Godly Naughty Kids System

"Sister Sect Leader, she has the Golden Qilin Bloodline. She is very powerful!"    

    

Ye Meng said in a childish voice as he chewed the pastry.    

    

"The bloodline of the Golden Qilin?"    

    

Hua Nichang was very unfamiliar with these words. In her memory, she had never heard of any Golden Qilin Bloodline.    

    

When Lu Xiaoyan heard this, she became even more terrified.    

    

"Come, wait for this baby to activate and let you see!"    

    

After eating the pastries on the table cleanly, Ye Meng patted his hands and walked over.    

    

Seeing Ye Meng's expression, Hua Nichang felt a trace of interest in him.    

    

She wanted to see what kind of Golden Qilin bloodline Ye Meng was talking about.    

    

"Sister Sect Leader, get someone to bring a big wooden bucket over! It needs to be filled with half a bucket of hot water!"    

    

Ye Meng grinded his teeth and said to Hua Nichang.    

    

"Okay, I will let you prepare it right away!"    

    

Hua Nichang nodded and immediately called a disciple over and instructed her.    

    

A moment later, a few disciples carried a large wooden bucket and walked in.    

    

Hua Zhiqiu and the other elders also came over to inquire.    

    

"Ye Meng, are you sure this little girl has a special bloodline?"    

    

Great Elder Hua Zhiqiu looked at Lu Xiaoyan and asked doubtfully.    

    

It was not that she did not believe Ye Meng's words, but the Lu Xiaoyan in front of her had a timid look on her face. No matter how she looked at it, it did not look like she had any special bloodline.    

    

"Big Elder Sister, if this baby says yes, then it must be!"    

    

Ye Meng curled his lips and said with certainty.    

    

Hearing Ye Meng's solemn words, Hua Zhiqiu and the other elders immediately shut their mouths and looked at Ye Meng curiously.    

    

"Come, Miss, jump into the wooden bucket!"    

    

Ye Meng ignored everyone's gazes and waved at Lu Xiaoyan.    

    

"Jump in..."    

    

Lu Xiaoyan heard this and hesitated.    

    

This wooden bucket was filled with boiling hot water. She was a Martial Cultivator. Although this temperature did not hurt her, it definitely did not feel good.    

    

"Aiya, dawdling!"    

    

Seeing this, Ye Meng did not bother to say more to Lu Xiaoyan. He lifted her up and threw her into the wooden bucket.    

    

Gudong!    

    

Just as the water splashed, Ye Meng waved his hand and blocked all of it.    

    

"Wind and Lightning Grass, Cloud and Frost Grass..."    

    

Ye Meng muttered to himself. Then, with a flip of his hand, he threw a few herbs into the wooden bucket.    

    

Hua Nichang and the others were even more surprised when they saw this.    

    

They had never heard of anyone who could activate the bloodline and put herbs in it.    

    

The moment the Wind Thunder Grass and Cloud Frost Grass entered the water, a strange phenomenon occurred.    

    

The water in the wooden bucket started to spin rapidly. A whirlpool appeared around Lu Xiaoyan.    

    

Immediately after, the hot steam condensed into a solid form in the air and turned into small clouds that floated in the hall.    

    

"Tsk tsk!"    

    

Seeing such a strange phenomenon, Hua Nichang and the others were amazed.    

    

"Wind!"    

    

After Ye Meng calculated the time, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.    

    

In the next moment, the vortex in the wooden bucket started spinning rapidly. The sound of the wind could be heard in an instant!    

    

The furniture in the hall was blown away by the sudden wind.    

    

Hua Nichang and the elders widened their eyes. Their faces were filled with shock.    

    

The Wind Thunder Grass and the Cloud Frost Grass could actually produce such an effect in water?    

    

"Cloud!"    

    

Ye Meng shouted once again. Immediately, the small clouds floating in the air gathered above Lu Xiaoyan's head.    

    

"How can Jin Lin be an object in a pond? He can transform into a dragon when he meets the wind and clouds!"    

    

Ye Meng recited a poem unhurriedly.    

    

As soon as his voice fell, thunder rumbled in the hall. Strong winds howled, and lightning flashed in the clouds!