Little Golden Crow's first words after taking human form were not "Daddy."
They were, "So you're not my biological father."
Those words stung Lin Fei a little.
Although he had hatched Little Golden Crow out of some selfish motives, he had still painstakingly raised him for so many years.
He had even risked going beyond the Ninth Heavens to absorb the sun's origin at close range.
He had also taken him traveling throughout the human world, broadening his horizons and nurturing his character.
He had absolutely raised him as his own son.
If Lin Fei had been even slightly more vicious, he could have possessed his body outright, or used a spirit-seizing technique to strip away all of his bloodline talents and turn himself into a pure-blooded Golden Crow.
"It's a good thing that you know who your biological parents are."
"Every human who comes into this world should figure out three things. Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?"
"You've now solved two of those questions at once. You know who you are and where you came from. Next comes the final question: where are you going?"
The little boy Little Golden Crow had transformed into lowered his head slightly, his brows knitting together.
The sight of a three-year-old child frowning in thought was truly rather adorable.
"Who am I, where did I come from, where am I going..."
His experiences had been far too limited since birth, and he had never considered many of these questions.
After surviving the lightning tribulation of transformation, his cultivation had advanced, and he had received more inherited memories from his bloodline.
Part of them contained memories concerning his biological parents.
Bloodline inheritance memories were naturally passed down through the Golden Crow bloodline from generation to generation, layering