刚Exiting the shell, that buddy next door was bragging, "Hey Lin Hui, wait, wait, let's go find Chen Xiang, he's got tasty peas in his backyard." I blinked... just reborn, I still couldn't even flap my wings properly, but these little buggers were already yapping about trampling around like they owned the place. Chen Xiang? The top ten on the wealth list.

The world outside was already chaotic. Just as I was trying to figure out how to get my wings to work right, a group of cultivators crashed down. They weren't strong cultivators, just some low-level ones, but they had numbers. They surrounded me, their eyes gleaming with greed at the unusual pigeon chick.

"Hand over the divine blood, little bird, and we'll let you off easy," one of them sneered, raising his hand to unleash a ray of energy.

I flinched back instinctively. I was still too young, too weak. But then I remembered—this was my second chance. I wasn't just any pigeon; I had the blood of a sky-pigeon, a creature of legend.