Who Stole My Eggs?

Xie Zuo went to Mu Rong’s temple.

Mu Rong’s body was a big banyan tree. After he became a deity, his nature dictated that he liked all kinds of flowers, plants, and trees. He made the courtyard lush and verdant, like a rainforest.

However, Mu Rong didn’t have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery during the good times. He was born to be a hard worker, and the two emperors he served were more willful than each other. When Yun Jue was still there, the emperor didn’t care about the small things, at least he never missed the big things. When it came to Xie Zuo, he let go of all the big and small things. Mu Rong was so busy every day that he didn’t even have time to drink water, let alone sit down and appreciate the view.

As Xie Zuo walked, it seemed as if he would see Mu Rong’s hurried figure the next second, and his nagging voice rang in his ears.

The surrounding vegetation had already developed intelligence. Sensing Xie Zuo’s approach, they all obediently made way for him.

Xie Zuo entered Mu Rong’s study, and as soon as he opened the door, a puff of smoke and dust hit his face.

“Ahem—!” Xie Zuo was choked and coughed repeatedly.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Xie Zuo felt a twinge of pain in his heart when he saw the scene in the study clearly.

There were piles of books and scrolls, and everything near the desk had turned into ashes. On the large desk, there was a light-colored humanoid mark.

It was said that Mu Rong was working in the study when he was killed. Because he injured his waist while rescuing people in Wu Mountain and Meng Mountain, he did not dare to sit and could only stand.

Xie Zuo seemed to be able to see when Mu Rong was meditating at the table, fatal thunder and lightning suddenly passed through his chest, and his soul and body were immediately destroyed together. He collapsed on the table, still holding the scroll in his hand. The scorching lightning burned nearby books to ashes.

Xie Zuo slapped the table with a heavy palm, and the desk made of thousand-year-old immortal wood instantly turned into powder.

Mu Rong must have discovered something before being silenced by Tiandi!

Although Huo Yao was the only deity who could control the power of thunder and lightning, there was another one outside the Divine Realm and had supreme power, that was, Tiandi!

Mu Rong and the other divine envoys must have been killed by Tiandi, just to frame Huo Yao, causing him to be ruined and beyond redemption!

‘Huo Yao, what secrets are you hiding, and why won’t you tell me? You clearly know the evil in Tiandi, why are you trying to protect him to the death?’

Xie Zuo rubbed his empty left wrist. The bracelet Hua Yao gave him was also gone. The power of thunder and lightning that had been entangling him and imprisoning him on the demon soul tree also dissipated.

Xie Zuo finally got his freedom, but he lost almost everything, his husband, children, brothers, friends…

“Meow~!”

“Daddy!”

Two familiar voices suddenly came from the study; it was Lei Ya and Xie Jiao!

Xie Zuo looked around and heard only sounds but saw no shadows of them. “Where are you?”

“Meow meow meow!” Lei Ya screamed anxiously.

“If you can’t speak, don’t make any noise,” Xie Jiao was very calm. “Dad, we are in a book, the one on the top row of the bookshelf in front of you, second from the left.”

Xie Zuo quickly found the book and opened it. There were two talisman papers inside. One had a platinum-colored kitten printed on it, and the other had a transparent sea scorpion printed on it.

They were sealed inside. Xie Zuo quickly lifted the seal and released them.

“Meow!” Finally seeing Xie Zuo, Lei Ya jumped into his arms and rubbed himself like a baby, his big blue eyes filled with tears of grievance.

Xie Jiao, on the other hand, although she was a girl and much younger than Lei Ya, was very calm. She first bowed and saluted Xie Zuo respectfully, then hugged one of Xie Zuo’s legs and acted like a baby.

Xie Zuo bent down and hugged Xie Jiao into his arms, “Were you the ones sealed by Mu Rong?”

Xie Jiao nodded, “Yes, dad, Uncle Mu Rong sealed us in the book a week before the accident happened and told us not to speak out unless you came here in person.”

Sure enough, Mu Rong had already noticed something was wrong. He was already alert, but he still did not escape.

Because Lei Ya and Xie Jiao could not enter the abyss, it was Mu Rong who had been taking care of them, and it was Mu Rong who saved their lives!

“Xie Jiao, did you see who killed Mu Rong?”

Xie Jiao shook her head. “I didn’t see the murderer at all, only the sudden thunder and lightning. Uncle Mu Rong had no power to fight back…” Xie Jiao’s voice dropped. “We are too incompetent, we could only watch…”

Lei Ya also let out an angry growl.

“It’s not your fault, it’s because the enemy is too strong.” Xie Zuo hugged Lei Ya and Xie Jiao tightly. “I will protect you from now on, and no one can threaten you anymore.”

Lei Ya licked Xie Zuo’s chin with tears in his eyes, and Xie Jiao said seriously, “Please teach me more methods of cultivation. I want to become stronger and I want to protect you!”

Xie Zuo kissed her big head gently. “My good daughter has ambition, and we must all become stronger.”

Xie Zuo handed Lei Ya over to Alya. Although Lei Ya was the son of the great demon Shizhen and Lei Ze, he had a sweet and naive nature and had always been pampered. He lacked some wildness and murderous intent, making him suitable for being trained by a fierce group like the Northern Direwolves.

The Northern Plains wolves had not seen cubs for thousands of years. When they first saw a fluffy little thunder bud, the entire wolf pack was excited.

Lei Ya started to cry again amidst the howls of wolves.

Alya simply didn’t know how to express her gratitude. She held Lei Ya in her arms and refused to let go for a moment. She said happily, “Your Majesty, thank you for your gift. I will definitely treat him as my own and develop him into the most powerful warrior!”

“Yes.” Xie Zuo reached out and patted Lei Ya’s head. “Stop crying, you are a man, be brave.”

“Meow~” Lei Ya felt extremely wronged. ‘Why did my father abandon me to find my mother, and my adoptive father abandon me to a scary group of monster wolves, but he took my new sister away with him, woo woo woo.’

Xie Zuo decided to educate Xie Jiao personally. On the one hand, he found this girl was tough-minded, very independent, and had the demeanor of his mother, Emperor Xie Xiao. On the other hand, Xie Jiao’s cultivation foundation was still shallow. Unlike Lei Ya, who had the power inherited from his parents, she needed more guidance and help in the process of growing up.

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Xie Zuo and Xie Jiao left the Southern Kingdom and first went to Mu Rong’s hometown – Yuzhao.

Three thousand years ago, Mu Rong was a small banyan sapling growing on a hill in Yuzhao.

Xie Zuo still didn’t give up and still harbored a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to find the possibility of Mu Rong’s resurrection in his hometown.

However, thousands of years had passed, and there were no traces of the growth of the banyan tree.

Xie Zuo searched the mountain for a long time and had to admit that he had no choice.

Just as he turned to leave, a burly woodcutter with a beard suddenly appeared. “May I ask if you are Xie Zuo, the emperor of the Southern Kingdom?”

Xie Zuo looked at him. “Who are you?”

The woodcutter pointed to the firewood carried behind him. “As you can see, I am a woodcutter and also a local mountain deity.”

Mountain deity? All the deities in the Southern Kingdom were driven into the Asura Realm by him. Where did another mountain deity appear?

The woodcutter also knew that Xie Zuo didn’t believe him. “Let’s stop chatting. You want to save Mu Rong, and I want to save him too. I just need your help. Can you do it?”

Xie Zuo smiled. He liked such straightforward people. “How to do it?”

“Give me your deity status, and I can resurrect him.” The woodcutter said, carefully taking out a small sapling from his sleeve. “This is the real soul of Mu Rong. I calculated that he had this kind of misfortune, so I put it away in advance, so those other little fools wouldn’t steal it.”

Xie Zuo stretched out his hand and felt the sapling from the air. Sure enough, he caught the familiar scent. It was Mu Rong!

Xie Zuo handed over his deity status without hesitation, and the woodcutter accepted it unceremoniously. “Why are you so nice to him? You don’t like him too, do you?”

“I like him very much.”

The woodcutter was very unhappy. “Then give up on this idea. Mu Rong only likes me, so don’t try to meddle with him.”

“Ohhh,” Xie Zuo replied.

The woodcutter put away the sapling and disappeared immediately.

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As Xie Zuo left on the clouds, he heard the sound of breaking earth from the ground.

A sparkling big banyan tree was growing, with golden light on every green branch.

Little by little, starlight gathered toward the big banyan tree.

Xie Zuo waved to the big banyan tree. One day, they would meet again.