Vermillion Bird Requiem

Five hundred miles east of Flowing Wind City lies a city called Shuo City.

This city is extremely impoverished. Due to its remote location, Mystic Dao cultivators with high cultivation levels leave to seek development elsewhere, resulting in the city's strength being even weaker than that of Flowing Wind City.

However, although Shuo City currently has houses and city walls standing, it is a deserted ghost town. Only one figure is moving through Shuo City.

Xiao Ling'er looked around, only sensing the faint Mystic Energy left behind by the Mystic Array.

At this moment, she noticed a burned-down house, her eyes revealing a look of shock. She quickly flew to the site of the fire.

Sensing the remaining aura, her fair palm gently stroked the charred area. As if confirming something, a hint of bitterness appeared in her expression: "Vermilion Bird Blaze... Why... Why now of all times? Is this fate?"

"..."

After Xiao Feng returned from the Dragon's Roar Mountain Range, he went straight back to the medical clinic, his eyes filled with melancholy.

Even now, he didn't know why. Even though Qi Qingyun kept trying to start conversations, he somehow didn't want her to see him as he was.

So he said goodbye to Qi Qingyun and left.

Sensing that Xiao Ling'er wasn't at the clinic, Xiao Feng was slightly surprised. In his mind, she was usually home at this time. He was a little worried about her.

Just as he was wondering whether to go out and look for her, Xiao Feng sensed her presence... Xiao Ling'er soon appeared in his sight, but her expression was gloomy at the moment.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Feng asked, frowning. Her expression was completely different from usual. In the past, whenever she was in front of Xiao Feng, her expression was almost never so downcast.

Xiao Ling'er forced a smile and said, "Oh, isn't it just worrying about Feng'er? You weren't home so late, I thought you ran off with some woman."

"No way..." Xiao Feng's thoughts were instantly interrupted, and he defended himself: "I just hadn't seen Qi Qingyun in a long time, so we chatted for a while."

"Oh—are you planning to go to that Mystic Dao Assembly?"

"I'm not going. There's no point in going," Xiao Feng said, pouting.

"What, feeling inferior? Although Qingyun is indeed very outstanding, you don't need to feel inferior," Xiao Ling'er said with a smile, her tone teasing.

"Inferior? Me, inferior! How could I be inferior! What a joke! I just don't want to go! I think it's pointless! That's all!" Xiao Feng's tone suddenly rose.

The word "inferior" clearly touched a nerve deep within Xiao Feng's heart.

Seeing Xiao Feng's appearance, Xiao Ling'er put away her smile and revealed a seriousness that she rarely showed in front of Xiao Feng: "Feng'er, although I don't know what Qingyun's position is in your heart, you are definitely of paramount importance in Qingyun's heart!"

Xiao Feng "..."

"I believe she must have told you about the Mystic Dao Assembly, and she must have also told you that she will be leaving this place after the Mystic Dao Assembly ends."

"She specifically met with you to explain the time of her departure. Don't you really know what she meant by that?"

"And I believe that the main purpose of Qingyun's coming here was definitely to see you and explain the time of her departure. She definitely hopes that you can be with her."

"Could it be that you don't want to go because you feel inferior, afraid that outsiders will think you are not a match, afraid of the strange looks that others might give you?"

"She didn't distance herself from you because you couldn't break through, and even tried to find ways to solve your problem! Qingyun is a very good girl, you should cherish her."

Xiao Ling'er said every word accurately...

"..."

Xiao Feng was stunned and lost in thought after hearing Xiao Ling'er's words...

After a long silence, he murmured in a daze: "I... I really don't want to feel inferior, no, I'm not feeling inferior... I... Every time, whenever the emotion of inferiority appears, I snuff it out... I just feel that I'm not worthy of her, she... She should have a better life, I..."

In front of Xiao Ling'er, his Soul Sea never set up defenses...

And she would never use such a "questioning" tone towards Xiao Feng because of "emotional matters." The sudden questioning, coupled with his undefended mental "defenses," caused the "shackles" that suppressed Xiao Feng's Soul Sea to shatter directly under the impact of her words...

At this moment, Xiao Feng suddenly felt a softness on his face in his daze, and his nose smelled a milky fragrance.

His head was pressed against the full, snowy fat by Xiao Ling'er's hands. Xiao Ling'er looked at his expression, her heart filled with heartache: "Feng'er, listen to me, really... What I said before wasn't just comforting words. You must be a Hidden Dragon in the Abyss, a True God who will soar to the Nine Heavens. There is no woman you are not worthy of, only women who are not worthy of you..."

Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with tears, but he stubbornly didn't let them fall.

"Heaven will surely temper the will of those who are entrusted with great responsibilities... All the grievances, unwillingness, and pain... Will definitely... Will definitely be rewarded, definitely."

I... I...

The Soul Sea, broken by the defenses, and the recognition under the mutual understanding of hearts, caused the grievances hidden in Xiao Feng's heart to erupt at this moment.

"Wah... Wuu wuu... Wah wuu wuu..."

The hot tears filled his eyes, and under the constantly increasing teardrops, the first teardrop fell uncontrollably. Immediately following was uncontrollable sobbing and crying, and unstoppable tears, soaking Xiao Ling'er's chest...

Today, Xiao Feng shed his first tears since coming to this world, and the sobbing sound that he had never made at birth...

Inside Xiao Feng's bedroom

Xiao Feng lay on the bed with his face buried in the pillow.

Xiao Ling'er had gone to change her clothes. Thinking of how he had cried so much just now, Xiao Feng was extremely embarrassed. After his emotions calmed down, he didn't know how to lift his head...

In the end, Xiao Ling'er opened her mouth and said that she wanted to change her clothes, pushing Xiao Feng away.

Xiao Ling'er, who had changed back into a white dress, walked in. She didn't mention what had just happened, but instead asked about the past: "Did you refine the Source Blood I gave you before?"

Xiao Feng nodded, "I refined it long ago."

The full ten drops of Source Blood were given to Xiao Feng when he was eight years old. At that time, Xiao Feng only took ten days to completely refine the Source Blood. Although Xiao Ling'er didn't tell him whose Source Blood it was when she gave it to him, he had a faint guess in his heart.

Now that the old matter was brought up again, Xiao Feng was slightly surprised.

He figured that it was because he couldn't break through to the God Tribulation Realm that she had him refine the Source Blood back then. But since there were no effects after refining it, Xiao Ling'er didn't mention it again, and he didn't ask about it either...

"Good, perhaps you already know whose Source Blood this is?" Xiao Ling'er nodded slightly.

Was it the Vermilion Bird? Xiao Feng asked uncertainly.

"That's right," she nodded slowly, confirming, "It is indeed the Vermilion Bird!"

Xiao Feng's soul shook violently. Even though his Mystic Fire and his control over Mystic Fire had increased explosively after merging with the Source Blood, and he had already had a guess because of this, he still felt unreal when he heard Xiao Ling'er's personal confirmation. That was the Vermilion Bird's Source Blood!

The three supreme fire types are: Vermilion Bird, Phoenix, and Golden Crow. And the three of them also correspond to the supreme flames: Vermilion Bird Blaze, Phoenix Blaze, and Golden Crow Blaze.

Among them, Golden Crow Blaze represents incineration, Phoenix Blaze represents purification, and Vermilion Bird Blaze represents holiness!

And the flame borne by the Vermilion Bird is the Vermilion Bird Blaze, which represents the power of holiness!

"Later, I will pass on to you the Vermilion Bird Requiem. This is a divine Mystic Art practiced by the Vermilion Bird clan." Speaking of this, Xiao Ling'er was slightly lost in thought.

"Okay..." Xiao Feng paused slightly, "Also, I want to know about my parents..."

"I understand..." Xiao Ling'er interrupted Xiao Feng before he could finish speaking.

"I can tell you now that you are from the Wind Cloud Empire. As for the origin of this Mystic Art and your background, I can't fully tell you now. Wait a little longer, okay... After this year passes, I will tell you everything you want to know..." Xiao Ling'er said softly.

"Okay... No matter what the reason, I will bear it with you..." Xiao Feng didn't ask further, but said softly.

"Mm," Xiao Ling'er revealed a smile. She slowly raised her index finger: "Release the defenses of your Soul Sea..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng instantly released the defenses of his Soul Sea. As her index finger touched his forehead, the general formula and Mystic Energy meridians of the Vermilion Bird Requiem entered Xiao Feng's Soul Sea.

"How do you feel?" She lowered her finger and asked with a smile.

Xiao Feng opened his eyes and was stunned for a long time. Only after hearing Xiao Ling'er's response did he slowly open his mouth and say, "So familiar... These... Why are these Mystic Energy meridians so familiar? It's as if..."

"Your guess is not wrong." Xiao Ling'er put her hands behind her back and said slowly, "The Mystic Energy meridians and circulation method of this Vermilion Bird Requiem have already been tried countless times during the acupuncture treatments over the years."

"So that's how it is..." Xiao Feng understood in his heart. No wonder why several times during acupuncture, Xiao Ling'er's required Mystic Energy trajectory and the power to be channeled to each acupoint were so strange and difficult to understand.

He used to think that those unorthodox books were misleading people, but he didn't want to go against Xiao Ling'er's concern for him, so he never asked about it. So this was the reason.

She smiled, "Now that you have already fused with the Vermilion Bird Source Blood ten years ago, and have been practicing constantly for ten years, you already know the Mystic acupoints and meridians that the Vermilion Bird Requiem needs to pass through when it is cast. In the next few days, I need you to fully cultivate the Vermilion Bird Requiem. With your talent, I think it won't be long before you can cultivate the perfect Vermilion Bird Requiem!"

So she had already prepared everything... A warm current flowed through Xiao Feng's heart.

But Xiao Feng's surprise was only momentary, and he quickly reacted. Xiao Ling'er was very strange today...

He hadn't paid attention to it before, but why did she suddenly pass the Vermilion Bird Requiem to him today? Did she have unspeakable difficulties?

Ling'er-jie, you... Xiao Feng weighed his words, thinking about how to ask.

"Hehe, Feng'er, have you forgotten what you just promised me? You can't ask..."

"Okay, okay..." Xiao Feng agreed helplessly.

"Then are you going to the Mystic Dao Assembly in a few days?"

"Of course! Qingyun will be leaving soon, and I should accompany her more out of courtesy!" Xiao Feng said proudly, his eyes seeming to have Vermilion Bird Flames burning, bright and dazzling