Chapter 127: Regret
Vermilion Bird began to recall the beautiful things in her life.
She wanted to use that beauty to resist the bitterness of existence.
She had been raised by the demon race from a young age. The one who raised her was a white stork. The white stork had been kind to her, fed her, taught her cultivation.
It was the white stork who taught her that all things in this world possessed both good and evil.
Back then, what she looked forward to most every day was what tasty food Mother Stork would bring home for her.
Later—
A look of confusion suddenly appeared in Vermilion Bird’s eyes.
Later on, in all her memories of happiness... one person kept showing up.
“This bird’s got a pretty unique look—might be nice to keep around!”
“Que’er, come, sing with me: ‘I am a little, little bird, I want to fly but I can’t fly high...’”
“Que’er, this divine fire looks like it suits you. Try it—how’s it taste?”
“Hurt my Que’er, and I’ll annihilate your entire sect!”