Meng Wan groaned and her face turned even paler.
A weak smile appeared on her lips. "Don't worry, I'll cooperate."
Elder Xuanming snorted coldly and said no more.
With a wave of his hand, the black chain lifted Meng Wan up, and then she turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the Broken Sand Valley.
Half an hour later, Duansha Valley.
Zhu Yan stood at the entrance of the valley, surrounded by flames, looking into the distance with a cold gaze.
Behind him, several powerful members of the Suzaku clan were hiding in the dark, ready to take action at any time.
"Xuan Ming old thief, you are finally here."
Zhu Yan spoke in a cold voice, his eyes sweeping over Meng Wan behind Elder Xuanming, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
Elder Xuanming landed at the entrance of the valley and sneered.
"Zhu Yan, I've brought the person here, but where's the stuff?"
"Daddy, save me!"
Meng Wan was bound by black chains, her face pale, and she looked at Zhu Yan pitifully.
Zhu Yan's gaze lingered on Meng Wan for a moment, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He walked forward slowly, his tone indifferent.
"Xuan Ming, you old thief, you said she was the little princess of my Suzaku clan, but how do I know you didn't just grab someone to fool me?
Let me inspect the goods first and confirm her identity, then we can discuss terms."
Hearing this, Elder Xuanming's eyes flashed with sarcasm and he sneered.
"Zhu Yan, you don't even recognize your own daughter? Or are you, the Suzaku clan, capable of faking even your bloodline?"
Zhu Yan remained unmoved and maintained a cold expression.
"Stop talking nonsense and let me check. If she is truly from my Suzaku clan, I will naturally agree to your terms."
Elder Xuanming snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.
"As you wish. But I advise you to hurry up. I don't have the patience to waste time with you."
Zhu Yan no longer paid attention to Elder Xuanming and walked straight to Meng Wan.
He raised his hand and a blazing flame surged out from his palm, transforming into a fine thread of flame that slowly penetrated into Meng Wan's body.
Meng Wan felt Zhu Yan's flame power flowing through her body, and a hint of sneer flashed in her eyes.
Zhu Yan's flame power circulated within Meng Wan's body, but he did not detect any trace of the inheritance of the Twelve Divine Generals.
He retracted the power of fire and looked coldly at Elder Xuanming, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"Xuan Ming, you old thief, are you trying to fool me? She doesn't have Suzaku blood in her body at all, and she's not from my Suzaku clan!"
Upon hearing this, Elder Xuanming’s face darkened.
"Zhu Yan, are you lying? She clearly has the aura of the Suzaku Clan, yet you claim she doesn't have Suzaku bloodline? Are you trying to shirk your responsibility?"
Zhu Yan sneered, his tone cold.
"Old thief Xuanming, how can you forge the bloodline power of my Suzaku clan at will? She doesn't have Suzaku bloodline in her body at all, don't even think about using her to threaten me!"
As soon as Zhu Yan finished speaking, a fiery aura of Suzaku suddenly burst out from Meng Wan's body. The aura was pure and powerful, as if it could burn everything in the world.
Her whole body was wrapped in crimson flames, and the shadow of the Vermillion Bird faintly emerged from the flames, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.
"Daddy, you...you really don't recognize me?"
Meng Wan raised her head, tears glistening in her eyes, and her voice was filled with a hint of grievance and sadness.
Zhu Yan's expression changed, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect that Meng Wan could burst out such pure Suzaku aura. Even he could not deny the authenticity of this bloodline power.
Upon seeing this, Elder Xuanming sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"Zhu Yan, for that little treasure, you even disregarded your own bloodline? This is truly eye-opening!"
Zhu Yan's face was gloomy. Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly saw a line of blood appear on Meng Wan's body.
The blood line was like a thin red line, extending from her heart and pointing directly at Zhu Yan.
"Blood resonance?!"
Zhu Yan's pupils shrank, and a storm surged in his heart.
Bloodline resonance is a phenomenon unique to the Suzaku clan, and this kind of connection only occurs between direct bloodlines.
Now the blood lines on Meng Wan's body are pointing directly at Zhu Yan, undoubtedly announcing to everyone - she is Zhu Yan's bloodline!
When Elder Xuanming saw this, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.
"Zhu Yan, what else do you have to say now? This blood resonance can't be fake, right?"
Zhu Yan's face turned pale, but his heart was in chaos.
He clearly doesn't have a daughter, but the blood resonance with Meng Wan cannot be faked.
What is going on?
While he was thinking, he suddenly felt several powerful auras approaching from all directions.
A moment later, several figures appeared above the Broken Sand Valley. They were the powerful men from the other major demon tribes.
"Hey, isn't this Zhu Yan, the leader of the Suzaku tribe? How come he doesn't even recognize his own daughter?"
An elder of the Qinglong clan spoke first, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"Tsk tsk, Clan Leader Zhu Yan, for a few cultivation resources, he even disregarded his bloodline and family ties. It's truly eye-opening!"
A strong man from the White Tiger Clan sneered, his eyes full of mockery.
"Clan leader Zhu Yan, this is quite unkind of you. The bloodline resonance has already appeared, and you still want to deny it?"
Another elder of the Xuanwu clan also spoke in agreement, with a hint of coercion in his tone.
Zhu Yan's face turned pale and he was burning with anger, but he couldn't refute it.
The blood resonance in Meng Wan's body cannot be faked, and the powerful men from several major demon tribes around him are eyeing him covetously. If he denies it again, it will only make the Suzaku tribe lose face.
Zhu Yan was silent for a moment, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
"Okay, I admit it!"
Zhu Yan gritted his teeth and spoke with a hint of reluctance in his tone, "She is indeed the bloodline of my Suzaku clan, the daughter I left behind."
When Meng Wan heard this, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She raised her head, her voice filled with a hint of grievance.
"Daddy, are you finally willing to acknowledge me?"
Zhu Yan looked at her deeply and said, "My dear daughter, you are the blood of my Suzaku clan and my precious daughter. How could Daddy not want you?"
Elder Xuanming couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw this.
"Zhu Yan, if that's the case, can we continue with our deal?"
Zhu Yan snorted coldly, his tone icy, "Old thief Xuanming, don't get complacent too soon. My Suzaku clan will remember what happened today!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, and a red light flew towards Elder Xuanming.
In the light, there was the Xuanwu clan’s treasure and the quota token for Tianyao Mountain.
Elder Xuanming took the treasure and the token, checked them carefully, and after confirming that they were correct, he refused to return Meng Wan to Zhu Yan.
"Zhu Yan, since you have acknowledged this daughter, how about we make another deal?"
Zhu Yan's face darkened, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
"Xuan Ming, old thief, what do you mean by this? I have already given you the Xuanwu clan's treasure and the Tianyao Mountain quota token. What else do you want to do?"
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