Chapter 6: Ziling's Birth
Bo City, High-speed rail station.
"Uncle Fu, Master must have arranged accommodation for us in Bo City, right?"
Ye Feiyang, carrying a large snakeskin bag, turned to look at Uncle Fu and smiled.
However, to Ye Feiyang's surprise, Uncle Fu did not nod; instead, he shook his head.
"All the resources your master prepared for you are in the spatial ring; there is no property. Furthermore, your master said you should live at school."
"Then where will you live, Uncle Fu?"
Hearing that he had to live at school, Ye Feiyang looked at Uncle Fu with a puzzled expression.
"This old man has his own place."
Uncle Fu looked at Ye Feiyang with a cheerful smile, but he did not say where he would be staying.
"Alright then, let's find a hotel and stay for a night first."
Ye Feiyang stretched his waist, sounding quite helpless.
"After such a long journey, my back and waist are aching."
"Naturally."
Uncle Fu smiled and nodded.
Upon arriving at the hotel, they booked two king-sized rooms. Ye Feiyang carried the snakeskin bag into his room.
He carefully placed the snakeskin bag on the bed, opened it, and took out the large egg.
"Little fellow, try to keep the commotion down later."
Ye Feiyang reached out and touched the eggshell, speaking softly.
The egg gently swayed twice, as if responding to Ye Feiyang's words.
"Okay, then let's begin."
Ye Feiyang's eyes gleamed with excitement. He bit his finger, squeezing out a few drops of crimson blood, which he then dripped onto the surface of the egg.
The fresh blood did not slowly run down the eggshell; instead, it was directly absorbed by the egg. As the blood disappeared from the egg's surface, the originally dull gray patterns on the eggshell instantly brightened. These gray patterns quickly spread across the entire egg, intricate yet containing an inexplicable regularity.
It looked chaotic but was not messy.
At this moment, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky above the hotel where Ye Feiyang was staying. Immediately afterward, the pitch-black clouds spread outwards, gradually enveloping the entire Bo City.
As it was already late, the streets of Bo City were brightly lit, and few people noticed the anomaly in the sky. At most, they just felt a sudden sense of oppression.
Meanwhile, in the other room, Uncle Fu, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. His figure instantly vanished from the bed.
"Indeed, just as the master speculated, if Young Master Fei Yang's egg were to hatch in the Imperial Capital, it would undoubtedly cause a huge stir. It seems the young master had anticipated this, which is why he chose to come to Bo City."
Uncle Fu looked at Ye Feiyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the egg beside him, sighing inwardly.
"This!!!"
Then, Uncle Fu's eyes widened, and he stared at everything before him with an incredulous gaze.
He saw that the originally bright gray patterns on the egg suddenly dimmed, and then a dense silver light surged from the egg towards Ye Feiyang's body.
An invisible magical array subtly enveloped Ye Feiyang and the egg.
At this moment, Uncle Fu no longer cared to sigh. He slightly tugged his hands in mid-air.
The mighty thunderbolts hidden within the dark clouds instantly vanished between heaven and earth without a trace, leaving only a strong scent of lightning lingering in the clouds.
"What kind of monster will this egg hatch? It not only possesses an extremely pure source of spatial energy, but even its breaking open can draw down heavenly lightning."
After completing all this, Uncle Fu was secretly alarmed.
At this moment, on a city wall, a burly man in a green military robe stroked the thick stubble on his chin, his eyes filled with surprise as he looked towards Bo City.
"That powerful lightning aura has disappeared? Could there be a strong expert living in seclusion in Bo City?"
"Since the young master is fine now, I should go back to my room and sleep."
Uncle Fu stretched and hammered his waist, letting out a long sigh.
"Alas, I'm truly getting old. Just a little activity and I feel tired."
"It's so wet, what's licking me?"
Ye Feiyang, with his eyes closed, suddenly felt his face sticky, and a soft object was slowly wiggling on his face. He groaned softly.
He reached out and grabbed the "object" on his face.
"Awoo~"
A soft, cute sound rang out.
Hearing the sound, Ye Feiyang suddenly opened his eyes, flipped over, and sat up. He looked down at the "object" he was holding in his hand—
A silver tail, still covered in some unknown liquid.
That sound, of course, came from the owner of the tail.
"So it was you who hatched."
Ye Feiyang looked at the eggshell beside him, which had a broken opening. He immediately understood and a slight smile appeared on his face.
"Awoo~"
The cute, soft sound rang out again.
What Ye Feiyang saw was an adorable little beast covered in mucus, its appearance unclear, with a pair of bright purple eyes staring at him fiercely but cutely.
"My apologies."
Ye Feiyang extended his other hand, righted the little beast's inverted body, and then gently placed it on the bed, a hint of apology on his face.
The little beast let out a low growl, then flicked its tail, ignoring Ye Feiyang, and slowly crawled towards the eggshell, step by step.
Watching the little beast's "difficult" crawling, Ye Feiyang reached out, picked it up, and placed it inside the eggshell.
The little beast turned its head to glance at Ye Feiyang, then lowered its head, opened its mouth, and began to eat the eggshell bit by bit.
As the eggshell diminished, the little beast underwent significant changes. The mucus on its body was gradually absorbed, its body grew larger little by little, and shiny silver scales gradually appeared on its body.
As the last piece of eggshell was swallowed by the little beast, its appearance had suddenly transformed.
From the size of a puppy just now, it had grown to the size of an adult cat. Shiny silver scales covered its entire body, a pair of silver-glowing fleshy wings grew on its back, it had strong limbs, sharp hooked claws, and small horns on its head.
"So you're a dragon!"
Ye Feiyang clearly saw the little beast's true form, a look of excited joy on his face as he embraced the little dragon.
However, the little dragon now was not comparable to the little dragon from before.
The little dragon raised its two claws, pressed them against Ye Feiyang's body, and with a gentle push, Ye Feiyang instantly fell onto the bed.
After pushing Ye Feiyang down, the little dragon's fleshy wings on its back gently flapped, and it flew to Ye Feiyang's chest and landed.
"Little fellow, get down quickly."
As the little silver dragon landed, Ye Feiyang's face instantly flushed red. He felt as if a giant rock was pressing down on his chest.
A hint of cunning flashed in the little silver dragon's eyes. It then lay on Ye Feiyang's chest, turned around, and its tail, facing Ye Feiyang's face, wiggled up and down.
"Little fellow, I see your whole body is covered in silver scales. How about I call you Little Silver?"
The pressure on his chest suddenly lessened. Ye Feiyang reached out and stroked the little silver dragon's smooth silver scales, speaking softly.
"Awoo~"
"Slap!"
The little silver dragon let out a discontented cry, and its wiggling tail directly slapped Ye Feiyang's face.
"Then, should I call you Little Dragon?"
"Slap!"
"Seeing that your eyes are purple, how about I call you Little Purple?"
"Slap!"
"This one won't do, that one won't do. Then you think of a name for yourself."
"Awoo~"
"Since you want to be called Ziling, then Ziling it is."