Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Qin Ming, I have something to tell you."    

Just as they sat down, Jiyue said with suspicion.    

"What's wrong?" Looking at Jiyue's strange expression, Qin Ming asked.    

Initially, he had something to tell Jiyue, but now it seemed like Jiyue's matter was even more urgent.    

Jiyue scanned the entire room. After that, he said in a low voice, "I seem to have been to this place before."    

"In my impression, I often play in this corridor and pass by these rooms."    

"Before I came in, I repeatedly wondered if these rooms were the ones I remembered."    

"Once I opened the door, as expected."    

"But I've never been here before!"    

"So it's because I'm troubled by this matter!" Qin Ming nodded his head in understanding.    

Jiyue estimated that when he was young, he lived here and was frozen by the Extreme Ice Liquid, forgetting all the memories of his life here.    

Now that he had touched upon the scene, it had triggered memories. That was why he had become suspicious.    

"The things I told you are somewhat inconceivable. You have to be mentally prepared." Qin Ming said with a serious expression.    

This was Jiyue's own origin, and he had the right to know about it.    

Furthermore, Jiyue's knowledge about the bloodline would be very helpful to his cultivation.    

Seeing the serious expression on Qin Ming's face, Jiyue instantly perked up. "What is it?"    

"You are from the Paleogene, and you have been frozen by the Extreme Ice Liquid."    

"You have indeed been here before. If my guess is correct, you have been living here since you were young."    

Qin Ming said with a solemn expression.    

"What?" Jiyue's face was full of disbelief. "Qin Ming, is what you said true?"    

"But... How is this possible?"    

"How can the people of Paleogene survive until now?"    

Qin Ming nodded and said: "It's true."    

"Even if an ordinary Martial Cultivator was sealed by Extreme Ice Liquid, it would still be impossible for it to survive until now."    

"But you're different. You have a Blood Essence, and it's a Blood Essence that has carried the Dao. It's very normal for you to be able to survive until now."    

Seeing Qin Ming's serious expression, Jiyue muttered to himself. "How is this possible..."    

"Could it be that what this old man said is true?"    

"He didn't lie to me?"    

There was no focus in his eyes as he looked at Jiyue. Qin Ming sighed in his heart. He understood very well.    

If he suddenly found out that he was not picked up by his parents, he probably would not be able to accept it more than Jiyue.    

Slowly, Jiyue's eyes returned to normal. He looked at Qin Ming with confusion and asked, "How do you know about me?"    

Therefore, Qin Ming told Jiyue everything that he had said in the painting about communicating with Dao as a divine soul.    

Strictly speaking, dao Wei was dead. Jiyue was the heir of Tao Palace, and now he was the master of the Dao Palace.    

At the same time, the Tao Palace was destroyed because of the Devil Scorpion Force, and this hatred was inherited.    

If the Devil Scorpion Force knew about Jiyue's identity, they would definitely do everything they could to hunt him down.    

After all, Jiyue had obtained the Dao level Blood Essence, and it was very likely that he would become the next Dao level Blood Essence. He might even attempt to break through to the Peak of Martial Monarch, or perhaps even break through to Martial God.    

"So that's how it is." Jiyue began to accept his new identity. "In other words, when I was young, I really lived here."    

Standing up, Jiyue looked around him. For a moment, his heart was filled with mixed feelings.    

"No wonder when I entered the secret realm, I felt a very familiar feeling."    

"I always thought it was an illusion."    

When Jiyue calmed down, Qin Ming asked curiously: "Did your father tell you about this?"    

"He did!" Jiyue nodded. "But I always thought he was lying to me."    

"Not many adults would tell children that you were picked up?"    

"I thought my father was the same."