On the cloud palace, a silver-haired girl fluttered her black bat wings as she flew in mid-air.

Around her waist was a long white thread, extending down from the thread reel held by a woman in a green dress, who constantly played with it.

Mengzhang watched Iris soar in the sky, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"All the recent efforts didn't go in vain. The little one can finally fly," Mengzhang muttered to himself, a look of relief on his face.

Iris flew leisurely above the cloud palace, looking very relaxed.

As she looked at the large bat wings on her back, her heart filled with joy. Her only physical defect was the inability to fly. Under Mengzhang's treatment, Iris's wings began to develop for the second time, becoming even larger, enough for her to soar in the air.

The long thread tied around her waist was to prevent Iris from being blown away by sudden gusts of wind and losing balance.

After all, Mengzhang was Iris's aunt, having to consider the child's safety while playing.

After about an hour, Iris stopped flying, folded her wings, and landed steadily next to Mengzhang.

Mengzhang gently stroked Iris's silky silver hair, a warm smile on his face. "Little one, how does it feel to fly?"

Mengzhang's tone was filled with concern, his gaze tender, as if a true elder caring for a younger one.

Upon hearing Mengzhang's voice, a smile of happiness bloomed on Iris's face. "Aunt, flying feels really great, but I can't see with my eyes. I can't see the beautiful scenery. It's such a pity!"

Iris sighed with a touch of melancholy in her voice. Her voice was sweet, like the chirping of a nightingale, pleasant to the ears.

Seeing Iris's expression, Mengzhang gently caressed her head of silver hair and comforted her, "It won't be long before you regain your sight."

"Whether I regain my sight or not doesn't matter to me. After all, Aunt, you taught me to see the world with my heart. That's already enough for me," Iris said, directing her gaze toward Mengzhang with an adorable doll-like smile, making people unable to help but feel tenderhearted. "Aunt, you're really kind!"

"Hehe..." Mengzhang looked at Iris's smiling face, also smiling. She extended her right hand to lightly poke Iris's forehead with her index finger. "I really don't know what to say to you."

"Ouch!" Iris covered her head, pouting. "Aunt, why did you poke my forehead? I'm still an underage child!"

Iris's words were full of coquettishness and cuteness, filling Mengzhang's heart with warmth. She extended her right hand and lightly tapped Iris's nose with her index finger, indulgently saying, "It's time to eat."

Mengzhang extended her delicate and soft arm in front of Iris, indicating for her to feed on her blood.

A faint fragrance wafted over, the scent belonging to Mengzhang.

Iris's heart eyes saw the outline of the arm. If it were an ordinary vampire, they would have already taken a bite, but Iris made no move. Instead, she looked at Mengzhang with her heart eyes.

"What's wrong? Don't you like Aunt's blood? Or are you tired of drinking it?" Seeing Iris's appearance, Mengzhang asked with confusion.

"I have drunk Aunt's blood three hundred times. Considering three meals a day, it has been one hundred days. I'm afraid if I drink more, Aunt's body won't be able to handle it," Iris's words were filled with concern.

Mengzhang was slightly surprised. Didn't expect the little one to remember it so clearly?

"Don't worry, Aunt's body isn't that weak. I've said it many times, a little bit of blood like this is nothing to me. Just focus on getting full," Mengzhang explained.

"But..." Iris wanted to dissuade her, but her words were interrupted by Mengzhang.

"I know you're worried about Aunt, but really, Aunt is fine."

"No wonder your appetite has been getting smaller recently. I see now that you're afraid Aunt's body is getting weak," Mengzhang suddenly became serious. "From tonight onwards, you must eat each meal fully, otherwise Aunt will have to take disciplinary measures."

"Um..." Iris obediently nodded, then extended both hands to hold Mengzhang's arm and brought her lips close.

She extended her soft tongue and licked the veins on Aunt's wrist.

Meng Zhang quietly watched Iris, allowing her to make these little movements, with a smile on his lips.

Gradually, Iris revealed her sharp vampire fangs, and her sharp teeth pierced Meng Zhang's skin. The fresh red blood flowed out, entering Iris's belly and all the way into her stomach.

The tangy-sweet taste spread in Iris's mouth.

But Meng Zhang's eyes were gentle, even doting, as if a mother was looking at her child, so tender.

After a while, Iris stopped feeding.

"Are you full?" Meng Zhang smiled and looked at Iris, asking softly.

Iris nodded, indicating that she had eaten enough.

"Is it true? Don't deceive me." Meng Zhang asked with some suspicion, "If you don't eat enough, you will be punished."

Then, Meng Zhang reached out and gently touched Iris's belly. "Not bad, it's round and plump. It seems like you ate a lot!"

"You should go rest in your room, and Auntie is going to have dinner too," Meng Zhang said to Iris.

When Iris heard that Meng Zhang was going to have dinner, she couldn't help but feel attached, but she forced herself not to show it. She said to Meng Zhang, "Auntie, drink less alcohol. It's not good for your health."

"Auntie's constitution is like that of a dragon, I won't get drunk. It's you who shouldn't develop the habit of stealing the soldiers' alcohol at night," Meng Zhang said.

Iris stuck out her tongue playfully and smiled, "You noticed that?"

"I'll settle the score with you later!" Meng Zhang pretended to be angry, then turned around and walked away with his long, straight legs.

Iris stood in place, watching Meng Zhang's green figure disappear in the distance before turning and leaving.

She returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed, imagining the gentle appearance of Auntie. A wave of warmth surged in her heart.

Meng Zhang treated Iris as if she were his own daughter. He allowed Iris's bat wings to grow again and taught her how to use her wits. He fed her with his blood for a hundred days.

Although Auntie said she would punish her, she only scolded her verbally each time and never actually punished her. She couldn't bear to even hit her. Auntie didn't really want to punish Iris, she just wanted to tease her.

Iris even fantasized about being Meng Zhang's biological daughter. How wonderful would that be!

Thinking this, a smile of happiness unconsciously appeared on Iris's lips, and her heart was full of longing.

But all of this was just a fantasy. Iris was a vampire. She had her own mother, Lilya, and that was an unchangeable fact.

Thinking of Lilya, Iris's heart suddenly ached. She hated Lilya so much. After being hunted for a year, she had her right limb chopped off and endured various punishments.

Later, Iris also guessed that all of this was a play orchestrated by Chaos to replace her.

These things Iris could tolerate, but why did Lilya agree to let Liran Day put this damn collar around her neck, making her unable to use magic and no different from a cripple?

And she even proclaimed that it was for Iris's own good, to prevent the Emperor of Magic from replacing her. This reason was really grand and noble.

Whether Chaos could replace her, Iris knew very well in her heart. The lock and the key had to be found before Chaos had a chance to replace her, and even then, it was only a possibility.

In these hundred days, Iris had figured out many things. Without Chaos, she would have died in the icy world of Agathus long ago.

Who could replace whom, it all depended on their abilities.

But before that, Iris definitely wanted revenge, especially on Pique, Lilya, and Liran Day. The debts they owed must be repaid double.