Familiar Blood

In the backyard, under the plum tree.

Ma Feifei moved his small stool and sat down facing Li Shu, his feet together. He spread out the Tao Te Ching on it, opened it, and prepared to begin to comprehend the Tao Te Ching.

To be honest, although the Tao Te Ching is very famous and, in Ma Feifei's world, is the most translated cultural classic besides the Bible, Ma Feifei has never actually read it.

The only thing I remember is from a TV series where a martial arts master would suddenly use a move like "The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name" during a fight. At that time, Ma Feifei was young, and when he heard this phrase, he felt a sense of awe and wonder.

It wasn't until I grew up that I realized that these weren't martial arts moves at all; they were just random things written by the screenwriters.

Of course, Ma Feifei couldn't remember the name of that TV series either, otherwise he could have become a keyboard warrior and vented his anger online.

Aside from its famous first sentence, the most notable line is "Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs." This phrase has been quoted in many novels, demonstrating the profound influence of the * Tao Te Ching *.

However, it's still very difficult to fully comprehend a book like this that contains all sorts of profound truths. At least that's how it is for Ma Feifei; he couldn't understand the very first sentence, "The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao."

"It's so uncomfortable..." Ma Feifei was reading the first chapter of the Tao Te Ching when he felt dizzy. He felt like he was back in his student days, when he would get sleepy whenever the teacher asked him to read.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, Yun Qingyang came out of the house and went to pick Plum Blossom under the plum tree. Seeing Ma Feifei's worried face, she couldn't help but ask.

"Stop eating, you're going to eat all the buds on top again." Ma Feifei looked at the Plum Blossom blossoms that were almost all picked and said helplessly. Ever since the plum tree appeared, Yun Qingyang had started eating Plum Blossom as if they were Spirit Crystal, doing it all day long without stopping, and she had picked all the Plum Blossom on the tree by herself.

"Didn't you say I could eat whatever I wanted?" Yun Qingyang asked doubtfully. It was Ma Feifei who told her she could eat as much as she wanted, and that eating it would make the Plum Blossom grow back.

"But you can't eat it like a meal. Eating too much of these flowers is bad for your health," Ma Feifei explained. Although Plum Blossom are edible, it's definitely not okay to eat them as a snack like Yun Qingyang did, especially raw. It can easily affect the spleen and stomach, cause pollen allergies, and lead to poisoning, among other things.

Of course, for a powerful figure like Yun Qingyang, who is at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Saint, a little pollen poisoning would have no effect on her.

"But I don't feel unwell at all! On the contrary, I feel that the Spiritual Power in my body has become purer and stronger." Yun Qingyang ate another flower bud and looked down at her body.

"It has this effect too?" Ma Feifei asked curiously, waving to Yun Qingyang, "Come here, let me see."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyang walked to Ma Feifei's side, Ma Feifei raised her hand to touch Yun Qingyang's stomach.

"Smack~"

"What are you doing?" Yun Qingyang slapped Ma Feifei's hand away. Although she didn't know what was wrong with it, a voice inside her told her that she shouldn't let anyone touch her like that.

"I'll help you with your medical treatment, stop fooling around." Ma Feifei remained calm, extending her hand again and speaking seriously.

"Oh..." Seeing Ma Feifei's serious expression, Yun Qingyang thought for a moment and then let Ma Feifei's hand touch her stomach. Poor Yun Qingyang, although she had lived for tens of thousands of years, she had always lived under Ten-Thousand-Zhang Ice Cavern. After coming out, she directly encountered Ma Feifei. She was so naive that she really thought Ma Feifei was treating her.

"Tsk tsk." Ma Feifei placed his hand on Yun Qingyang's stomach. He could feel the temperature inside Yun Qingyang's stomach through her clothes, and there was a coolness mixed in with the temperature.

'Is this the legendary extreme of ice and fire?' Ma Feifei's mind started to wander...

"Are you done yet?" Yun Qingyang looked at Ma Feifei blankly. Wasn't this supposed to be a medical consultation? Why did his expression suddenly turn so lewd?

If Yun Qingyang didn't have Gongsun Qiong's eyes that could see through everything in the world, Ma Feifei might have been beaten up by the Frost Giant Dragon again.

"Almost there, almost there, just a little longer," Ma Feifei replied instinctively. Realizing something was amiss, she quickly added seriously, "We'll be able to find out if there's a problem soon."

"Huh?" Ma Feifei frowned suddenly as he touched Yun Qingyang's belly, looking at it with suspicion in his eyes.

Just a moment ago, Ma Feifei seemed to feel a very familiar aura pass through Yun Qingyang's palm, but because it was too fast, Ma Feifei couldn't immediately sense what that aura was.

"Don't move, I'm taking a look." Ma Feifei was really serious this time. She turned her head slightly closer to Yun Qingyang's lower abdomen, placed her hand on Yun Qingyang's stomach, pricked up her ears, closed her eyes, and carefully felt it.

'Buzz~'

A slight tremor ran through Ma Feifei's palm once again, and that sensation flowed through his hand.

"It feels so familiar..." Ma Feifei murmured to himself. This aura was too familiar, but Ma Feifei couldn't remember what it was.

Most importantly, why is there such a familiar aura emanating from Yun Qingyang's Ma Feifei? They were complete strangers a year ago, not siblings, lovers, father and daughter, and had no blood relation whatsoever... etc...

Suddenly, Ma Feifei seemed to remember something. He took out a small dagger from his spatial ring, grabbed Yun Qingyang's hand, and was about to slash it.

"What are you doing!" Yun Qingyang withdrew her hand with a 'whoosh', her eyes filled with fear. Ma Feifei was going to bleed her dry!

"Quick, let me take a drop of your blood so I can verify it," Ma Feifei coaxed gently.

"No." Yun Qingyang shook her head violently. Bloodletting was an extremely terrifying thing for a dragon, and even though Ma Feifei was her closest person, she wouldn't allow it.

"Smack!"

Ma Feifei tossed out a spatial bag and said, "One million Spirit Crystal for a drop of your blood."

"Then... only one drop." Upon seeing the Spirit Crystal, Yun Qingyang instantly changed his mind. He grabbed the spatial bag with his right hand, extended a finger with his left hand, and said tremblingly.

Ma Feifei nodded. He didn't intend to use Yun Qingyang's blood for anything else; he just wanted to collect evidence. He grabbed Yun Qingyang's finger and was about to cut it off when he stopped. He then used his Power of Faith to perform a telekinetic act, and a bowl flew out of the kitchen and landed on the ground.

Ma Feifei grabbed Yun Qingyang's finger, aimed it at the porcelain bowl, and gently cut Yun Qingyang's hand.

"Holy crap!" Ma Feifei looked at Yun Qingyang's index finger speechlessly.

The skin wasn't even broken...

No wonder Yun Qingyang is so shameless. Ma Feifei curled his lip, then infused some of his Power of Faith into the cut again.

A small cut appeared, followed by bright red blood overflowing. Ma Feifei gently squeezed Yun Qingyang's finger downwards, and a drop of blood fell into the porcelain bowl.

Yun Qingyang instantly withdrew his hand and began to heal his wound by channeling his Spiritual Power, while Ma Feifei squatted down and began to study the drop of blood inside the porcelain bowl.

Ma Feifei had seen Yun Qingyang's blood when they first met. It was crimson with a hint of gold, because Yun Qingyang was a dragon, which made her blood slightly different from human blood.

However, the blood in the porcelain bowl was somewhat different from the drop of blood Ma Feifei had seen when he first met Yun Qingyang. This time, gold and crimson each occupied half, giving it a Taiji Diagram feel.

"The key question is, why does it feel familiar to me?" Ma Feifei frowned as he looked at the drop of blood in the porcelain bowl. This drop of blood gave him a sense of familiarity, exactly the same feeling he had in Yun Qingyang's stomach earlier.

"Blood?" Ma Feifei once again retrieved a porcelain bowl from a distance, took out a dagger, and cut his index finger.