The Good For Nothing Seventh Young Lady's

Vermillion Bird Appears Part 3

Shen Yanxiao looked, astonished, at the strange sight that was happening inside the cave. Apart from the God's envoy, who could still be counted as undisturbed within the cave, the other 7 people from the Vermillion Bird Clan had long been a huge mess. The two siblings, Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei, screamed miserably as they climbed onto the bodies of their escorts. Shen Yifeng hurriedly avoided the gap that was under his feet, while on his face, there was no longer any confidence and comfort in looking at his past. Under his panic, his face turned deathly pale.

'The Vermillion Bird will wake up. 'Xiu's voice was sent to Shen Yanxiao's mind.

Broken sounds could be heard in the midst of the bustle. The Vermillion Bird egg that had originally been quietly lying on top of obsidian had split its shell into many cracks, and a dazzling red radiance shone from within the crack.

Along with most of the heat sweeping through the entire cave, a fiery red glow had enveloped everyone's line of sight.

No one could see anything but a fiery red scene.

Panic spread in everyone's hearts.

Fortunately, after that dazzling beam radiated for a while, it slowly weakened, and gradually advanced and gathered above obsidian.

In the time it took to blink, obsidian suddenly looked like it had been ignited by an enormous lump of fire, and was raging and burning.

Inside the flame, a tiny and delicate hand was stretched out. It was as if the flame had a spirit, as it quickly covered that soft tiny hand. The heat and flames that fused together were fiery armor attached to that small arm.

As the flames gradually fused together, a boy who seemed to be around three or four years old appeared before everyone's eyes.

Her long, red hair was draped on her shoulders. Its delicate facial features are similar to one of the most outstanding works of art in Heaven. Even if it was the most delicate work of art, it would also fail when compared to the skin of this youngster by at least 0. 01%.

On the young, gentle, and small yet delicate face that made one gasp for breath, a pair of red-colored eyes that were like dazzling flames. In those eyes was not the sincerity of a child, but a kind of absolute supremacy!

It was clearly a very small body, and yet, he adopted a haughty sitting posture in the air. That pair of extremely small legs arrogantly folded.  The little bastard single-handedly propped up his lower jaw, and stared with red eyes as he loomed over this group of foolish humans below him.

People like Shen Yifeng were completely dumbstruck as they raised their heads and looked at that completely unusual little boy. In their hearts, they could already guess his identity but …

They only found it hard to believe that this little bastard, whose arrogance had turned selfish before their eyes, was the Vermillion Bird of folklore!

Where are the mythological animals that have been well discussed ?!

"Foolish man, do you know the consequences of interrupting my stop?" This terrifying voice was sent out from the little boy's mouth. Along with that terrifying voice, there were traces of puer sounds being brought together as it echoed. The temperature inside the entire cave immediately raised a lot.

Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei were repeatedly subjected to the need to breathe with the temperature rising abruptly, but they were also afraid that the high temperature they breathed into their bodies would cause enormous injuries, so they could not help but use their hands to cover their mouths and noses.

The boy arrogantly swept his gaze towards the people who were inside the cave. After his vision fell on the sage who had a smiling expression, it frowned slightly.

“I hate that smile of yours. "The "little hand waved, and the earth-shaking flame was like a wave throwing itself towards the sage.

In the hands of the sage, golden rays shone and then attacked the flames that had been launched towards the sage. A rumbling sound was then produced.

“Of course, Vermillion Bird was as haughty as the rumors. The humble me is the sage of the Gods Domain at the moment. "The wise soft voice was accompanied by a roar.