The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 1300 – Daily Routine One

Chapter 1300 – Daily Routine One

A string of dark red light shot out from the mountain hole, wrapping around the egg, slowly turning the egg to let the heat evenly spread through it.

The moment the dark red string shot out, Bai Chen Feng felt his blood boiling; as though it was drying up from the heat. Before blood could come out of his mouth, it had already dried up into a blood clot at his throat.

He quickly retreated. When he reached the mulberry tree which was lower down, a wave of refreshing cold air enveloped him, dissipating the heat that was affecting him.

That was likely the True Phoenix Flames!

Bai Chen Feng felt as though he had just gone through a calamity and survived. He looked at the mountain hole that nearly took his life. The egg was peacefully experiencing the barbequing and even seemed to be very cosy.

Only then did Bai Chen Feng relax his heart. He took a breather underneath the mulberry tree before starting his exploration of the mountain valley.

The days spent within the valley quickly went by.

Bai Chen Feng has explored most of the valley by now. This land of rebirth has been ownerless for a long time. Although it has very powerful restrictions, it only focused on preventing demons from entering this place.

On the contrary, there was nary a single restriction within the valley. This place was peaceful and quiet; a utopia detached from the world.

Spirit plants grew plentifully within the valley and were well-aged. Most of them were particularly useful at curing burns like the ones Bai Chen Feng had suffered.

Little Yan was undergoing the refining process. Since even he was unable to approach, Bai Chen Feng believed no one else can harm her and focused his attention on recuperating from his injuries.

The waiting went on for ninety-nine days.

After experiencing its first baptism of True Phoenix Flames, the egg’s self-consciousness strengthened slightly. It now emits a burning heat that made it look like a fire egg and rolled out of the mountain hole. The rocks that it moved on turned into ashes, leaving a long charred path wherever it rolled.

Until it hit the trunk of the mulberry tree and circled around it a few times before it stopped moving.

It took quite some time before it finally recovered. The egg slowly inched towards the trunk of the tree and leaned on it. The mulberry tree trembled for a moment, that was when Bai Chen Feng noticed that the emerald jade-like leaves had lost a shade of the l.u.s.tre he had seen.

A visible strand of emerald energy came out of the mulberry tree and wrapped around the egg. The egg shook for a moment after being touched by the emerald energy and stopped moving.

The process repeated a few more times and the egg’s consciousness improved distinctly with each cycle. It was slowly able to communicate with Bai Chen Feng’s divine sense occasionally.

Although it was only simple expressions of desire and cravings, it was enough for Bai Chen Feng to release tears of joys.

This was the first time he was able to communicate with Little Yan after she turned into an egg.

He was no longer alone.

The guy was already in a state of wanting to offer the best things in the world to Little Yan. Now, he was even more docile and obedient.

From his perspective, the fussier Little Yan becomes, the happier he will be as it meant that Little Yan no longer treats him as a stranger.

Currently, he was the only person that Little Yan will entirely rely on. There was no one else. How could he not be happy?

Even if Little Yan demanded the moon in the sky, he would also think of solutions to get it.

Currently, Little Yan was only slightly fussy and picky about her environment. However, this was not a problem at all!

That was how the daily routine of the valley turned into:

Daily Routine One: The egg expressed that there needs to be music when it was being refined by the True Fire, it will not feel happy if there is no music. That was why Bai Chen Feng joyfully plucked off some mulberry leaves and used them as a leaf flute to play tunes he had learnt when he was a prince. He only stopped when the egg slept.