Meng Wan flipped through the ancient book in her hand and asked a few questions from time to time.
"Master Bifang, where does the demon race's bloodline power come from? I've heard that bloodline power is a gift the demon race is born with, but I've never quite understood how it's passed down."
Bifang smiled slightly and spoke freely.
“The power of bloodline is indeed the most core power of the demon race.
Legend has it that in ancient times, when the world was first created and all things were in chaos, the ancestors of the demon race were born from the world, and their blood contained the purest power of the world.
This power was passed down from generation to generation, gradually differentiating into different bloodline branches, forming the major demon clans of today."
Meng Wan pondered, "In other words, the power of bloodline is actually the embodiment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"
"That's understandable, but bloodline power isn't static. As the demon race multiplies and cultivates, bloodline power will mutate or evolve.
Some demons can even cultivate and stimulate the potential in their bloodlines, gaining even greater power."
A hint of interest flashed in Meng Wan's eyes. "Is it possible that the power of the bloodline could be weakened or disappear?"
Bifang pondered for a moment and nodded, "It is indeed possible. If the power of bloodline is not stimulated for a long time, or is suppressed by external forces, it will gradually weaken.
Even some demons, due to their thin bloodlines, eventually became ordinary creatures and could no longer awaken the power of their bloodlines."
Meng Wan lowered her head in thought, her fingers gently stroking the edge of the page.
"Then is there any way to make the power of bloodline stronger?"
"Of course."
Bifang said without hesitation, "In addition to cultivation, you can also stimulate the hidden power through methods such as 'bloodline awakening', 'bloodline fusion', and 'bloodline devouring'."
"Blood devouring?"
Meng Wan repeated in a low voice, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes, "I've only heard of bloodline awakening and bloodline fusion, but I don't know what this bloodline devouring means."
"The blood devouring method is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, it will backfire on you."
When talking about these secret blood techniques, Bifang's expression became much more cautious.
Meng Wan's eyes inadvertently swept across the bookshelf and suddenly stopped on an ancient book.
The cover of the book clearly had the words "Origin of the Demonic Vein" written on it, but the pages were shrouded in a faint forbidden light, and it was obvious that it could not be flipped through at will.
She pointed at the book with feigned curiosity, her tone a bit naive.
"Master Bifang, that book, 'The Origin of Demonic Veins,' seems quite interesting. Could you please lend it to me?"
Bifang followed her gaze and when he saw the book, his expression changed slightly. Then he shook his head with a hint of apology in his tone.
"Little Princess, that book is restricted, and even I cannot read it. However, I can give you a brief explanation of the matter of blood devouring."
Meng Wan blinked, feeling a little disappointed.
"I see... Then, Master Bifang, could you please explain to me what exactly is going on with blood devouring?"
Bifang nodded, his tone cautious, "Blood Devouring, as the name suggests, is to strengthen one's own blood by devouring the blood power of other demons.
This method is extremely domineering, but also extremely dangerous. Ordinary demons find it difficult to withstand the backlash brought about by blood swallowing.
He paused and continued, "Once you suffer the backlash, at the very least, your blood vessels will clash, causing your power to become disordered and your cultivation to suffer a great loss; at the worst, your blood vessels will rupture and you will die.
Therefore, the art of blood devouring is considered taboo among the demon race. Apart from the celestial demon race and a very small number of gifted individuals, few demons dare to try it."
Meng Wan listened attentively. It seemed that the extra Vermillion Bird blood in her body was swallowed by her by accident.
"Has any demon ever successfully devoured a bloodline?"
Bifang nodded, a hint of awe in his tone.
“Yes, like the Sky Demon Clan, they are born with the ability to devour the bloodlines of all races. They can switch between different bloodline powers at will, and even use the power of their bloodlines to break through their own limits.
However, celestial demons are extremely rare. They are born from nature and raised by the earth, and are created from the demonic essence of heaven and earth. It may not be possible to give birth to one in thousands of years.
But every celestial demon is a well-deserved strongman."
Is it born and raised naturally?
I wonder how many people like her have been able to transform from a human into a demon in the history of the demon race?
Meng Wan came back to her senses and sincerely thanked Bifang, "I have benefited a lot today. Thank you for your guidance, Master Bifang."
Bifang smiled slightly, not taking credit for it. "You're welcome, little princess. It's my honor to discuss the demon race's original power with you."
"Mr. Bifang's knowledge is truly admirable. However, I'm a little tired, so let's stop here for today."
Bifang nodded and said gently, "If you are tired, little princess, I will take you back to rest."
The two of them went downstairs, and Qingyu, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried to meet them.
Qingyu was about to speak when suddenly, a guard walked quickly into the Wanjing Pavilion from outside, walked to Qingyu in a hurry, and whispered a few words to him.
Qingyu's expression changed slightly, his brows furrowed, obviously there was an urgent matter that needed to be dealt with.
He turned his head and looked at Meng Wan, with a hint of apology in his tone.
"Ms. Meng Wan, I'm so sorry, I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I'm afraid I can't take you back."
Meng Wan was very understanding. "That's fine. Master Qingyu, go and do whatever you want. Don't worry about me."
Qingyu nodded, with a hint of reluctance in his tone, "Then Miss Meng Wan, be careful on your journey. I will visit you again another day."
After saying this, he hurriedly followed the guards out of Wanjing Pavilion, and his back figure quickly disappeared outside the door.
Bifang stood aside, watching Qingyu leave, a faint smile flashing in his eyes.
He turned to look at Meng Wan, "Little Princess, since Commander Qingyu is busy, why don't I take you back?"
Meng Wan glanced at him and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, Master Bifang."
The two walked out of Wanjing Pavilion side by side, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on them, lengthening their shadows.
As Bifang walked, he casually said, "Little Princess, there are some things I want to tell you, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."
Meng Wan turned her head and looked at Bifang, saying calmly, "Mr. Bifang, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."
Bifang smiled slightly and said with a hint of advice, "The little princess is of noble status. She is the little princess of the Suzaku clan and her bloodline is pure and noble.
As for Commander Qingyu... although he has outstanding abilities, he is ultimately of humble origin and has a thin bloodline.
If you get too close to him, you might attract unnecessary criticism."
Meng Wan frowned slightly when she heard this, and her tone became noticeably colder. "What do you mean, Master Bifang?"
Bifang quickly waved his hands and looked apologetic.
"Please don't misunderstand, little princess. I mean no harm. It's just... I heard that your biological mother is of lowly blood and not favored. It will be very difficult for you to gain a foothold in the Suzaku clan.
If you continue to get too close to someone like Commander Qingyu, it might affect your status within the clan."
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