AGDK Chapter 17

At the moment of escape, Han Zhiyuan finally couldn’t hold on any longer, closed his eyes, and plunged into darkness. When he opened them again, an endless blue sky greeted his sight, and his entire body ached so much that even breathing was a struggle.

Feeling a massive shadow to his left, Han Zhiyuan turned his head and was startled by a black egg that seemed five times larger than before. The egg lay on its back with its legs in the air, its big head had grown considerably, but its large eyes still looked at him pitifully, with the same dumb and aggrieved expression as before.

“Daddy~ Wuwuwu Daddy, you’re not dead~”

No, you’re the one who’s dead. Han Zhiyuan silently turned his head to the right and saw Feng Yu sitting expressionlessly beside him. Her slightly reddened eyes still looked down on him, but there was a hint of concern instead of the initial coldness and detachment.

Han Zhiyuan forced a smile, “I’m not dead.”

Feng Yu’s eyes flickered, “Not that easily!”

Han Zhiyuan was taken aback by his retort and felt a sudden coldness and even a trace of anger in Feng Yu’s eyes. But Han Zhiyuan couldn’t figure out why he was angry, so he kept quiet.

Han Zhiyuan struggled to sit up, and the black egg quickly rolled over, its body now four or five times thicker, almost pressing Han Zhiyuan back down. It was Feng Yu, with an unchanged expression, who extended a hand to help him. Han Zhiyuan realized then that although his entire body ached to the point of trembling, his internal injuries had all been healed, leaving only surface wounds.

Feeling a surge of emotion, Han Zhiyuan turned his head, only to see Feng Yu sitting with a cold face, eyes fixed straight ahead, not looking at him. Han Zhiyuan couldn’t help but smile.

“Daddy~ Daddy hug me~”

At that moment, Han Zhiyuan felt a large shadow disappear in front of him. Suddenly, a huge baby appeared before him, a chubby little boy with large, sparkling black eyes, drooling from his pink lips. The giant baby was naked, with particularly round buttocks and a dangling little thing in front, which nearly blinded Han Zhiyuan.

“You… you’re the black egg?” What part of you is black? And why are you exposed there?

“Daddy hug baby~” The black egg’s eyes lit up, drooling as he crawled onto Han Zhiyuan’s lap and clung to him, looking up at him with pitiful eyes, drool dripping onto Han Zhiyuan’s pants.

Han Zhiyuan, stunned, mechanically turned to look at Feng Yu, who glanced at him before looking at the drooling creature on his lap and said casually, “You’re a thousand years old.”

“Mommy, Mommy… Daddy hug~” The giant baby rolled happily on Han Zhiyuan’s lap, his big eyes watery as he looked at Feng Yu, acting spoiled.

What a bizarre little family!

Han Zhiyuan felt like he had been struck by lightning. Looking down at the drooling giant baby clinging to his pants, he couldn’t help but laugh.

In this moment of surviving the disaster, Han Zhiyuan had many thoughts, a rare quiet moment where he pondered a lot. He thought about why he was so desperate at the time, how he could return, what would happen to Feng Yu, and the black egg…

Han Zhiyuan said nothing, and naturally, Feng Yu didn’t speak either. The exhausted black egg fell asleep clinging to Han Zhiyuan’s leg, creating a tranquil atmosphere as if time had stopped.

After a long while, Han Zhiyuan suddenly saw a piece of copper appear before him, bringing him back to reality. Feng Yu, expressionless, handed him a copper piece engraved with sage’s Daoist techniques. Upon closer inspection, Han Zhiyuan saw a hint of embarrassment in Feng Yu’s slightly red eyes.

Han Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, “Don’t you want it?” He noticed that the previously damaged areas of the copper piece seemed to have been repaired, which surprised him, “You repaired it?”

“Yes,” Feng Yu said lightly, “I used my essence blood to repair it.”

Han Zhiyuan’s heart skipped a beat. Essence blood is the most precious thing for a cultivator, only second to the soul. Even if a cultivator’s body is destroyed, they can be resurrected with a drop of essence blood, showing its value. And a drop of essence blood from a demon emperor is a hundred times more precious than a saint-level elixir. Feng Yu had used it to repair the Daoist engraved copper, and what surprised Han Zhiyuan even more was that he was giving it to him?

Wasn’t Feng Yu following him silently all along for this Daoist engraved copper? Han Zhiyuan was puzzled.

But he didn’t ask. Han Zhiyuan just smiled and took Feng Yu’s hand. His hand was beautiful and delicate, appearing very thin but feeling exceptionally good to hold. Then, under Feng Yu’s surprised gaze, he placed the engraved copper back in Feng Yu’s hand.

“It’s a gift for you. How can you give it back?”

Actually, when Han Zhiyuan first learned about this object, he was a bit conflicted. He wondered if Feng Yu staying by his side was because he cared. But now, he found it laughable. Those things didn’t matter anymore, especially since he would be leaving no matter what.

“Why?” Feng Yu pursed his lips slightly, his red eyes showing confusion and other complex emotions that Han Zhiyuan couldn’t understand.

“This item is a hundred times more powerful in your hands than in mine. Don’t you think it’s a waste for me to keep it?” Han Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow, “Besides, as a demon emperor, shouldn’t you be able to protect me?”

When Han Zhiyuan said this, he noticed Feng Yu’s eyes flicker, and then they seemed a bit brighter. Instantly, Han Zhiyuan felt great, “Didn’t you say you wanted to show me your Wan Bird Peak?”

“Yes.” Feng Yu lowered his eyes, unconsciously tightening his grip on the returned engraved copper. It felt hot in his hand, with Han Zhiyuan’s warmth still lingering. He didn’t know why, but he had done many things that surprised even himself, and he seemed to be madly addicted to this person’s warmth.

All the unfamiliar feelings in his heart were related to this person. He even secretly checked the restriction deep in his soul, which had loosened considerably, surprising Feng Yu but also making him feel complicated. He remembered this person saying he was sent by a mysterious strong person to break his seal. Was he falling for him? Did he fall for him?

Feng Yu’s thoughts were complex. It seemed he had really done it. But did this mean he had to leave? Thinking of this, Feng Yu’s heart sank inexplicably.

Han Zhiyuan saw Feng Yu’s previously bright eyes inexplicably dim again and couldn’t understand why. Just as he was about to ask, Feng Yu suddenly threw the engraved copper back onto his lap.

“What does this mean?” Didn’t you just accept it?

“Keep it,” Feng Yu said coldly, not waiting for Han Zhiyuan’s response before continuing, “They will not let it go easily. They will probably come directly to Wan Bird Peak.”

Han Zhiyuan stiffened, instantly understanding. With the sage’s Daoist engraved copper in their hands, he was a nobody. All the blame would fall on Feng Yu. Besides, not to mention anything else, the large pile of immortal herbs and medicines looted by the black egg was still mostly in his storage ring. So, the Luoshui Holy Land would definitely retaliate at all costs.

But Feng Yu, unlike him, had deep ties and responsibilities with Wan Bird Peak.

“Sorry, it seems I’ve brought you a lot of trouble.” Han Zhiyuan said seriously for the first time, looking apologetic.

Feng Yu suddenly glanced at him, then lowered his head and said, “It’s not your fault.”

The Daoist engraved copper was indeed what he wanted. He said he wanted to help break the seal, and he willingly followed him. Instead, it was Han Zhiyuan who almost died several times because of him. And last night, the image of him recklessly charging at him deeply shook Feng Yu’s heart, lingering.

“You can use it to save your life,” Feng Yu said seriously, not looking at Han Zhiyuan, “I’ll come find you after dealing with the Wan Bird Peak matter.”

Han Zhiyuan’s heart suddenly skipped a beat and blurted out, “Feng Yu, do you like me?”

“What?” Feng Yu turned sharply, looking at Han Zhiyuan in shock. His usually cold and sharp red eyes lost their edge, and his slightly parted lips showed his surprise at the question.

But he quickly regained his composure, his pupils shrinking as he blurted out, “No.” Then he turned his head quickly, not looking at Han Zhiyuan, “This king never knows what it means to like someone.”

With “this king” slipping out, Han Zhiyuan smiled. He noticed the slightly red ears and the moment of panic in Feng Yu’s eyes, feeling inexplicably happy, “Good.”

As soon as he said this, he saw Feng Yu’s slightly darkened eyes. Han Zhiyuan quickly spoke up, “Let’s return to Wan Bird Peak now. The sooner we go back, the sooner we can prepare.”

“You…” Feng Yu frowned, hadn’t he just said not to go? Didn’t he know Wan Bird Peak was dangerous now?

“Did you forget? Your seal hasn’t been lifted, so I can’t leave you. Otherwise, that person will take my life.” Han Zhiyuan half-joked, not giving Feng Yu a chance to argue, then raised the engraved copper, “Is it okay if I keep this?”

Feng Yu could only keep a cold face and emit cold air. This person was really… inexplicable. But he didn’t leave… and for some reason, Feng Yu felt inexplicably happy.

The Peacock King’s speed was incredible, covering a month’s journey in three days. Han Zhiyuan truly witnessed the grandeur and magnificence of Wan Bird Peak.

Not only were the towering peaks shrouded in immortal mist, but also the countless birds everywhere, big and small, red, green, and of all colors. Han Zhiyuan was dazzled, finding it incredibly beautiful and magnificent.

Even more spectacular was riding on the white peacock’s back, with the black egg following, as they flew through the immortal mist peaks with Feng Yu. Everywhere they went, on the ground, cliffs, and in the air, all the birds respectfully bowed to the white peacock. Han Zhiyuan felt the sensation of being worshipped by all the birds, a scene that profoundly moved his soul and was beyond words.

Upon reaching his palace, Feng Yu’s first action was to notify the chiefs of the bird tribes: the Golden-winged Roc, the Crow Chief, and the Peacock Chief, instructing them to evacuate Wan Bird Peak as quickly as possible and head to the Four Symbols Holy Land, returning only after the crisis at Wan Bird Peak had passed. If it didn’t pass, Wan Bird Peak would merge with the Four Symbols Holy Land.

Though the chiefs were extremely reluctant, and hadn’t even had a chance to study the man their king was rumored to be with, they had no choice but to hastily arrange the evacuation. After all, Feng Yu was known for his decisiveness.

Han Zhiyuan witnessed Feng Yu commanding his subordinates, with a sense of superiority and grace that was incredibly handsome. It was a scene any man would envy. Han Zhiyuan suddenly felt that this high and mighty man, who was calm and collected, was just as cute as when he was beneath him, flushed and moaning.

Once all the birds had evacuated, leaving only the stubborn black egg and the two of them, Han Zhiyuan smiled at Feng Yu and suddenly said, “I think I’m starting to like you more and more.”

“Mm?” Feng Yu turned sharply to look at Han Zhiyuan, full of confusion. Then his handsome face uncontrollably blushed, looking extraordinarily beautiful. But the next moment, Feng Yu turned his head away.

“Hmph!”

As usual, Han Zhiyuan saw the red ears and laughed, “Is your mating season over?”

Feng Yu trembled, then turned to Han Zhiyuan and said softly, “No.”

Han Zhiyuan’s lips curled up, feeling great, “How about we enjoy ourselves before they arrive?”