Ball Ball Cultivation

Our Mount Everest continent is not far from a battlefield between immortals and demons, and this battlefield is mainly a battle between demons and monsters. In the early stages of the immortal-demon war, the Taiyin Suzaku was completely wiped out. Our ancestors are the descendants of the Wuque and the injured Taiyin Suzaku.

"The Taiyin Suzaku was severely injured on the battlefield and was rescued by the local spirit beast Wuque. Shortly after becoming pregnant, the Taiyin Suzaku died from her injuries. Since the Suzaku was only a spirit beast, how could it safely give birth to an offspring of the Taiyin Suzaku? She tried countless methods, and in the end, she even sacrificed her life and soul before she could lay an egg."

"The beast egg, under the protection of the Wuque tribe, was incubated for thousands of years before hatching, but the Taiyin Suzaku bloodline was never activated. At most, it has mastered some of Taiyin Suzaku's magical powers. The reason why our Wuque tribe has been able to pass on for so many generations and develop into a tribe second only to the Suzaku tribe is because of the dreams of our members before their death."

The Great Elder said solemnly, "The last generation of the clan leader had a dream before his death that our Wuque clan will usher in a powerful master, who will lead the Wuque clan to a powerful future."

Zhu Yan: "Qian Qian's secret sacrificial technique is the record left by your ancestor?"

Elder Jiuyuan sighed, "Yes, that child was also an idiot. We only found out later that she was the most talented descendant in a thousand years, and had even awakened a trace of the Taiyin Suzaku bloodline. We thought she was the powerful master in the dream, but we didn't expect her to sacrifice herself so early, without even a reincarnation."

Zhu Yan's face turned even darker: "Who said there isn't one? Isn't this it?" he emphasized, pointing at Qinqin.

The leader of the Wuque tribe quickly tried to smooth things over: "Yes, this kind of sacrifice is equivalent to reincarnation. Otherwise, how could he inherit Qianqian's bloodline and become a pure-blooded Taiyin Suzaku."

Zhu Yan's expression improved a lot, and he didn't want to listen to their nonsense: "Does your clan have the Taiyin Suzaku cultivation manual? How should Qinqin practice in the future? You know, just passing on the memory is not enough."

The Great Elder knew everything and said, "We have been exploring for tens of thousands of years, and I believe it will be helpful to the young master's cultivation. Do you think we should bring him to the clan to raise him?" Zhu Yan's face suddenly darkened a lot, and there was a hint of murderous intent in it.

Zhu Man quickly intervened, "As long as our Divine Beast Clan hasn't awakened its Divine Beast bloodline, we can't be called Divine Beasts, just like our descendants call themselves Fire Thunderbirds, and you call yourself the Black Bird Clan. Now that your clan has recognized Qinqin as its leader, Qinqin is indeed a descendant of our Suzaku Clan. Why not, like in ancient times, rejoin the Suzaku Clan, but you can only be considered a branch?" Everyone looked at the Great Elder and Elder Jiuyuan. He was quietly swallowing up their Black Bird Clan.

Chief Wuque asked, "How do we merge?"

Zhu Man: "You are still you. You are usually under the control of Qinqin. Qinqin still belongs to our Suzaku clan. Besides, this is the truth. How much resources can your clan provide for Qinqin to stimulate her bloodline? It is not us who will collect them. I am only saying this to give you an opportunity to take care of our future master in an open and aboveboard manner. If you don't want to, forget it."

Elder Jiuyuan said: "We are originally under the command of the young master. As for our merger, we will obey the master. Now we will also use the strength of the entire clan to protect the young master as he grows up. Although our Wuque clan is quite powerful, it is somewhat inferior to the Suzaku clan. It is safer for the young master to grow up in the Suzaku clan. However, I will give the young master enlightenment in the future, and Wu Cen will stay here to take care of the young master at any time."

Zhu Yan had no objection. Looking at his son nestled in his arms, he suddenly felt distressed. Everyone was vying for his sister, but this boy only knew how to sleep in his arms. Since he was so close to him, he should pay more attention to him.

Qiuqiu stayed in the Suzaku base camp to help take care of the child, and Qingheng ran back and forth, going back to the tribe to see the child and coming to see his wife. Three months later, Qiqi woke up and turned into a fair and tender baby.

When Qinqin saw that her familiar brother had changed, she burst into tears and turned into a baby. This made Zhu Man and Wu Cen very anxious. They didn't know how to take care of a baby, so they let Qiuqiu take over naturally.

Qingheng went to find some animal milk, and for three consecutive days, Qiuqiu was the main person responsible for taking care of the child.

Qingheng was gloating and proudly teaching Zhu Yan how to feed and change diapers. He seemed quite happy.

Wu Cen found some free time to say goodbye to Qiuqiu, saying that he had something important to deal with. Half a month later, he brought back a sapling.

Qiuqiu: "Is this a camphor tree sapling? Is this the tree that saved your life?" This is the unlucky tree demon who was repaid with ingratitude. Now only a small sapling as thick as a thumb is left. It's so miserable.

Wu Cen: "I used that drop of resurrection liquid to reawaken its vitality, and used my innate magical power to draw all the remaining magic power of the dead tree into the new sapling. I saw a brief foreshadowing that its future owner would be you, so I brought it back. You accept it."

Qiuqiu couldn't help but admire these ancient demon tribes passed down from ancient times. They could stimulate and display any innate magical powers without any training, and they had even had dreams before their death.

Wu Cen wasn't just unleashing magical powers; Qiuqiu could imagine she must have burned a significant amount of her own vitality to do so. Hence the fleeting warning that her own dimension was in danger of being exposed. Qiuqiu accepted the camphor sapling and entrusted her with the task of caring for the child.

After several days of careful consideration, Qiuqiu decided to tell Qingheng about the matter of the space. She believed in Henggu, and there was no possibility that Henggu's clone would betray her.

After notifying Huahua, at night, after both babies fell asleep, Qiuqiu called Qingheng to their separate cave. Qiuqiu first activated the sixth-level isolation array and said, "Put down a restriction so that even the experts from Wuque and Zhuque can't detect what's going on inside."

Qing Heng did as he was told. Qiuqiu said, "Relax, I'll take you somewhere."

In the blink of an eye, the two of them came to a space full of medicinal herbs. Qingheng was a little surprised at the richness of the spiritual energy in it. He released his spiritual sense to perceive, but his huge spiritual sense could not cover it completely. However, his spiritual sense would be gently bounced away at some edges.

There were a wide variety of medicinal herbs inside, and they were growing well. He was a little envious when he saw them.

Qing Heng: "This is your mustard seed space, it's not bad." It's more than just good, it's very good. Even the family's ancestral land doesn't have such rich spiritual energy.

Qiuqiu nodded. "Yes, it's my family's inheritance, the Mustard Seed Dimension. The herbs in it were all collected on the Everest Continent. I guess there's something in the original dimension, too. You know, I was stranded here from another continent. When I arrived on this continent, only a few drops of blood and soul remained. It was only because of this dimension that I was able to safely drift here in the void."