Who Stole My Eggs?

Xie Zuo punched Huo Yao hard, knocking his head away.

Huo Yao breathed heavily, slowly clenching his hands.

Angry, Xie Zuo wanted to leave. The corner of his lip was bitten by Huo Yao—what a piece of crap! Most irritating was that Huo Yao wasn’t looking at him at all. He was probably thinking about his nonsense Heavenly Father again. Bah!

Huo Yao grabbed Xie Zuo, pushing him down. “Why are you running away? Haven’t you always wanted to practice dual cultivation with me? Today, your wish is granted!”

A strong sense of humiliation surged into Xie Zuo’s heart. He bent his knees to kick Huo Yao but was held down firmly.

“Get out of here!” Xie Zuo scolded.

Huo Yao pulled off his clothes, leaned over, and bit the side of his neck hard.

Xie Zuo’s anger was mixed with a trace of grievance, his eyes red with anger.

It was not that he couldn’t afford to play, but he couldn’t play like this! What did this jerk think of him, the demon king?

Suddenly, Huo Yao let go of Xie Zuo. “I’m sorry.”

Huo Yao ran away.

Xie Zuo grabbed the pillow on the couch and slammed it against the door. “Get out of here!”

Xie Zuo gasped for air. After a while, he relaxed and laid back on the couch.

The moon rose higher, and the candles in the house had long been extinguished.

Xie Zuo opened his eyes, still feeling unhappy, but he didn’t know why. In the inheritance left by Xie Xiao, none of the demon kings had been so cowardly. They all lived their lives wantonly, with beauties, fine wine, wealth, power—everything they wanted. They lived happily and died earth-shatteringly.

At this moment, Xie Zuo had an extremely strong desire to be free. Born to be a king, he should not be trapped in the abyss. He should return to his throne and his world.

Xie Zuo hated Huo Yao. Yes, he should always hate him. He was the enemy and the murderer who caused him suffering. He didn’t want to practice dual cultivation with Huo Yao, but he just wanted to use his divine power…

Xie Zuo thought again of Master Pan who had just died, and how a group of children and grandchildren mourned him. When he was free, he would recruit different people every day and ask them to give him a large number of children. If he couldn’t survive the tribulation, he would let them mourn for him day and night. Ah, bah, what was he thinking about? He was the strongest, how could a mere tribulation hurt him!

He would become stronger and stronger, stepping on Huo Yao into the mud to see if he still dared to shout at him!

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Amidst the messy thoughts, Xie Zuo fell into sleep. In the dream, he turned into a giant standing tall and big, and Huo Yao knelt down beside him, trembling. He pinched Huo Yao like a bug, “Tell me, who am I?”

Huo Yao, as small as a bug, cried, “Heavenly Father…”

“Ahhhhh–!” Xie Zuo shouted, waking up.

He broke out in a cold sweat and panted for a while before calming down.

Xie Zuo found that he was still in Huo Yao’s room. The window had been closed, and Xie Zuo was covered with a quilt.

Xie Zuo collapsed and walked into the inner room. As expected, Huo Yao was not there, and there was no sign of sleeping on the bed.

Although Xie Zuo didn’t want to see Huo Yao at the moment, Huo Yao left him here without saying a word, which was unforgivable!

No, he was going to have a fight with Huo Yao!

Xie Zuo walked out angrily, and the door creaked open from the outside.

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Xie Zuo was stunned when he saw a strange man in red brocade clothes with elegant features. He thought for a moment that he hadn’t woken up yet and didn’t recognize what Huo Yao looked like.

When the man saw Xie Zuo, he showed an expression of joy, pulled out a colorful phoenix feather fan out of thin air with a ‘swipe’ and covered half of his face, “Xie Zuo, baby, it’s me!”

This disgusting title, and the flowery fan… The bird-feather fan that whistled…

“Are you Feng Yi?”

“That’s me, His Majesty.” Feng Yi was very moved, “I didn’t expect you to recognize me right away. I miss you so much!”

Feng Yi opened his arms and threw himself at Xie Zuo. Xie Zuo ducked under his armpits, “Get away, where is Huo Yao?”

Feng Yi was disappointed when he failed to hug Xie Zuo, “You only have one thing in your eyes and heart. Him? We haven’t seen each other for so long…” Seeing Xie Zuo’s face getting darker and darker, Feng Yi coughed and said sternly, “Tiandi summoned him back because of something unexpected. He was worried about your safety, so he specifically asked me to come and accompany you.”

“Ha.” Xie Zuo sneered, accompany him? He was here to monitor him!

Feng Yi hugged Xie Zuo and said, “Don’t be upset, my little majesty. Isn’t it just right that Huo Er isn’t here? My sister will take you to have fun!”

“Didn’t he strike you with lightning?”

Feng Yi, also incredibly thick-skinned, scratched the tip of his nose and said, “That’s nothing. I can’t see Huo Er begging for help, so I’ve made a profit.”

Xie Zuo turned his head to the sky, rolling his eyes, “Why don’t you wear women’s clothes?”

Feng Yi looked regretful, “I can’t help it, the human world is not as open as the other five realms, and it restricts women too much, so I have to resume walking in the world as a man.”

“Oh.” Xie Zuo took Feng Yi’s look and found that whether he was a man or a woman, this guy looked like a bird and was dressed in fancy clothes.

Feng Yi blinked his beautiful eyes at him, “Have you never seen such a suave and beautiful man?”

Xie Zuo snorted and didn’t want to pay attention to him. He was really narcissistic to the point of being outrageous.

“Come with me, Your Majesty,” Feng Yiyi said, “It’s sunny outside, what’s the fun of being bored in the house? Less than a hundred miles further, we’ll reach Yanzhou City, which is the most prosperous city in Beiyuan. It’s amazing. There are all kinds of fun things.”

Feng Yi pulled Xie Zuo, the wind was blowing under his feet, but in a moment, they had arrived at the gate of Yanzhou City.