After Nangong Xiao left, Ye Yu couldn’t help but ask, “Since it’s our own clan members who’ve come, why not hand Nangong Jingtang over to them?”
Ye Jizui replied in a low, troubled voice, “The matter of the First Generation City Lord is too important. If it falls into the hands of someone with ill intent, it will spell disaster for Luan Yao City. If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t have a word to say, but Nangong Xiao... his nature is cold and sinister, and he’s too close to the winged demons of Yao City. I don’t trust him!”
Hearing this, Ye Yu said no more.
If he didn’t want it, then fine—the giant egg could stay with him.
Besides, perhaps when it hatches she could be taught the path of righteousness, and maybe earn some decent Justice Points.
He only hoped the day of her rebirth wouldn’t be too far off.
Two months passed.
Ye Yu’s life at the City Lord’s Mansion was extraordinarily calm.
Every day he was pampered as if on holiday.
Ye Jizui showered him with the care of an elder—providing all manner of heavenly materials, rare treasures, and demon-cultivation techniques.
Each night fresh grass was delivered to him.
Ye Yu found it absurd: he was utterly bored with ordinary heavenly materials. They tasted awful and their effects were negligible.
As for the demon cultivation manuals, he couldn’t be bothered to look them over. Mastering a demon-immortal art could take hundreds of years—time he simply didn’t have.
He’d rather spend his efforts figuring out how to rack up Justice Points more quickly!
In the end, he used the grass as bedding—surprisingly soft.
Of course, he hadn’t completely slacked off during this time. He continually tasked Lu Linian with matters on his behalf.
That old fellow hadn’t disappointed—he’d recruited nearly two hundred juvenile demons, all ready for classes.
Ye Yu’s heart stirred.
Teaching so many young demons would surely push his Justice Points past ten thousand, unlocking a Heavenly-tier lottery and sending him soaring.
Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
At noon that day, Lu Linian had everything ready and arrived at the mansion to escort Ye Yu away.
Ye Yu, having prepared for this day for a long time, planned to slip out while Ye Jizui slept through the demon sun’s high-noon heat.
But at that moment, Ye Yu felt the giant egg shift.
His face grew serious.
Could it be about to hatch?
He stepped forward and pressed a hand against the shell.
Moments later, he felt a warm palm impression on his own palm.
The sensation astonished him.
So it really could be reborn!
Lu Linian, by his side, didn’t understand and stepped forward to whisper, “Big Brother, what are you doing?”
Ye Yu was about to reply when the warmth vanished.
All returned to stillness, as if the moment had been an illusion.

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