บท 1866: Great Destiny

Everything was as a matter of course. It was as if all this was prepared for Ye Yuan.

No matter looking from which angle, climbing up to the sky to pluck the blood, this sort of thing, was an extremely dangerous thing.

But Ye Yuan did it so calmly.

That appearance was like walking one round in his own backyard.

"You refine it here. I'll stand guard over you. Nobody should come over to this place anymore."

Ye Yuan handed the Vermilion Bird true blood to Leng Qiuling, but Leng Qiuling did not take it.

"This … you're really giving it to me?" Leng Qiuling's eyes carried some doubt.

Not that she was suspicious, but that this kind of massive lucky chance was what even peak True God powerhouses were moved by. But Ye Yuan gave it to her without the slightest hesitation.

This kind of thing, anyone would feel like they were dreaming.