At first, she thought that Xiao Yan was in the form of a rabbit, and that the Demon King probably didn't know that he had a son who had been living away from home.
Later, she remembered Feng Lin. He was not a useless demon king; he had been the ruler of the demon realm for nearly a thousand years and was a true ruler of the demon world.
How could one not know their own bloodline?
He probably not only knows, but knows it perfectly well.
Feng Lin's expression momentarily became unnatural; he coughed lightly.
“I want to thank Your Excellency.”
Yu Yan slightly furrowed her brows, remaining noncommittal.
The woman plucked a grape and put it in her mouth; the rich juice burst forth.
"If I'm not mistaken, young friend Shui has a contract with the Venerable One."
Seeing that Yu Yan remained silent, Feng Lin then spoke up.
"I wonder if Yan'er has it?"
"No." Yu Yan glanced at Feng Lin.
Does she seem that greedy?
One green dragon isn't enough, do we also need a phoenix?
To her surprise, the other person's eyes were filled with disappointment after she finished speaking.
Um?
"Yan'er has the purest bloodline among my descendants. Surely you don't look down on her?"
Feng Lin stared at Yu Yan and said quietly.
He could see that Shui Xiaoyou, as a member of the Azure Dragon clan, possessed exceptional bloodline talent.
But his Yan'er is no less impressive.
Moreover, as far as he knew, Yan'er had already reverted to her ancestral bloodline, so if they were to compare them, Shui Xiaoyou was currently slightly inferior.
Yu Yan was a little confused by his question.
It sounds like Feng Lin really wants her to take Xiao Yan as her disciple.
Is this his biological father?
Yu Yan frowned slightly: "What does the Demon King mean?"
Feng Lin sighed.
“I admit that I used the teleportation array to send Yan’er to the Cangmiao Sect.”
The purity of the Phoenix Clan's bloodline is becoming increasingly diluted, and the Phoenix Clan's High Priest has calculated a solution.
For many years, the Phoenix Clan had been proud and arrogant, unwilling to be bound by contracts with human cultivators.
But by refusing to be bound by a contract, they also rejected countless opportunities.
How did they find an opportunity to revive their bloodline while living in a remote corner of the demon realm?
So he gave away the son he had with the Pilin and Chitu clan.
A few days ago, the Phoenix Clan's sacred land bestowed blessings.
Feng Lin immediately realized that there must be progress on Yan'er's side.
When a descendant of the Phoenix Clan awakens or upgrades their bloodline, blessings will descend upon the Holy Land.
The bottleneck that he had been stuck on for centuries was beginning to loosen.
According to the high priest, Yan'er needs to be bound by a contract.
This was also the reason why he chose the Cangmiao Sect at that time.
Yan'er is his son, a descendant of the Demon King, and cannot be taken away by someone so easily.
He has always kept a trace of his divine consciousness on him, which is only triggered when a contract is made. He will examine the talent of the contract master, but it has not been put to use yet.
Yu Yan understood immediately; it was indeed the Demon King who had done it.
To be able to open up an array in the Cangmiao Sect, even if it's an outer sect sect with a slightly weaker barrier, requires absolutely genuine skill.
"If I am not mistaken, the Demon King summoned me here just to discuss this matter? You want me to form a contract with Little Flame?"
Yu Yan leaned back slightly, resting against the back of the chair.
She stroked a strand of her dark hair, her eyes sparkling like stars.
"What if I am unwilling?"
As she spoke, she gazed intently at Feng Lin.
"You may name your terms, Venerable One," Feng Lin said with a smile.
"He is your son."
Yu Yan suppressed her smile, her breathtaking face now bearing a hint of coldness.
The woman's slight frown seemed to exude an oppressive aura, and Feng Lin knew she was angry.
Why was she angry? He offered to give his son to her.
Yu Yan was angry, very angry.
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