Chapter 1333: Dragon Egg

As they spoke, the reincarnated people from Da Chu had already arrived, a massive group of over ten thousand, forming a dark, ominous crowd. Notably, whether male or female cultivators, none of them looked particularly pleased.

The Yuling family experts cleared their throats awkwardly and stepped forward with forced smiles, their expressions more embarrassed than the last. "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. It's like the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple—please forgive us, our in-laws."

"Oh, come on," Huang Daogong said with a grin, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth. As he spoke, he pulled a club from his storage bag.

Like him, most of the reincarnated people were acting strangely. The male cultivators swaggered around with toothpicks in their mouths, each holding some kind of weapon, looking like a bunch of rowdy troublemakers.

As for the female cultivators from Da Chu, they all smiled radiantly, but they were all rolling up their sleeves in unison.

The Yuling family experts who had come to greet them wore increasingly odd expressions. The group opposite them was clearly not quite right—smiling happily, yet somehow unsettling.

Sure enough, the main event unfolded quickly. The leading Yuling family expert hadn't even finished his polite exchange before Huang Daogong pulled him aside. "We're here to have a chat with your third young master."

"Dao friend, what are you—"

"No worries, we're not petty people." The Da Chu reincarnated people surged forward en masse, shoving the Yuling experts who were trying to bow and exchange greetings out of the way. In an instant, the Yuling family's third young master was surrounded in layers upon layers.

"What are you doing? What are you all doing!" The Yuling family's third young master panicked, nearly bursting into tears on the spot.

"Don't be afraid; this is just our hometown custom—we show affection by giving someone a good thrashing." With that, Huang Daogong swung his club down, and the other reincarnated people joined in, overwhelming the poor fellow.

Screams like those of a slaughtered pig soon echoed through the heavens and earth, as piercing as ever.

The scene was utter chaos, leaving the Yuling family experts twitching at the corners of their mouths. They had just said they weren't petty, so why the sudden attack? Where are you all from with such bizarre customs?

Many of them glanced toward Xingyue Shengnu, who stood calmly in the distant sky, gazing at the endless heavens as if nothing were amiss. "The weather today is quite nice."

Seeing Xingyue Shengnu's demeanor, the Yuling family elders stroked their beards meaningfully, suddenly feeling an urge to compose poetry.

In the valley, Ye Chen emerged and couldn't help but wince at the bloody spectacle.

Now that the reincarnated people had all come out, Zhou Yi was the only one missing. Someone like him had seen through too many illusions and preferred tranquility, so the secluded valley with its quiet woods was perfect. He had no desire to go to the Yuling family's immortal mountain.

It wasn't until some time later that the reincarnated people finally stopped, each wearing a look of sheer satisfaction on their faces.

As for the Yuling family's third young master, he was left sprawled out in a perfect spread-eagle position, beaten so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him. The Yuling experts all sighed and clicked their tongues in amazement. This was more than just a fierce local culture!

After that bloody interlude, the two groups finally set off on their journey back.

The Yuling family's third young master was completely subdued this time, hanging his head like a meek little lamb. That bunch of shameless brutes had shown no mercy—they'd even made the poor kid cry.

"Here!" Murong Yunhuang couldn't stand it any longer and shot him a stern glare, handing over a roll of clean white handkerchief.

"This is great!" The Yuling third young master chuckled awkwardly, wiping his nosebleed and quickly taking it. He grinned shamelessly and couldn't resist sniffing the handkerchief's feminine scent deeply—it felt amazing.

Murong Yunhuang watched, feeling both annoyed and amused. At over a thousand years old in her past life, she never thought she'd smile so radiantly at a two-hundred-something-year-old cultivator. It was a tenderness unique to women.

Perhaps after enduring a brutal war and another two hundred years of reincarnation, she hadn't had a romance of her own in her previous life. Now, in this one, she yearned for a home of her own.

Night had fallen by the time the twenty thousand or so people returned to the Yuling Immortal Mountain.

The Yuling family experts were fine with it; after all, it was their own immortal mountain, so they knew it like the back of their hand.

The reincarnated people, however, were full of curiosity. They had all reincarnated in this star domain and had heard of the Yuling family's fame—it was the only major power here that could rival the Baiyue Divine Cult.

Xingyue Shengnu walked alongside Ye Chen, enthusiastically introducing everything along the way.

Ye Chen followed quietly, subtly activating his immortal eye to scan the immortal mountain.

He had been here before, but only outside. Now, inside, it felt entirely different. Misty clouds swirled around, like a paradise on earth. The mountains connected seamlessly, vast and majestic. The sheer pressure from the terrain alone was overwhelming—not something an ordinary person could withstand. It was incredibly domineering.

Beyond that, there were numerous terrifying restrictions and hidden formations, all linked to this powerful force.

Witnessing the Yuling family's strength firsthand, Ye Chen felt reassured. Placing the reincarnated people here would ensure their safety; the defenses were top-notch compared to other stars.

"Hmm?" As he looked, he suddenly sensed a strange power flash by—extremely subtle and mysterious.

"What is that thing?" Ye Chen murmured to himself, narrowing his immortal wheel eye slightly as he focused on the depths of the immortal mountain. It was as if he could see through countless peaks and restrictions to a brilliantly radiant golden egg.

Vaguely, he heard a faint dragon roar, and a pressure from his bloodline arose. The creature inside that egg had a bloodline on par with his Saint Body bloodline.

Frowning slightly, he activated his Zhou Tian divination to secretly deduce the origin of the golden egg.

But upon calculating, his expression turned stunned.

This was shocking to discover—the golden egg deep in the immortal mountain was also a reincarnated person.

"Why didn't I detect it earlier?"

"Is it because the dragon hasn't hatched yet?" Ye Chen pondered this doubt. He had been able to divine Zhou Yi, so why not this golden egg?

"Saint Master?" Seeing Ye Chen pause, Xingyue Shengnu called out tentatively.

His train of thought interrupted, Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and looked at Xingyue Shengnu. "What is that golden egg?"

At his words, Xingyue Shengnu was startled, feeling a mix of shock. That golden egg was an absolute secret of the Yuling family, related to the dragon race and of great importance. Few knew about it, and it was surrounded by numerous hidden formations that even a Saint King would struggle to detect. Yet, Ye Chen had seen right through it.

Still, considering Ye Chen's abilities, she quickly accepted it and didn't hide anything. "It's a dragon egg."

"So it really is a dragon egg." Ye Chen smiled, thinking to himself that Qi Wang hadn't lied to him. This star domain indeed had a dragon egg, and it was with the Yuling family—and not just any ordinary dragon.

"It was obtained by my family ancestor during an outing in the past," Xingyue Shengnu continued. "But it's quite strange. Two hundred years have passed, and it's only grown larger, but no dragon has hatched from it."

"Dragons aren't like other races. If it hasn't broken its shell in two hundred years, it must be no ordinary dragon," Ye Chen said slowly. "Its bloodline is extremely powerful; even my Saint Blood is stirring."

"My Ling Bloodline is the same," Xingyue Shengnu said softly. "Its bloodline is indeed dominant."

"It's also a reincarnated person."

"A reincarnated person?" Xingyue Shengnu was stunned, looking at Ye Chen in astonishment. "Saint Master, are you sure?"

"No mistake about it." Ye Chen smiled faintly. "I came here before but didn't realize it was a reincarnated person. The reason is likely a mysterious force within the dragon egg that blocked my divination. Now, with targeted calculation, I'm certain it's a reincarnated person."

"Do you know whose reincarnation it is?" Xingyue Shengnu asked eagerly, her beautiful eyes full of hope.

"A very interesting little thing."

"A little thing?"

"Could I possibly get in contact with it?" Ye Chen asked.

"I'm afraid I can't decide that," Xingyue Shengnu said with a helpless smile. "It's all because of its special status. But I'll ask the ancestor; it should be fine. He dotes on me the most."

"I don't have much time."

"I understand; I'll do it as quickly as possible." Xingyue Shengnu smiled and ascended to a towering immortal mountain—this was the residence she had arranged for the reincarnated people, spacious enough for thirty or fifty thousand.

Huang Daogong and the others weren't polite at all, casually saying that everything was covered with Xingyue Shengnu looking out for them.

After settling the reincarnated people, Xingyue Shengnu left, probably to consult the ancestor about seeing the dragon egg.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, waiting for news. If needed, he had other ways to access the dragon egg, but asking first was just a matter of courtesy—he didn't want to cause trouble for Xingyue Shengnu.

Xingyue Shengnu was efficient. Before going to see the ancestor, she didn't forget to instruct her family, and soon, piles of cultivation materials were being delivered— all high-quality and in massive quantities.

"What's the divine maiden thinking?" Watching the heaps of materials being sent to the immortal mountain, the Yuling family elders were baffled. "Who are those people she brought back?"

"I hear they're all Murong Yunhuang's relatives," an informed elder said, stroking his beard lightly.

"Nonsense, I've been to Murong Yunhuang's family, and there weren't any like them."

"Even if they are relatives, this is over the top!" someone muttered with a grimace. "I saw it clearly—the amount is scary. I've never seen treasures delivered like this before."