Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Chapter 17

Translated by  Blob Translations (Alice & Nanming) 

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Chapter 17

It had been a whole day and night since Han Yuan had gotten to eat or drink anything. One could imagine how hungry he was right now. Upon seeing that the egg that was nearly two Chi1 high, he couldn't help but swallow and ask eagerly, "W-what is this?"

"No idea." Yan Zhengming took half a step back as he darted a warning glance at Han Yuan. "Don't touch it! Things in the Demon Valley cannot be touched rashly. Wipe off your saliva. Come on, let's go. Master must be anxious."

Indeed, it was getting dark and perils lurked everywhere in the Demon Valley. Without Lord Beiming escorting them on the way back, the road would only become more dangerous.

Nobody dared to delay, and everyone set off along the way they came. Even the noisiest Han Yuan became mute.

Men of the world valued brotherhood loyalty the most. He'd forever remember the debt he owed his senior brothers.

Seeing they were leaving, the egg didn't give up. It evaded all those obstacles on the way and chased after them insistently.

Li Yun looked back and shouted, surprise and suspicion in his voice, "Just which monster's egg is this? Why is it running after us?"

Cheng Qian, who carried the bear spirit's fang, coldly said, "Maybe it wants to be a boiled egg."

The egg seemed to understand human language, or perhaps it merely felt the malice from Cheng Qian's words, as it trembled and hung back for a moment. At last, it slowly turned around, gingerly avoided Cheng Qian, rolled to Yan Zhengming's feet, and stopped there pathetically.

Yan Zhengming briefly paused and then bypassed it heartlessly. But after a few steps, he couldn't help looking back. Somehow, he saw an aura of deep disappointment and pitifulness emitting from its bare eggshell.

Therefore, young master Yan ended up stopping once more. After a few moments of indecision, he pointed at Han Yuan and said, "You... Hmm, go pick it up."

"Ah? Didn't you tell me not to touch it?" Han Yuan raised his eyebrows and stared in surprise.

Li Yun also didn't understand, asking, "First Senior Brother, why?"

How should he answer the question?

Yan Zhengming frowned. He couldn't really say he found that egg pitiable, could he?

Then he had a brainwave and came up with an excuse. He loftily said, "Didn't Zipeng Zhenren ask us to take the thing on the Celestial Platform back to her? It's said that demonic cultivators cannot enter that place, so I assume she herself doesn't know what lies there. We can use this to fool her."

Having traveled all this way, Li Yun and Cheng Qian were both physically and mentally exhausted, and had forgotten about the deal with Zipeng Zhenren. They both agreed to follow this advice after being reminded.

But at the same time, they felt that their devil-may-care first senior brother was abnormally meticulous this time.

Strangely enough, their journey on the way back had seemed safer than when they'd gone in even without Lord Beiming's escort. They'd kept their guard up the entire time, yet only met several small lower level monsters rushing by. After many false alarms, they made it back to Zipeng Zhenren's abode safely.

The giant bird was still lying prone there, though the image hanging over its head had disappeared. They were at a temporary loss about whether she was asleep or dead.