Mengmeng’s voice stopped abruptly, and she tucked her neck in, no longer speaking, silently chanting in her heart, "A good baby doesn’t fight with the master! A good baby doesn’t fight with the master!"
"Read the contents above," Mu Qingge spoke again.
Mengmeng quickly opened the scroll and scanned through its contents. After finishing, she looked up and said, "Reporting to master, Mengmeng has finished reading."
"How is it?" Mu Qingge asked.
Mengmeng furrowed her brow, and said seriously, "Hmm, Mengmeng thinks the person who wrote this must be a narcissistic pervert! And definitely very sharp-tongued, not even sparing the abnormal fire."
Mu Qingge’s face darkened, grinding her teeth, "Who asked you about that?"
"Then what does the master want to know?" Mengmeng blinked innocently.
"Abnormal fire!" Mu Qingge almost squeezed out these two words from between her teeth.
"Ah! Abnormal fire." Mengmeng seemed to understand just then. Feeling the suppressed anger from Mu Qingge, she hurriedly said, "Hmm, although the abnormal fires listed here aren’t that advanced, they’re still enough for you, master."
"What do you mean?" Mu Qingge was startled, sensing another layer of meaning in Mengmeng’s words.
Mengmeng popped an elixir into her mouth, crunching it, her speech unclear, "Mengmeng kind of can’t quite remember, but she has the impression that the really powerful abnormal fires aren’t these. But, master, you only need them for activating bloodline power; these are enough."
Mu Qingge frowned and pressed her lips.
The old monster had said before that there’s a much vaster world on this continent. Even the peak Purple Realm in Linchuan is nothing on another continent.
And those formidable beings from outside Linchuan...


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