Free Web NovelChapter 133: Chapter 133: A Premature Egg?
Feng Yansheng stood by the window of the main shrine, where only he was allowed to stay, and it is also the place where they worship the beast god.
His gaze was calm as he watched the distant chaos of the emissaries in the temple; once again, his temple has become lively.
He felt like a puppeteer watching a play he had already won. However, his smug expression vanished in a heartbeat.
A sudden tremor vibrated through his personal domain...the private space where he had hidden the egg. It wasn’t a physical shake, but a spiritual one.
He immediately closed his eyes, letting his consciousness slip into his domain.
In the center of the safe space, the Winged Serpent egg was no longer sitting quietly. It was glowing with a faint light, and the shell was vibrating.
Feng Yansheng was genuinely shocked. Is the egg hatching? He furrowed his eyebrows in deep confusion.
According to the records of the Winged Serpent Clan, it usually takes at least 53 days for a high-grade egg to hatch after being laid.
It had barely been a month since Yue Yue had given birth to it.
A premature hatching was almost unheard of, especially for a powerful bloodline that usually required more time to absorb energy.
Is the cub so strong that it’s forcing its way out early? Or is something wrong?
He didn’t have time to guess. He snapped his eyes open, his voice echoing through the hall with an authority that made the air turn heavy.
"Wei Han!"
Wei Han, his personal attendant who was always lingering nearby, scrambled into the hall and bowed low.
"High Priest! I am here!"
"Go immediately," Feng Yansheng commanded in an urgent tone. "Find Han Soi and bring him here. Then, find the Chief Temple Doctor and bring him as well."
He stopped before adding another sentence. "And tell Han Soi it is a matter of life and death for the bloodline. Move!"
Wei Han’s eyes widened. He had never seen the High Priest look so genuinely bothered.
Usually, the man was as cool as ice. Without asking a single question, Wei Han bowed and ran out of the room at full speed.
He didn’t know why he was calling Lady Yue Yue’s beast husband and a doctor, but he knew the tone of a man who was facing an emergency.
When Wei Han finally caught up to Han Soi in the temple’s eastern corridor, he was panting, his face pale with exertion.
Han Soi stopped in his tracks, his hand instinctively dropping to the hilt of his sword as he had just come out after practicing; he could sense the urgency radiating from the attendant.
"Duke Han Soi..." Wei Han gasped, bracing his hands on his knees to catch his breath.
"The High Priest... he sent me. You must come to the main shrine immediately."
Han Soi’s eyes narrowed, his body tensing like a coiled spring. "What happened? Is it Yue Yue? Is she in danger?"
Wei Han shook his head frantically. "Lady Yue Yue is sleeping. But the High Priest... his expression... I have never seen him look so serious. He told me it is a matter of life and death for the bloodline. He has also summoned the Chief Temple Doctor."
The mention of the "bloodline" made Han Soi’s heart skip a beat. He didn’t need any more information.
If it involved the bloodline and the Doctor, it could only mean one thing. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
"Did he say anything else?" Han Soi pressed, his voice dropping to a dangerous, low rumble. "Any details about the disturbance?"
"No, my Lord," Wei Han replied, still struggling for air. "He only said to bring you at once. He looked... troubled."
Han Soi nodded; he knew pressing Wei Han for more would have been a waste of time.
Aside from Han Soi and the High Priest, no one in the world knew the secret: the egg was hidden within Feng Yansheng’s personal domain.
Han Soi didn’t wait for an explanation. He immediately dashed towards the main shrine.
He remembered the moment the egg had first vanished.
Initially, he had been ready to kill Feng Yansheng, but when the priest explained the nature of his personal domain, Han Soi had stopped.
He realized that even he, the father, couldn’t sense the egg’s presence once it was inside that void.
His eyes had lit up with a new, desperate hope. If he couldn’t sense it, neither could his father, Han Qiaone, or the greedy members of his clan outside.
It was the most secure place in the world. No one could steal it, and no one could take it by force.
They had reached a silent agreement: the egg would stay in that void until the day it hatched.
Han Soi burst through the heavy doors of the main shrine. The room was dim, lit by flickering small floating orbs...that cast long shadows against the walls. In the center of the room, Feng Yansheng was sitting on a massive, imposing chair.
It was a throne reserved only for the High Priest, a relic of the lost human civilization.
Feng Yansheng didn’t move as Han Soi approached. He remained leaning back, but his face was uncharacteristically serious. His eyes met Han Soi’s, and for once, there was no rivalry in them.
"You’re here," Feng Yansheng whispered, his voice echoing in the quiet room.
"What happened?" Han Soi demanded, his breath coming in short gasps from the sprint. "Why did you call for the doctor?"
Feng Yansheng knitted his brows, his gaze flickering toward the empty space in front of him. "The vibration is getting stronger. It seems... the egg is going to hatch."
Han Soi froze. He felt as if the floor had been pulled out from under him. " What? Now?"
His heart hammered against his ribs. It had only been a month. The logic of his bloodline said this was impossible.
"It’s too early. Is the cub okay? Is he in danger?" freewebnσvel.cѳm
Feng Yansheng stood up from his ancient throne, his long robes sweeping the floor.
"I don’t know. That’s why the doctor is coming. But one thing is certain: your son is tired of waiting. He’s coming out, ready or not."
