"Egg, Egg, Egg..."
A chaotic world materialized before his eyes, hazy figures flickering in and out of existence, while one desperate cry after another poured from
Chu Feng knew this was a dream — a very, very long dream. In this dream, there was nothing he could do. Not even when he would wake up was within his control.
Yet he kept calling Egg's name, over and over, hoping his cries might reach her — hoping that Egg, who had been gravely wounded for his sake, could hold on.
In this dream, the concept of time was blurred. Even Chu Feng himself could not tell how long had passed, but his calls never ceased — for in the dream, he needed no sleep and felt no fatigue. All he felt was deep, gnawing worry for Egg.
"Stop calling already — Her Majesty was sleeping so comfortably, and you just had to go and wake me up." Finally, Egg's sweet voice rang out, without the slightest hint of weakness — if anything, it carried a playful lilt.
"Egg, you're okay?"
At that moment, Chu Feng was overwhelmed with elation. Egg's voice sounded not like that of an injured person, but rather someone brimming with energy. Yet a sliver of doubt lingered — after all, this was a dream, and he could not be certain the voice had truly come from Egg.
"I've been fine for ages now. Stop sleeping — everyone's waiting for you. Wake up already." Egg's voice came once more, then vanished just as quickly.
And in that instant, Chu Feng felt the world before him blur, then plunge into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a large, comfortable bed. The familiar surroundings — that serene calm so utterly unlike anywhere else — could only be one place: the Ethereal Immortal Peak. He was on the Ethereal Immortal Peak.
"Ha! You're finally awake, you rascal." Egg's voice rang out once again.
"Egg, you're really okay — that's wonderful." Chu Feng's judgment was razor-sharp. The moment he awoke, he knew he had returned from the dream, and he could tell with certainty that both his injuries and Egg's had fully healed. They were both fine.
Most importantly, Egg's cultivation — her current cultivation — had advanced to the eighth-rank Martial Lord, identical to Chu Feng's own level. This transformation was, naturally, the result of Egg having refined the essence of
Egg was special — a seal on her body restricted her true cultivation. So even though she could devour human essence and regain her power, she was bound by multiple constraints.
These constraints grew more pronounced as her cultivation increased. Now, the amount of essence she needed kept growing larger, yet the gains she obtained were meager — much like Chu Feng's own situation.
Moreover, she differed from Chu Feng in one key respect: he could rely on all manner of rare heavenly treasures to bolster his strength, but Egg could depend on essence alone.
Therefore, now that Egg had attained the cultivation of an eighth-rank Martial Lord, Chu Feng was almost certain it could only mean she had refined every last bit of the essence he had seized.
Although such a vast amount of essence had only elevated her to the eighth-rank Martial Lord, Egg's combat power far surpassed Chu Feng's own. Viewed in that light, the eighth-rank Martial Lord cultivation was already an excellent result.
One could say that the greatest winner of this war was none other than Her Majesty Egg herself.
"Mm, it seems someone helped us in secret. Otherwise, there's no way we would have healed so quickly." Egg nodded, confirming the fact of her recovery.
"Someone helped us?" At these words, Chu Feng froze for a moment, suddenly recalling that he had indeed felt a gentle, tender power within the dream. But he could not be sure what that gentle force had truly been — after all, everything in the dream, he could not tell what was real and what was not.
"Chu Feng, you're awake!" Just then, a familiar voice called out. Turning toward it, Chu Feng saw
"Sister Fuyan." Upon seeing Qiushui Fuyan, Chu Feng's face lit up with joy as well. He could see that she was positively glowing, which meant everyone must be doing well — otherwise, she could not possibly be this cheerful.
"Chu Feng, don't get up — you've just woken. You should be resting." Seeing Chu Feng try to sit up, Qiushui Fuyan hurried forward to stop him.
"Don't worry, Sister Fuyan. I'm brimming with energy right now — nothing's wrong with me." Chu Feng smiled faintly and sat up anyway. He knew his own body well, and he was indeed fully healed.
"It seems what that elder said was truly correct — the moment you awakened would be the day of your full recovery." After scrutinizing Chu Feng closely and confirming that he was truly fine, the smile on Qiushui Fuyan's face deepened even further.
"An elder?" Chu Feng's expression shifted.
"When you were gravely wounded and unconscious, none of us could do anything. At the critical moment, it was an elder who stepped in and saved you."
"That elder had hair as white as snow and was blind. He said he had once crossed paths with you, which was why he lent you a hand."
"Oh, and someone mentioned that elder had lingered near the Boundless Blood Sea for many years. Do you remember anything about that?" Qiushui Fuyan explained.
"It was him?" At this, the realization struck Chu Feng like lightning. Of course he remembered the blind old man from the Boundless Blood Sea — the legend of the Ancestor of Destiny that the old man had told him was still as vivid in his memory as ever.
Back then, Chu Feng had sensed that old man was no ordinary figure — but he never imagined the elder was so powerful. Not only had he saved Chu Feng, but he had saved Egg as well. On that day, Chu Feng had felt just how weak Egg was — weaker and in far greater danger than even himself.
And now, not only was Egg alive and kicking, she had refined all the essence as well. This could only be the result of that elder's intervention. At that moment, Chu Feng felt utterly, boundlessly grateful toward him.
"Brother Chu Feng, you're awake?" Just then, another sweet voice rang out. Looking up, Chu Feng saw a beautiful figure approaching him.
This was someone Chu Feng not only knew but knew well —
The food was special — though small in portion, it was rich in nutrients and infused with healing medicine, clearly prepared especially for Chu Feng.
"Sister Yue, how come you're here too?"
Seeing Chu Yue made Chu Feng very happy. Back in the day, when he was bullied and unwanted in the Chu Family, Chu Yue had been the only one besides his father and brother who had been kind to him.
Still, as happy as he was, a trace of surprise crept in — he had settled Chu Yue and the others on the Eastern Continent, so how could she be here now?
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