverted and doesn't make friends easily. My wife repeatedly told me to find some friends for her before she left."

"Uh"

The demon cultivators and officials glanced instinctively at the front hall, then at the back of the black dragon's daughter, and a black line appeared on their faces: "."

There, an official, drunk, ran to the front hall and leaned against a pillar to vomit. Beside him, Little Dragon Girl, sitting astride a long bench with her cheek resting on the backrest, glanced listlessly at the official, then flicked her tail, sweeping him off the steps. She said:

"Too noisy, their alcohol tolerance is worse than a slug's."

Xiaolongnu was not simply listless and always had a sullen face; just by looking at her back, one could sense an extremely yin, dark, and negative aura surrounding her, giving her a rather aloof feeling.

Little Dragon Girl seemed to sense that someone was watching her, and looked back with an unhappy expression on her face.

The fellow Daoists and officials quickly turned their heads, while True Monarch Yunwu scratched his head with a troubled expression: "Would you like to have a drink?"

"Ugh--"

Seeing Yunwu Zhenjun's simple-minded appearance, Xiaolongnu didn't say anything but just sighed deeply. The sigh seemed to contain a thousand words, making Yunwu Zhenjun feel uncomfortable all over: "Then why don't you go for a stroll?"

Xiaolongnu was originally sleeping, but Yunwu Zhenjun felt that sleeping was not a good thing, so he forcibly dragged Xiaolongnu, who was hiding in her dormitory, out to socialize. Otherwise, she would never have appeared at such a lively banquet.

"Row."

With a long face, Xiaolongnu finished speaking, stood up, and casually pushed over the chair she was sitting on. The solid wood chair, weighing over fifty pounds, spun and fell from the front hall to the ground below. However, no sound of a heavy object falling was heard for a long time. Only the groans of the old drunkards could be heard: "He can still drink two jars. At least he has a better alcohol tolerance than the sea slug."

Inside the Hall of Music and Entertainment, the eyes of all the demon and human cultivators, including True Monarch Cloud Mist, twitched.

Instead, Little Dragon Girl chuckled and turned to leave.