"Mother, how are you still alive?"
Feng Yu turned around and saw that his mother, Huang Yi, was still among the living. He was immediately astonished, then came to his senses and changed his words. "What I mean is, Mother, you're actually still alive! That's wonderful."
Huang Yi rolled her eyes. Her child was decent enough—he had talent when it came to talent and comprehension when it came to comprehension. Aside from having a mouth on him, he was not much of a schemer. His weaknesses were practically impossible to find.
She had only herself to blame. She had given birth to him in her old age and spoiled him too much, raising that egg into the bird he was today.
Huang Yi's bloodline and strength were passable, and her Lifespan was nearly four thousand years. Born into the royal family, she had been a famous prodigy since childhood.
Although her talent was extraordinary, advancing her bloodline had been exceedingly difficult. Unable to glimpse the Phoenix Clan's inheritance, the Art of Yin Yang Transformation, she had married the former Left General to preserve the royal bloodline and given birth to Feng Yu's egg.
The former Left General had watched Huang Yi grow up. In other words, he had raised her.
Now that the bird was gone, the widowed mother and orphan guarded their huge estate. Life was truly difficult.
"Mother, why aren't you saying anything? Why are you still alive?"
Feng Yu's face lit up with joy as he explained, "I remember that when you used the secret method, you said it was extremely dangerous, and that the slightest carelessness could exhaust your Lifespan. When I woke from seclusion and found you weren't beside me, I really thought you had died!"
Enough, enough. Stop explaining. If you keep going, you