Chapter 96 Grilled Golden Crow Eggs? The Ninety-Sixth Day of Game Making...

"Nephew?" Xuanming scratched his head. "What nephew?"

The Ancestral Witches were formed from twelve drops of Pangu's essence blood, and the subsequent Witch Clan was also created from the essence blood of the Ancestral Witches, who mostly addressed each other as brothers and sisters. When Donghuang Taiyi suddenly mentioned a little nephew, Xuanming couldn't immediately guess who it was.

Donghuang Taiyi knew Xuanming's temperament all along, so at times like this, he had to explain things to him carefully: "The nephew is of course my brother and sister-in-law's child. Not long ago, my sister-in-law gave birth to ten little nephews, who are still in eggs and should hatch soon."

Xuanming finally understood the connection: "Oh, he's Di Jun's little brat."

"Di Jun is indeed quite dazzling, and his son must look good in clothes too." Xuan Ming recalled the scene of the Emperor driving the sun chariot towards Kunpeng, which was indeed very similar to the golden color on his own body.

However, his first thought was of his friend in front of him: "Your feathers are beautiful, and this outfit suits you well. Wait for me, I'll go collect peacock feathers right now and have the humans make a set for you another day."

Xuanming immediately wanted to leave, but Donghuang Taiyi grabbed him and said, "No need. I was just saying it casually. My nephews are still in their eggs and we don't know when they will hatch. We don't even know if they will look like their older brother or sister-in-law. It's too early to prepare clothes now."

"Besides, this outfit has so many layers, with wristbands and earrings. Just looking at it is tiring. It's fine to wear it in a game, but if you actually made it and wore it, even a bird's wings wouldn't be able to fly."

Donghuang Taiyi expressed his thoughts in the most straightforward language, and Xuanming immediately understood what Donghuang Taiyi meant, and sat back down.

"Alright, next time you want something, just tell me. And I'll also prepare any gifts your little nephews want." Xuanming patted his chest and made all the promises.

"It's still early." Seeing his friend's concern for him, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but complain, "I don't know where my brother and sister-in-law read some news, saying that the golden crow eggs should be kept close by to incubate, so that the baby golden crows will have better qualities."

"But they were both very busy people, and they didn't have time to carry ten eggs around. So in the end, they handed the job over to me. How could a male bird like me incubate eggs? If you ask me, I'll just hang them on the hibiscus tree like my brother and I did when we were first born."

Donghuang Taiyi poured out his grievances to his best friend, complaining about how a male bird without a mate was incubating eggs for his brother and sister-in-law. He couldn't be separated from them for even a moment, and had to bring ten eggs with him when he went out to visit his friend.

But Xuanming's focus was completely off: "You mean your ten little nephews are on you? I've never seen your little nephews before, let me see them." In their tribe, only brothers, sisters, and subordinates were born. He had never seen his little nephews before, so he naturally wanted to see this novel thing.

Xuanming rubbed his hands together, his expectant expression and eager eyes looking at new and interesting things were plain on his face, without any attempt to hide it.

Donghuang Taiyi rolled his eyes at his friend. The things on his friend's body were his ten unborn nephews, not some playthings. Why was he reaching out?

However, after so many years of getting along, he knew that Xuanming was just like that. If he didn't show it to him, Xuanming would keep nagging him about it for a while.

He hadn't even tasted the barbecue yet, and he didn't want to keep listening to Xuanming's ramblings.

"Let me make this clear beforehand, these are my little nephews, not toys. Don't touch them without permission," Donghuang Taiyi solemnly emphasized, then reached into his chest and grabbed a handful of eggs. Before he could finish one handful, he grabbed another, and so ten white and adorable golden crow eggs lay between Donghuang Taiyi's hands, slippery and still carrying a hint of scorching heat.

Each egg was the size of a normal bird egg, and ten eggs naturally couldn't fit in Donghuang Taiyi's palm. They were packed together, bumping into each other. Some eggs rolled into the air, but because of the pull of Donghuang Taiyi's spiritual power, they floated to the side. But clearly, they couldn't bear to leave the warmth of his palm, and squeezed together with their other brothers from the edge of his hand.

Xuanming was terrified. The eggshell was so thin that you could see tiny shadows inside even in the sunlight. With them jostling and using fire against each other, what if they broke?

He knew when he was taking the bird eggs that the eggs with broken shells wouldn't hatch, and he was even thinking of giving his nephews a gift when they met.

Thinking of this, he reached out and carefully placed the three eggs that were rolling on the edge into his palm. His cautious and hesitant manner amused Donghuang Taiyi, who then rolled the remaining seven eggs into Xuanming's palm.

Xuanming was tall with large hands, and the eggs all landed steadily in his palms. He remembered the rule that Donghuang Taiyi had initially instructed him not to touch them carelessly.

He carefully used his spiritual power to separate the eggs from his palm. He was incredibly strong; what if he accidentally crushed them? It was best to wrap them in soft water to ensure they were safe.

As soon as Xuanming started doing this, the ten eggs that had been peacefully sitting together in his palm scattered in all directions as if they had encountered some natural enemy, and some even rolled directly from the edge of Xuanming's palm to the ground.

Xuanming was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and even forgot to use his spiritual power, frantically grabbing one after another.

Seeing Xuanming's smile, Donghuang Taiyi took the initiative to help and used flames to wrap up the eggs one by one: "Haha, although they haven't been born yet, they are still of the bloodline of our Golden Crow clan. We are born from the sun and love fire the most. The water on your body is so cold and frigid that these little guys naturally don't want to go with you."

As he spoke, he unleashed the True Fire of the Sun upon the ten eggs, which, after burning down several palaces, landed on the fragile eggshells.

But these eggs were neither afraid nor dodged; instead, they charged straight at the flames, bathing in them. In no time, the enormous solar fire was completely consumed.

Donghuang Taiyi crossed his arms and watched his little nephew eat: "Look, that's it. They usually love eating fire, so they naturally don't like your water."

Xuanming's own Xuanming True Water is the most yin and cold substance in the world, which is the opposite of Donghuang Taiyi's Sun True Fire. Now that Donghuang Taiyi said this, he naturally understood.

Xuanming slapped his thigh: "Isn't it just that he likes to eat fire? Although I only have water, everyone else has fire."

"This is the fire seed of Zhurong that I asked Zhurong for when I was repairing the house last time. Do you think your little nephew will like it?"

Although it was a question, the result didn't require Donghuang Taiyi to answer at all. As soon as the Zhurong Divine Fire was brought out, the little golden crow eggs that had been circling the true fire of the sun all turned around and came to Xuanming's side.

Before long, the tiny spark was completely consumed, but the little eggs still seemed reluctant to leave, circling around Xuanming despite his icy aura.

This looks so familiar! Isn't this exactly how children in a tribe look when they've had a good meal and haven't had enough?

How could we let the child go hungry! Besides, my friend brought his little nephew to play in the witch tribe, but he didn't even get enough to eat. What will other people think of the witch tribe if word gets out?

Thinking of this, Xuanming felt a sudden sense of mission. He abruptly lifted the lid of the specially made alchemy furnace that was grilling various meat skewers, and the deep red flames inside suddenly surged up.

Fortunately, to make the roasted meat taste better, he had deliberately asked Zhu Rong for a lot of real fire to keep in the furnace, at least enough for these little guys to eat. Xuanming nodded at his own foresight.

As soon as the alchemy furnace was lifted, the aura of the divine fire of Zhu Rong spread out, and the eggs rolled into the furnace without any instruction, mixing together with the juicy and fragrant roasted meat.

From the outside, it looks like ten more white bird eggs have been baked on an oven.

Donghuang Tai immediately sensed something was wrong and reached out to pull his nephews out. But Xuanming stopped him, saying, "Can't you see they're enjoying their meal? I have plenty of Zhurong Divine Fire here; there's no need to make them stop halfway through."

Since the protagonist has said so, Donghuang Taiyi naturally can't take action, but it really looks very strange.

And do these little golden crows even know what "moderate" means? Normally, no matter how big the flame is, these eggs will be eaten clean. Now, if we give them a stove that can keep burning, how long will it take them to finish eating?

It has to be said that the Golden Crow understands the Golden Crow best. Just as Donghuang Taiyi was wondering just how big his nephews' appetites were, a strange cracking sound from within the flames caught his attention.

Of the ten small eggs, one, located right in the center of the stove, had developed a crack, while the others had all grown larger, now almost the size of chicken eggs. The familiar cracks, indicating hatching, gradually revealed themselves one by one.

"Isn't it because they can't hatch for a while?" Donghuang Taiyi suddenly attacked his several nephews who were about to be born, scooping them out of the furnace and turning them into birds, trying to fly away.

But the egg babies, who hadn't had enough to eat, naturally wouldn't obey Donghuang Taiyi's orders. They gnawed away at the solar fire that enveloped them and continued rolling towards the furnace.

Xuanming also protected the little eggs' freedom to eat: "They've just eaten too much and gotten bigger, so they're about to hatch. With you and me here to protect them, it's perfectly safe. Let them hatch here and let me see if your little nephew looks like you."

But Donghuang Taiyi resolutely refused, giving Xuanming a reason he couldn't refute: "My brother forbids me from dealing with the Wu Clan. If he were to discover that the little golden crow has hatched in the Wu Clan's tribe..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuanming decisively bent down and grabbed all ten eggs.

Xuanming shoved the eggs into Donghuang Taiyi's hands: "Go back quickly, don't let these little birds see you here."

"Okay, I'll come find you for barbecue again next time." Faced with the unexpected event, Donghuang Taiyi could only gather his nephews away and return to the Heavenly Court as quickly as possible to conceal his departure.

Fortunately, he was fast enough to squeeze his way to his brother and sister-in-law with the ten eggs that were about to hatch.

As for the obvious oil stains on the egg, the fragrant smell of roasted meat, and the innate divine fire on the eggshell that was clearly not the true fire of the sun, Donghuang Taiyi was frantically thinking about how to explain this to his clever older brother and sister-in-law in order to escape this calamity.

However, Donghuang Taiyi did not expect that this trouble caused by his nephew was only the beginning.

On that very day, as he was trying to sneak off to the desolate land to have a barbecue with his friends, he saw a group of familiar little figures blocking his doorway.

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Author's Note: Xuanming: Hey, little nephew, this is so much fun! Let me play with it! [starry-eyed]