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Crimson Dusk descended, a great sun shining overhead. Zhao Yang felt at peace as he moved forward, having witnessed too many battles and killings, inhaling the suffocating scent of blood in the air. Suddenly, the Spirit Pearl in his chest emitted an incredibly strong vibration.
"Is there Treasure?" Zhao Yang's eyes widened with excitement as he looked down from the clouds and slowly descended.
The jungle was dense, the mountains were vast and autumnal, and the surroundings were silent. Zhao Yang was somewhat surprised; although he was already quite far from the border of the Haotian Secret Realm, this area still belonged to the outskirts. While other places were embroiled in fierce battles, here it was peaceful.
Thinking that there might be great treasures here, Zhao Yang's cunning expression returned, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. He carefully followed the Spirit Pearl's guidance and arrived at a massive nest built from numerous branches. Observing the surroundings, it seemed there had been signs of a struggle.
Zhao Yang looked up at the nest, which was much taller than him, and leaped into the air, landing beside it. Inside the nest lay a golden egg radiating a brilliant glow; this was precisely where the Spirit Pearl had indicated! Having not eaten for a day, Zhao Yang couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight of the egg, which was about his height.
"Whoever thought of this is truly considerate; they knew I would come and prepared food and firewood for me. All that's left is for me to light it." Zhao Yang's usual slyness returned as he jumped down from the nest, summoning a flicker of Azure Flame at his fingertips.
After about a quarter of an hour amidst crackling flames, Zhao Yang caught a rich aroma wafting from the fire—a scent of eggs that contained Spirit Energy, tantalizing to his very soul. He swallowed again, feeling like a child yearning for a treat.
"Chirp Chirp?" Little Beast also clearly caught wind of the egg's fragrance and wriggled out from Zhao Yang's arms.
Over these days, Zhao Yang noticed that Little Beast had become increasingly reliant on him, trusting him immensely while also growing somewhat lazy, often curling up in his arms to sleep.
As the flames gradually died down and the eggshell cracked slightly, Zhao Yang carefully pulled the giant egg from the fire. He took out his Stone Hammer from his pocket and smashed the shell open to reveal glistening egg white inside. Eagerly, he retrieved his utensils—knife and fork, small plates—and a bottle of homemade juice. On the ground lay a small bowl containing seasoning prepared by his mother back home.
Zhao Yang couldn't wait to cut off a piece of egg white, dipping it in seasoning before placing it in his mouth. His eyes widened instantly; it was bursting with flavor and aroma that penetrated deep into his soul. He exhaled hot breath and exclaimed, "Delicious! So delicious!"
"Chirp Chirp!" Little Beast responded eagerly, drooling as stars sparkled in its eyes. It pounced on the steaming egg and took a bite, mimicking Zhao Yang's actions as it exhaled hot breath too, its little paws flailing about in delight.
At first, Zhao Yang ate elegantly; however, once his appetite awakened, he sprinkled seasoning over the giant egg and began devouring it ravenously. His eyes glazed over especially when he saw the steaming golden yolk shining brightly before him.
"This... it's all Spirit Liquid!"
Spirit Liquid is a rare treasure in cultivation, typically found only in ancient caves deep within the mountains, formed from the dripping of stalactites and the essence of spiritual springs. There are many types of Spirit Liquid; some are natural, some are artificially created, and others contain the Life Essence inherent in living beings. Clearly, what lay before him was indeed Life Essence.
Life Essence flows like an ocean of vitality; consuming it increases one's life force. For cultivators, ingesting it not only greatly enhances their cultivation but also significantly strengthens their physical bodies, providing strong reinforcement to their internal organs, fortifying meridians, and purifying blood.
Zhao Yang gulped down the egg yolk eagerly, causing Little Beast to come over and extend its tiny tongue to lick a few times. It paused for a moment, then quickly showed signs of delight, as if it were tasting the Egg Yolk Elixir for the first time. It was evident that it loved the flavor.
"Chirp Chirp!" Little Beast chirped joyfully.
A light sound echoed within Zhao Yang's body as he felt elated; he had finally broken through the initial bottleneck of the Foundation Establishment Stage and advanced into the mid-stage!
Zhao Yang let out a satisfied burp, his belly slightly swollen. He lay on the ground with a blade of grass in his mouth, feeling drowsy from the effects of the egg yolk's spirit liquid. If others knew how he consumed it, they would surely want to strangle him for wasting such a treasure by devouring it all at once!
"The breeding conditions in this Haotian Secret Realm are excellent; even the eggs are this big!" Zhao Yang muttered to himself. If anyone were nearby, they would likely be infuriated that he had been treating a golden egg like just any ordinary egg.
Suddenly, Zhao Yang felt a surge of alertness as he sensed someone approaching rapidly with his Divine Sense.
"Senior Brother has sent word that the Nine-Headed Bird has been lured away. We must hurry to collect the egg! The Nine-Headed Bird is a descendant of an Ancient Divine Beast and contains a trace of divine blood within it, qualifying it as a Half-Saint Beast. Its egg holds sacred beast blood; if harvested before it develops into a fetus and used for alchemy, it would be enough for all core disciples of You Xian Sect to consume for an entire year—just one drop is worth a fortune!" Voices echoed nearby.
Zhao Yang's expression soured; he felt like crying. "How can it be so valuable? It's a Nine-Headed Bird! Although I've never heard of it before, I’m sure it's worth more than a chicken!" He heard what they said and let out another burp, wishing he could regurgitate everything he had just eaten to trade with them.
"Senior Brother said that if we can hatch the Nine-Headed Bird Egg, as a Half-Saint Beast, it will surely rank among the strongest spirit beasts in the future and become an invaluable ally for its owner," another voice added.
Zhao Yang felt another pang of regret. He had always wanted to acquire a powerful and impressive spirit beast as his battle companion to help him conquer the cultivation world. Yet here he was with a clingy little pet that could do nothing but act cute. It looked frail and weak; during fights, it either hid in his arms pretending to be dead or ran away in fear. Frustrated, he pushed Little Beast away, not wanting to see it anymore.
“Chirp Chirp!” The Little Beast expressed its dissatisfaction with Zhao Yang's action of pushing it off his lap, grumbling as it crawled back up with its round belly.
“Who are you? Where is the Nine-Headed Bird Egg? Why is there a pile of smoking firewood? And what is that behind you?!” The newcomer shouted angrily, pointing at Zhao Yang. They were all dressed identically in vibrant robes, each adorned with an embroidered cloud pattern on the chest, beneath which were two delicate figures—Immortal Wanderers.
“Haha,” Zhao Yang chuckled awkwardly. “Hello there, nice to meet you. I heard you mention that the Nine-Headed Bird Egg is quite valuable. Look, I still have some eggshell and half a piece of untouched egg white here. It contains quite a bit of Spirit Energy, enough for you. Do you happen to have any money on you?”
“What do you mean?!” One of them exclaimed in shock and anger, their hands shimmering with energy, ready to strike.
The other also gathered True Qi, prepared to act at any moment. He looked incredulous and said, “Did you really roast and eat the Nine-Headed Bird Egg all by yourself?”
Zhao Yang nodded. “I haven't had eggs in a long time. I wanted to fry them, but I don’t have a pan that big!”
“Are you not getting the point? I'm asking whether you should fry it or roast it?!” The man was furious at Zhao Yang's nonchalant attitude.
“Uh, are you suggesting I should steam it? But like I said, I don’t have a pot that big!” Zhao Yang replied in an infuriatingly casual tone as he bantered with the two.
“You're asking for death!” The other man seethed and struck out, unleashing powerful True Qi that uprooted all the grass and stones within ten yards around them. Light radiated from his palm as countless streams of energy swirled around him, making him appear ethereal like an Immortal Wanderer. “You’ve destroyed a precious treasure of my You Xian Sect; you'll pay with your life!”
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