Recap of Previous Events

"It was her! The Profound Scale Fruit was stolen—this half-demon definitely did it!"

"Neither human nor demon, a lowborn mongrel by nature!"

Many of those pursuing her were no weaker than she was, some even a notch stronger. If Mo Ling had not ignited the Kirin bloodline within her body to bolster her endurance and explosive power, she would have been caught up to and killed half a shichen ago!

The girl felt despair. She stubbornly bit her lip, and demon blood, scalding like boiling water, spilled from the corner of her mouth, raising white steam. For more than twenty years of her half-demon life, this was how it had always been in human territory.

Hated, misunderstood, looked down upon... and now she was even being framed, nearly losing her life here!

She had merely passed through that city. She did not know anything about the Profound Scale Fruit, yet those people simply would not believe her! They insisted on forcing this black pot onto her head!

After fleeing for thousands of li without pause, the mystic power within her body was nearly exhausted. Even the power of her Kirin bloodline was about to run dry, and sorrow showed in her eyes.

"Maybe... my birth itself was a mistake."

Heartache, grievance, misery, despair.

At this final moment of her life, negative emotions surged into her heart one after another. Mo Ling was so distressed that she wanted to cry.

Using what little mystic power she had left, she evaporated the moisture at the corners of her eyes. A final trace of strength—or rather, stubbornness—appeared in her gaze.

"I don't want to die. I want to live!"

"Those who look down on me, those who think I'm some lowly half-demon... one day, I'll surpass them. I'll surpass every last one of