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“Cluck, Cluck!”

“It’s a feud for killing my child, we can’t live under the same sky!”

“Wait…hold on!”

Lin Xiwen suddenly snapped back, looking embarrassed:

“No, I’m a human, not a chicken!”

“Damn it! This spirit chicken body subtly influenced my perception!”

“No wonder almost no one ever tries to possess spirit beasts…”

Lin Xiwen kind of realized.

Apparently, possessing a spirit beast, which seems straightforward, actually hides a large pitfail.

The body of a spirit beast could subtly assimilate one’s will without you noticing!

Unconsciously, he had put himself in the shoes of the spirit chicken; he even genuinely believed those eggs were his offspring…

“No! I’m a human! A real Golden Core! Not a chicken!”

He immediately suppressed the pain that naturally arose in his heart, trying to calm himself down.

However, he soon noticed something else wrong.

“He ate my offspring, doesn’t that mean I can’t increase my lifespan?”

“Damn demon cultivator! Once I return to my peak, I’ll shred you into pieces!”

Lin Xiwen was gnashing his teeth in anger, but all he could do was let out clucks.

Although Wang Ba had planted some knowledge in Lin Xiwen, he had no idea what Lin Xiwen was actually thinking.

Needless to say, the egg of a Class I top grade Spirit Chicken, solely in terms of spiritual energy, was no less than a lower grade spirit stone.

And the taste was incredibly delicious.

“Too bad Bu Chan isn’t here, otherwise we could have eaten together.”

He couldn’t help thinking of Bu Chan, but unfortunately he was now busy with his escape and there was no time to return to the residence of East Saint.

He also wondered if the fragrance bees she had fed had made any wax.

As he was about to leave, he accidentally discovered that the bird egg in the hut had finally hatched.

Unlike the spirit chickens, which came out covered in fluff, this birdie was bald all over, with only a tuft of wet bright yellow hair on its back.

What caught Wang Ba’s attention was the hook-shaped beak of the bird.

“A hawk type spirit beast? Can the eggs of hawk type spirit beasts be this small?”

Wang Ba recalled the books on beast control he had read, it seemed vaguely familiar, but for a moment, he couldn’t make out what breed the little bird was.

He casually took a Spirit Light Talisman for testing, and the result was quite surprising.

“It’s actually a Class II top grade!”

He looked at the little bird in front of him, somewhat astonished.

The newly hatched bird cannot even open its eyes, lying curled up in the nest, its tiny claws are kicking around but it just can’t stand up.

At this moment, a tiny mouse walking by could eat it up easily.

Who could imagine, it’s a spirit bird of the same grade as the Wu Monkey King!

Thinking of all his hard work raising the Wu Monkey King, only to be the same grade as this little weak bird, Wang Ba was speechless.

After thinking, he patiently waited for the bird to digest the egg yolk in its stomach. When it made a sign of wanting more food, he stuffed a freshly caught rat pup into the little bird’s mouth.

But even the little rat pup was too big for this tiny bird.

The key point is that the weak bird seemed to have no interest in it.

“Not a meat eater?”

Wang Ba frowned slightly.

Hawk type spirit beasts are generally carnivorous from a young age.

This shows that this weak bird might not be a hawk type.

He tried to feed it some chicken feed instead.

But the weak bird opened its mouth and cried out like a pig being slaughtered. However, it showed no interest at all in the chicken feed right in front of it. “You won’t eat this either?”

This worried Wang Ba.

Watching as the weak bird’s cries grew weaker and weaker.

After thinking for a moment, he came up with a solution.

He immediately grabbed a handful of spirit rice from his storage bag, shook his mana, and quickly ground it into powder. Then, he cracked a spirit chicken egg, discarded the egg white, and mixed the yolk with the rice flour.

Very soon, a small bowl of sticky rice soup was made.

This is a commonly used formula for vegetarian birds.

Then he gently heated it.

He carefully sucked some with a straw and then stuck it next to the weak bird’s hooked mouth.

As soon as the weak bird touched it, it hesitated for a moment, then clumsily opened its mouth wide. Its head was bobbing like a pile driver, slurping pointedly at the straw.

“It works!”

Wang Ba was thrilled.

In no time, the thin rice powder in the straw was sucked clean.

The crop on the little one’s neck bulged, almost bigger than its body.

Lying lazily in the nest, it soon began to snore.

Seeing this, Wang Ba was both amused and frustrated.

After a slight hesitation, he decided to store it in the Spirit Beast Bag.

With no one here to feed it, the little bird would probably starve to death soon.

Then he left the wooden house and packed up all the other spirit beasts except the hens that were still brooding.

Jia 15, who Lin Xiwen had possessed, was also included.

After doing all of this, he activated his flying magic tool and headed towards Canglan City.