Who Stole My Eggs?

Returning to the inn from the Pan family courtyard, Xie Zuo laid on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Huo Yao next door was also awake, sitting on the wooden couch by the window, gazing at the full moon through the thin mist, lost in deep thought.

With a little attention, he could hear Xie Zuo’s movements clearly. Did seeing a funeral have such a significant impact on him? Xie Zuo turned back and forth, making the bed board creak continuously.

After a while, Xie Zuo stopped, got up, and pushed open the door of Huo Yao’s room. Seeing him sitting by the window admiring the moon, Xie Zuo said, “You’re not sleeping either. I want to talk for a while.”

Huo Yao reminded him: “Before entering other people’s rooms, knock on the door first; it’s basic etiquette.”

“Do we still need these false etiquettes between us? There’s a lot of nonsense.” Xie Zuo took off his shoes and sat cross-legged opposite Huo Yao, imitating his posture and looking out. “What are you looking at? Is there anything interesting in the sky?”

“Nothing.”

“Tch, you are so boring.” Xie Zuo bent his left arm, resting it on the window sill, holding his chin up and looking at Huo Yao.

People said that when they looked at a beautiful woman under the moon, the more they looked at her, the more beautiful she would. Sure enough, in the dim candlelight and the hazy moonlight, Huo Yao’s whole body was glowing with a soft light, making him look much kinder.

Xie Zuo couldn’t help but lick the corners of his lips, feeling a little hungry again.

Unaware that Xie Zuo was thinking about him, Huo Yao observed Xie Zuo across from him. After bathing, Xie Zuo’s hair was no longer tied up, cascading around his shoulders, looking gentle and harmless.

Since shedding his skin, Xie Zuo’s eye color had turned the same golden hue as Huo Yao’s, exactly like the eye color of his Heavenly Father.

If Feng Yi were here, he might be crying and calling Heavenly Father again.

Xie Zuo and Heavenly Father indeed shared a striking resemblance. The curvature of their long eyelashes was identical.

Xie Zuo possessed an innocent yet heartlessly cruel aura. While Heavenly Father usually joked and smiled, displaying a good temper, he carried an indifferent demeanor towards the world.

Accustomed to witnessing life and death, familiar with the laws of Tiandi, Heavenly Father rarely interfered with the fate of creatures in the six realms. He appeared warm on the outside but harbored a cold indifference within, and few people or things could truly impress him.

Huo Yao hadn’t fully grasped this earlier, assuming that Heavenly Father’s major flaw was hypocrisy.

It wasn’t until he grew up to be the formidable thunder deity, feared by all, and slew countless creatures with his own hands that he comprehended the words and actions of his Heavenly Father.

In fact, Huo Yao intentionally avoided thinking about his Heavenly Father since returning from the divine world.

Because the more he longed, the more he regretted.

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Huo Yao recalled a night much like this, a full moon night, when Heavenly Father barged into his room without knocking.

Huo Yao was bathing in the inner room and felt annoyed at the aggressive intrusion. He swiftly grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist.

Heavenly Father teased, “Why bother covering up? You’ve been running around naked in front of me for thousands of years!”

Huo Yao’s ears burned, “That’s because you never gave me clothes. What do you want?”

“Oh!” Heavenly Father draped his arms around Huo Yao’s shoulders, “Good news, I’ve made you a little brother. What do you think?”

Creating a younger brother… What did that mean? Did he want to raise something else?

Heavenly Father spoke mysteriously, “Demon King Xie Xiao, you know, that powerful woman who can smash a mountain with one tail.”

“Yeah.”

“I took her down; she is already pregnant with my flesh and blood. I calculated that it’s a boy, so I will entrust him to you. After he is born, you will snatch him and take care of him yourself.”

Huo Yao, who had only ever struck others with thunder, felt like he had been struck by it himself this time.

The Heavenly Father had disappeared for several months, and he had actually gone to meet the Demon King…

A strong anger of betrayal and abandonment rushed to Huo Yao’s forehead. He pushed the Heavenly Father away violently, too angry for words.

What was he going to say? Reprimand him for leaving without saying goodbye? Accuse him of living with a demon? Hate him for casually having children with others?!

Huo Yao closed his eyes in pain. After a while, he opened his eyes and said solemnly: “Demons are cruel by nature. I don’t care who they are. If they dare to do evil, I will never forgive them lightly.”

“Oh, okay,” the father was helpless, “I can’t help it; only Xie Xiao can bear me…”

“Stop talking!” Huo Yao shouted, not wanting to hear the details of his Heavenly Father’s affair with the Demon King!

This was the first time Huo Yao was angry with Heavenly Father. Heavenly Father was silent for a while and sighed, “It’s time for me to go back. I told you before.”

Huo Yao said nothing.

The Heavenly Father stood with his back to him, looking at the sky with his hands behind his back, “I am just a spiritual form of Tiandi, and I cannot leave my true form for too long.”

“You…”

“Of course, I will still be me after I go back, but I can’t do this anymore. I went everywhere to play. Oops, that’s not quite right. In fact, I am everywhere. …You, Wu Xiao, and Little Phoenix will definitely miss me. Wouldn’t it be better if I left a son for you to play with?”

“No!” Huo Yao hugged him impulsively. Huo Yao rarely had such emotional fluctuations, and it felt like his heart was torn into several pieces.

All creatures in the six realms respected him as Heavenly Father, feared him. But he was different to Huo Yao. They were family members and friends…

On the day the Heavenly Father returned, Huo Yao went to greet him in person.

Heavenly Father stretched out his hand to him, “I stayed in the world of mortals for too long, my body become heavy. Please take me to fly there.”

Huo Yao struggled for a long time before holding his hand. With such a shake, his hand went directly through it.

Huo Yao was shocked to realize that Heavenly Father’s body had begun to fade away. He had indeed been away from his true form for too long and must go back.

He didn’t tell anyone else that Heavenly Father was going to return to the Taixu Realm, but Wu Xiao still knew about it. He chased after him, but it was still a step too late.

The Heavenly Father had returned, and what responded to them in the divine world was Tiandi, with a gentle voice, no sorrow or joy, and treated all things equally.

Tiandi refused to discuss the Heavenly Father, expelling them from the divine world.

Wu Xiao and Huo Yao engaged in an earth-shattering fight, with lightning and thunder filling the sky, and turbulent waves in the sea.

Since then, Wu Xiao and Huo Yao had completely parted ways.

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Huo Yao became the executor of Tiandi in the mortal world, faithfully carrying out their decrees.

He stood taller, and there were fewer people around him.

Occasionally, he would conceal his figure and visit the demon world to see Xie Xiao.

This demon king, who had dominated the demon world for tens of thousands of years, was truly an example of indulgence and enjoyment. She had someone to sleep with her every day, regardless of gender, and no meat or vegetable was tabooed.

Huo Yao didn’t understand why Heavenly Father wanted Xie Xiao. Was it because she was very powerful? Could she give birth to the most powerful offspring with him?

It was also Xie Xiao’s misfortune. The day of delivery coincided with the arrival of a heavenly tribulation.

Huo Yao had never seen such a fierce and violent heavenly tribulation, forcibly claiming the lives of a generation of demon kings.

After the catastrophe, a bit of golden light emerged from the demon king’s massive skeletal remains.

In an instant, Huo Yao sensed a familiar breath—it was Heavenly Father!

As the golden light exploded, a cloud of black mist emerged. The black mist resembled the reincarnation of a starving ghost, devouring everything in its path.

This black mist was the newly born Xie Zuo…

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“Hey, big thunder deity? Big, thunder, deity!”

Huo Yao snapped back to reality. Xie Zuo’s face was so close that he instinctively leaned back.

Xie Zuo frowned, “What are you thinking about?”

Huo Yao took a deep breath and looked down at Xie Zuo.

Xie Zuo said unhappily, “Why are you looking at me like this? What’s in your eyes? Do you even recognize who I am? Did you hear what I said?”

Huo Yao raised his hand, pinched Xie Zuo’s chin, and slowly lowered his head to kiss those questioning lips.