Xuan Qianyu: This Little Brother Is Rather Interesting

With that thought, Xuan Qianyu looked at Little Rascal and said, "Everyone has parents. Do you want to find yours? If you do, give Big Sis a drop of blood, and I'll help you find them."

Upon hearing this, Little Rascal thought for a moment, then nodded. "I do." As he spoke, he held out his finger toward Xuan Qianyu.

Xuan Qianyu gave a mischievous chuckle and tapped out with one finger, squeezing a drop of Little Rascal's blood free. She raised her hand and tapped it again, sending the drop flying away. Then she chuckled. "Don't worry. After a while, your parents should come back to see you."

With that, Xuan Qianyu followed the drop of blood as it flew away. Before long, she found a fairly handsome middle-aged man holding a long spear. At that moment, he was brimming with killing intent, seriously practicing his battle arts so that he could avenge his eldest son in the future.

At that moment, Xuan Qianyu drifted down before him and said, "You're Little Rascal's heartless father, right? He was injured so badly, yet you still abandoned him."

The middle-aged man looked despondent. "You've seen Hao'er? He... ε=(′ο｀*))) Sigh, I'm useless as a father. There's a Spirit Offering in Stone Village that can help him recover slowly. As for me? I have no other abilities. I can only cultivate diligently and hope that one day I can avenge him."

Xuan Qianyu chuckled. "Digging out his bone? You actually did something like that, and to such a young child at that. Who in the world committed such a despicable deed? What's so different about Little Rascal's spinal bone?"

The middle-aged man slowly explained, "Hao'er is an Innate Supreme, born with a Supreme Bone and a Supreme Treasure Art. Naturally, he was different