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The old Dragon-Cat's eyes were deep, his entire body was wrapped with lightning, his voice was imposing, with one claw he lightly pressed at Flying Wolf King.

With a clatter, the Flying Wolf King was crushed into a mist of blood by a burst of invisible, terrifying energy. A prismatic Demon Crystals was lying in the mist of blood, it had most likely been left behind by the old Dragon-Cat on purpose.

"Thank you, senior!" Although Ling Yun used his strongest life-saving trump card right now, he still respectfully cupped his fists and bowed.

"Thank you, senior!" Ling'er also flew over and bowed respectfully.

The old Dragon-Cat looked at Ling Yun, a look of satisfaction flashed past his eyes, and he nodded his head, "Not bad, in less than half a year, you have reached the Great Circle of Martial Master. Among the geniuses I have seen in the Humans, you are ranked in the top ten."

The reason he was called a genius of the Humans, was because once the genius of the Demon clan awakened his or her bloodline, his or her strength would grow exponentially, not counted as his or her own cultivation.

"Where's my child?" Glancing at the three little fellows in Ling Yun's embrace, the Dragon-Cat frowned slightly and asked.

"Oh, it was breaking through just now." Ling Yun said as he communicated with the violet ring. Only then did he know that Mengmeng had already succeeded in her breakthrough and was consolidating her cultivation which had just broken through.

With a thought, he roused Meng Meng and released her.

"Father!" Mengmeng was already a Demon King of the third step and could speak in human language. The moment she saw the old Dragon-Cat's shadow, her eyes immediately turned red and she said crisply, her voice young and clear.

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, and said: "You're a girl?"

The old Dragon-Cat's shadow shook and almost broke into pieces. It stared with its eyes wide open, "You don't know?"

Ling'er also covered his forehead in embarrassment.

Ling Yun embarrassedly scratched his head, rubbed his nose, laughed bitterly and muttered, "No wonder you like to cry so much, and you're so sticky."

The old Dragon-Cat shook its head speechlessly, and caressed Meng Meng's head, feeling gratified. "Not bad, you have awakened the five-clawed Golden Dragon's bloodline, and are of a much higher grade than father's. The hope for the revival of my clan of Dragon-Cat lies with you."

"Consolidate your cultivation, don't waste your talent!" The old Dragon-Cat said gently, as if she was her father.

"Mhmm!" Meng Meng could not help but nod.

"It's time for me to disperse my Divine Sense!" Looking unwillingly at Mengmeng, the old Dragon-Cat let out a sigh, then looked at Ling Yun. "Little fellow, take good care of my son, I believe that she will help you in the future."

"Father!" Her eyes were red and adorable as she cried out with tears flowing from her eyes.

"Hey, idiot!" With a light sigh, the old Dragon-Cat's figure slowly dissipated. This time, it really did disappear.

"Wu wu, father is no longer here!" Meng Meng jumped onto Ling Yun's shoulder, covering her eyes with her fluffy paws, crying very sorrowfully.

Ling Yun didn't know how to comfort her, and could only caress her soft fur gently.

After a long while, the crying stopped, she looked at the three little guys in Ling Yun's embrace and asked: "These are my brothers?"

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched. Didn't they say that Demon clan with powerful bloodlines had awakened the inherited memories of their ancestors?

Meng Meng jumped into Ling Yun's embrace, extending her little claws to tease the three little fellows, but the three little fellows fell asleep the moment she turned around.

"Let's go!" It's not a good place to stay for long! " Ling Yun shook his head helplessly. It was only a matter of time before he became sad and soon forgot that these three little fellows would be Meng Meng's playmates. He had one thought: Raise these three little fellows like cats …