The next day, in the early morning, as the sun rose.

Modi controlled the puppet Suiliang Feng and followed the breath of death to find the little girl's residence.

The big yellow dog sensed a strange presence and started barking wildly, its voice particularly piercing in the empty street.

Jing Gu heard the sound and immediately ran out.

She saw a handsome young man standing by the street, dressed in a black suit, with bright and shining eyes. His straight nose was prominent, his lips were moderately thin, and his lips were as full and tender as rose petals. His face had a gentle smile, which made people feel very familiar, like a next-door brother.

"Stop barking, Big Yellow, go back inside." Jing Gu scolded the big yellow dog.

The big yellow dog obediently returned indoors.

"May I ask who you are looking for?" Jing Gu politely asked, although the young man in front of her seemed harmless, Jing Gu remained highly vigilant.

"I am Suiliang Feng. According to Qizhou, you are looking for me." Puppet Suiliang Feng introduced himself.

"Qizhou said that Suiliang Feng has not reincarnated yet. Who are you really?" Jing Gu questioned.

"I am Suiliang Feng. I just woke up yesterday. If you don't believe me, I can use my power of sequence." Puppet Suiliang Feng said.

"Hey, come out. Has Huangming told you about Suiliang Feng's abilities?" Jing Gu shouted into the house.

"Yes. Suiliang Feng can change the surrounding environment, causing objects around to distort violently and even create illusions." He walked out from the room.

"I understand." Puppet Suiliang Feng nodded.

"Dream emerges." He murmured softly.

As soon as his voice fell, the surroundings underwent a huge change. A hazy dream enveloped the entire courtyard, and Jing Gu and Jinghe found themselves in a white mist, covered from head to toe, unable to see or touch, as if they had never had a body before.

Jing Gu and Jinghe were shocked. It was the first time they encountered such a situation, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Then, Puppet Suiliang Feng snapped his fingers, and the surroundings returned to their original state.

"Mom, he really is Suiliang Feng." He said excitedly, and then she told Suiliang Feng about Huangming's last words.

Puppet Suiliang Feng touched Jinghe's soft hair and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, Qizhou has already told me about all this, and I will make Poqi pay the price. But before that, I hope you can learn to control the power of the sequence with Qizhou."

"Okay." Jinghe nodded.

Then Puppet Suiliang Feng took Jing Gu and Jinghe, the mother and daughter, away from there.

"Big Yellow, we're moving." Jinghe called out to Big Yellow. Upon hearing the voice, Big Yellow also ran out of the house, happily chasing after them.

...

Yar came to the territory of the Crimson Empire and looked at the surrounding buildings, unable to help but sigh, "It's much more prosperous here than before. I wonder which generation is Your Majesty of the Crimson Empire, Cecilia?"

Because Yar had two goat-like horns on the side of her head, she was naturally regarded as a member of the goat tribe in the Orc Empire.

Orcs were able to enter the Crimson Empire and were eligible to trade with the vampires.

Humans, on the other hand, could not freely roam within the Crimson Empire. They were food for the vampires, and how could food freely move around in vampire territory? This was a kind of contempt and provocation towards the vampires. Therefore, the vampires held a rather contemptuous attitude towards humans. Ask yourself, would humans respect livestock? The way the vampires treated humans was like how humans treated livestock, with disdain.

Yar arrived at a restaurant and ordered a vegetable salad and a glass of milk, then sat down and began to eat.

During this time, she overheard the conversation at the next table about the change in the name of the country.

"Since its founding, it has been called the Crimson Empire. Now it has been changed to the Shuowang Empire. It doesn't sound right at all, it can't reflect the majesty of our vampires!" An old man said as he ate peanuts. There were several empty wine bottles beside him, obviously he had been drinking a lot.

"That's right! I... fought for the Crimson Empire for many years, sigh... Let's not talk about it, I don't even know if our Majesty Lilia is still alive." Several retired veterans drank and talked about their past, their tone filled with sadness, longing, and guilt. They were iron-blooded men who had killed countless on the battlefield, but now they were in their twilight years, having to give up their military careers and retire.

"Now, Cecilia still leads the country, just with a different name," another veteran soldier chimed in.

"Makes sense..." everyone echoed.

At that moment, an older soldier shook his bottle of wine. The bottle was filled with alcohol.

"Cheers!" they all clinked their bottles together and drank the liquor.

"So the Crimson Empire is now called the Sowang Empire," Yar murmured to herself.

Regardless, as long as they were from Cecilia, they were considered the rulers. Yar could ask the Blood Clan Majesty for help in finding the king.

Yar and the first generation Blood Clan Majesty were good friends. The first generation Blood Clan Majesty had told her that if she ever had any difficulties, she could use this token and she would offer her fullest assistance, just as her descendants would.

"The current Majesty of the Sowang Empire can call me 'Ancestor Zhi,' but I wonder if the members of Cecilia are the same as before, a small girl," Yar thought to herself.

After finishing their meal, Yar went to pay the bill.

She then left the border city of the Sowang Empire and headed towards the Sleepless City.

...

Meanwhile, Iris sat in a pavilion, supervising Yingling as she practiced her horse stance.

"No trembling legs, or else I'll break your bones," Iris said coldly.

After hearing this, Yingling clenched her teeth and persevered in her horse stance.

She wanted to cry but forced back her tears. If she shed a tear, the girls in the pavilion would take out their whips and lash her. The pain of that whip was something she would never forget in her lifetime.

Yingling was only five years old. In the morning, she would learn how to read and study etiquette, while in the afternoon, she would be trained in horse stance by the "Lady Sister." This was to lay a strong foundation for sword training. In the evening, she would be taught martial arts by the "Lady Sister," learning various defense and assassination skills. Her fate had already been determined, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape it. She could only accept and follow the instructions of the "Lady Sister."

"Just hold on for another five minutes, then you can rest. If your legs tremble during this time, I'll disable you right away!" Iris said coldly.

"Yes... Lady Sister!" Yingling replied with difficulty.

"Hmph!" Iris snorted coldly and turned to enter the pavilion.

Yingling stood outside the pavilion, panting heavily. Sweat had already soaked her cheeks, and her clothes clung to her skin.

Iris was still somewhat satisfied with Yingling's performance. However, Iris had never praised her before, always maintaining a cold expression.

Iris didn't have high expectations for Yingling, just practicing horse stance and swinging the sword. After all, she was only five years old and couldn't demand too much.

"You can rest now," Iris said indifferently.

"Yes!" Yingling wiped the sweat from her forehead and respectfully replied. She sat down on the ground, holding her legs and taking deep breaths, trying to calm her breathing.

Yingling tried her best to suppress her grievances and dared not show any dissatisfaction.

When Sister Baixi took her out for a stroll, she saw many children of her age playing happily with their parents, carefree and joyful. The happiness and smile deeply stimulated her heart.

During their walk, her eyes occasionally glanced at a pet shop across the street, filled with all kinds of pets.

She also fantasized about having a cute pet that could accompany her, playing and frolicking together.

Being able to hold it while sleeping at night and seeing it when waking up in the morning would be such a heartwarming thing.

But all of this was an extravagant wish! She didn't deserve to have a pet.

She didn't have any family or relatives now, just a dependent. She could only rely on the "Lady Sister," who had no blood ties with her, to provide her with meals, let alone talk about having a pet.

Playfulness was a child's nature, and Yingling was no exception. However, she dared not show this nature. Otherwise, the "Lady Sister" would disable her legs and send her away, leaving her to live on the streets and starve to death.

Thinking of this, tears glistened in Yingling's eyes. She dared not lift her head, afraid to see that cold face.

Mother, when will you come and take your daughter home...

After fifteen minutes, Yingling's emotions gradually calmed down. She took a few deep breaths, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

"Get ready to practice swordplay," Iris looked at Yingling and said coldly.

"Yes..." Yingling stood up.

Just as Yingling was about to grab the small iron sword next to her, a cold voice came from behind her: "You will use this sword for practice from now on."

As she spoke, a sword appeared in front of Yingling's eyes. It was a pale blue blade that reflected a cold light under the sunlight, giving people a shivering feeling.

There were intricate and complex runes carved on the sword's body; these runes seemed to come alive, wriggling on the blade and making a hissing sound.

"This sword was picked up by me. It can release seven kinds of elemental energy, so it is called the Elemental Sword. From now on, you will practice with this sword, stabbing, poking, smashing, teasing, hanging, and chopping each one hundred times every day. If you dare to be lazy, I will get rid of you." Iris's tone was still cold, but her speech gradually became faster.

"Yes, my lady," Yingling nodded.

She then picked up the Elemental Sword from the ground and began to move it.

The sword was heavy, and Yingling's small arms couldn't hold it steadily.

She gritted her teeth and swung it forcefully, not showing any signs of relaxation.

As soon as she grew a little older, she would secretly leave here to find her mother, so that she wouldn't have to continue suffering here.

Iris looked at Yingling's dancing figure and a faint smile appeared on her lips. There was a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Don't blame me, I am also doing this for your own good. I can't protect you forever. If the Ruined Land barbarians attack, at least you will have the ability to defend yourself." Iris muttered in a low voice.

Although her tone was icy, it revealed affection and concern.

Yingling's wrists and ankles were already sore and weak. She clenched her teeth and swung the Elemental Sword over and over again.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound suddenly echoed throughout the entire space. Intense pain came from Yingling's right ankle, causing her hand to pause and the Elemental Sword to fall to the ground.

Instead of crying out in pain, her first instinct was to bend down and grab the Elemental Sword.

At this moment, Iris put down the tea cup in her hand and walked towards Yingling.

When Yingling saw her lady approaching, her breathing became hurried. Every step her lady took seemed like a countdown to her expulsion.

"My lady...I can still continue," Yingling stammered, her voice sounding a bit stuttered.

"No need," Iris's cold voice entered Yingling's ears.

The words "no need" exploded in her mind like a bolt from the blue. It meant that being expelled was already a done deal.

"My lady! I... I can still continue, please, give me another chance..." Yingling clutched the sword, enduring the intense pain in her ankle, and continued to swing the sword.

Unexpectedly, another piercing pain shot through her whole body from her right ankle, nearly causing her to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Iris reacted quickly, supporting Yingling and holding her back and legs, lifting her up.

"That's enough for today, I will take you to the infirmary." Iris said coldly, then carried Yingling towards the direction of the door.

The Elemental Sword returned to Iris's storage space.

"My lady... I... I can walk by myself," Yingling said softly.

"Shut up. I don't want to hear your nonsense. Hold onto my neck," Iris reprimanded, her voice cold and stern.

Yingling dared not speak another word and obediently held onto Iris's neck.

Then Iris spread her blood wings and flew in the direction of the infirmary.