Chapter 58

Returning home.

Feng Yin picked up the little thing, letting it curl up in his arms and absorb the spiritual energy along with him, and began to cultivate the Spirit Transformation Classic.

The spiritual energy surged once again.

This cultivation lasted until the middle of the night before it came to a halt. His injuries had rapidly recovered, and the knife wounds had already scabbed over, not affecting his movements at all.

Feng Ying had already fallen asleep under the nourishment of a large amount of spiritual energy.

A small, fluffy ball.

Emitting a soft breathing sound.

"Surprisingly, it doesn't snore." Feng Yin, looking at Feng Ying's sleeping face, couldn't resist the urge to pet her.

Don't wake her up.

Feng Yin quietly got up, took the small basket over, which contained two cloud-piercing eagles and sky-splitting falcons, each smaller than a newly hatched chick.

These two little creatures were completely featherless, looking quite ugly.

Suddenly startled, they woke up from their sleep, trembling all over, clearly not adapting to the surrounding temperature, feeling cold and chilly.

Without further ado, Feng Yin created a spiritual energy vortex, dividing it into two parts and pointing them out.

The cloud-piercing eagle and the sky-splitting falcon were merely mediums for Feng Yin to conceal his identity, and even for sale, so he didn't care about whether the spiritual energy infusion was complete or not.

This method also facilitated the analysis of the effectiveness of the spiritual energy vortex in the Spirit Transformation Classic!

As his fingers pointed, the cloud-piercing eagle chick wobbled and fell asleep, while the sky-splitting falcon chick managed to endure the dizziness for several seconds before its head tilted and it fell asleep.

Then, a black and a white light halo enveloped the cloud-piercing eagle and the sky-splitting falcon, respectively.

Two fine streams of clear energy entered the meridians again.

Feng Yin then discovered that the energy from the infusion had not been completely consumed, with some still remaining!

"These two little guys couldn't even withstand one infusion!? Xiao Ying could fully endure it even before she opened her eyes, how different is this?"

"What does this halo mean... Xiao Ying didn't show any such signs back then."

"Is it the difference between flying beasts? These two are both flying demonic beasts and belong to the eagle family, but what do these two halos mean, one black and one white, so different?"

Feng Yin had no idea about these two questions.

But if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it.

Feng Yin was never the type to force things.

In his previous life, for many questions, Feng Yin just wanted to know the answers, not how they came about. Digging deep into the roots was too exhausting!

For example, if mantou (steamed bun) is delicious, I just eat mantou; why bother with the whole process from planting wheat seeds to turning them into mantou?

Is the process important?

I just want the result!

Similarly, in this life:

Where did the knife come from?

Where did the Spirit Transformation Classic come from?

Such mysterious things, if they happened to ordinary people, they might investigate, but Feng Yin had no interest in studying them for even a second.

Why bother with so much?

Feng Yin was always a simple person.

I don't care where they came from; they are mine now, I can use them, and I know how to use them.

As for the rest, they are just clouds, irrelevant.

After a while, the two halos slowly dissipated.

Feng Yin was surprised to find that the two little creatures in the nest had turned into two small fluff balls. Although they were still smaller than sparrows, they had already grown feathers.

More surprisingly... although the cloud-piercing eagle and the sky-splitting falcon are both eagles, they are usually enemies, competing for food, and if they meet in the sky, it's usually a fight to the death.

But now, their four little claws were intertwined, their small bellies pressed together, one's head on the other's shoulder, and the other's head on the first's shoulder, almost in a close embrace, almost overlapping.

Feng Yin found it very interesting.

One breath, the belly bulges, pushing the other's belly down; the next breath, the other's belly bulges, pushing the first one down... they were perfectly synchronized.

One goes up, the other goes down, forming a pattern.

Feng Yin found it increasingly interesting, and as he continued to observe, he was surprised to find that the downy feathers on the two little creatures were still growing, although very slowly. In just the time he had been watching, they had grown to a few centimeters in length.

Moreover, they were still growing, and a faint black speck appeared on the skin.

Clearly, real feathers were beginning to sprout.

"Damn, at this speed, I need to hurry and get them some food."

Feng Yin rushed out, quickly mixed half a pot of porridge, and then crushed a low-level elemental pill and threw it in.

It wasn't that Feng Yin didn't want to make other food; it was just that he couldn't make anything else besides porridge. Even if he tried, it wouldn't be as good as porridge.

As expected, the two little creatures opened their eyes and immediately started chirping.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

Their eagerness was clear; they were starving.

As soon as the porridge was brought over, the two little creatures, driven by instinct, dove right in, even falling into the large bowl.

They started eating frantically.

While eating, they pushed each other, the cloud-piercing eagle trying to push the sky-splitting falcon out of the bowl, and the sky-splitting falcon pushing back, no longer as harmonious as before.

The two little creatures, just having opened their eyes, had already started their racial battle, competing for food.

Feng Ying cautiously poked her head out from the bed to look at the two little fluff balls, her eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

What a mess, so ugly.

To fight over food so fiercely, how unsightly!

Haven't they eaten in eight generations?

What a disgrace to cats!!

No, they should be a disgrace to eagles!!

How can eagles be compared to cats?

Cats belong to the feline family, the ancestors of tigers, what do eagles have to compare with cats?

Feng Ying elegantly took a few steps on the bed, her posture high and cold, her demeanor proud and graceful.

Then she saw Feng Yin.

With a "yee" sound, she leaped off the bed, not landing, but crossing three feet of space and silently hanging onto Feng Yin.

Climbing up his body, she quickly entered his collar, using her head to rub against Feng Yin's chin, demanding attention.

You haven't petted me today?

Why are you always looking at these two ugly little things?

Don't you know what is beautiful and what is ugly?

Feng Yin hurriedly started petting her.

Feng Ying, enjoying the attention, tilted her head to look at the cloud-piercing eagle and the sky-splitting falcon, her high and cold demeanor becoming even more pronounced.

Cats and eagles are different, and you are even more different from me. Do you have the same treatment as me?

The little eagles and falcons didn't notice the future leader watching them with a predatory gaze.

Their little beaks pecked away, not even lifting their heads, forcing the food down their throats...

In no time, they finished the large bowl of porridge and started eating their own feet.

Their little bottoms facing each other, they were still entangled.

Pushing each other's bottoms.

Their unsteady little claws gripping the ground, they leaned forward and quickly pushed back.

Eating while pushing, they were knocked off balance but kept pushing, clearly trying to knock each other down to eat alone.

"Truly, they are a naturally aggressive and combative species..."

Feng Yin was amazed, a scene he had never seen in his two lives.

He naturally didn't realize that these two little creatures were originally rejects, just born, and knew nothing; even knowing how to eat was an instinct.

However, the spiritual energy vortex shared by the two little creatures made them much smarter, their intelligence greatly enhanced, and their innate talents significantly evolved.

Feng Yin, having no experience with these, naturally couldn't see the subtleties.

Even if these two little creatures were to return to their siblings, they would be the standout among the group, far surpassing their peers in both potential and ability.

It could be said: "Thirty years on this side, thirty years on that side. No, it should be: When you looked down on me, now I am beyond your reach!"

Soon, the two little creatures, following the scent, found the large pot, spreading their wings like airplanes and wobbling over, diving right in.

Gulp gulp...

Feng Yin found that these two little creatures weren't just hungry; they were starving, their bellies already round, but they kept eating without restraint.

When he carefully lifted them out with two fingers, he felt like he was lifting two billiard balls...

One rubbed against his left hand, the other against his right.

After the infusion, for them, Feng Yin was the closest person, the only one.

But at the same time, their innate ferocity was beginning to show.

The cloud-piercing eagle looked at Feng Yin with affection and dependence, but when it saw the sky-splitting falcon, its eyes turned fierce.

It was a look of "sudden discovery of an irreconcilable enemy"!

Clearly, even with their beaks still yellow, they could glare and peck with their little beaks.

Very fast.

And the sky-splitting falcon responded in the same way.

Pecking fiercely.

Both little creatures were extremely aggressive.

Bang!

The two little beaks collided fiercely, both letting out a cry, their bodies rolling on the ground like balls.

Struggling to stand up, their four little eyes still glaring at each other.

Then they charged, pecking each other fiercely again!

The enmity was intense.

I live, and it cannot!

Although very young, without feathers.

But their ferocity and cruelty were frightening.

It was a kind of "from the womb, not valuing the lives of other beings" cruelty.

In their tiny, innocent eyes, there was already a sense of "viewing all beings as grass."

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[Updating early, today is really tough; feeling like my waist is about to break.]