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Chapter 373 The Little Ancestor's Rebellious Canary (2)

Qingyao cast spells one after another, and the fat black chicks with their bellies turned up trembled and flew up one by one, gathering together to envelop the huge "bald chicken".

A giant egg was formed from plump black chicks, one of which was lit up by a magic spell, and then the light spread out as if it were spreading.

When the entire pitch-black giant egg was lit up, the black fat chicks merged together, forming a truly black eggshell.

The eggshell is smooth like lacquered wood, and the golden patterns unique to phoenix eggs emerge on its warm surface.

Golden patterns cover the eggshell, connecting to the last thread, giving the entire egg a warm glow.

All changes stopped there. Qingyao beckoned, and the giant egg flew toward her. When it landed and hovered in front of her, it was only the size of an adult curled up with their knees drawn up.

Qingyao admired it for a moment, then reached out to touch and sense it.

The spot where her hand rests will spontaneously glow with a faint golden light, as if in response to her, or as if deliberately trying to please her.

With a wave of her hand, she placed the black egg into a bird's nest in the side hall of the rear palace, which was made of Xuanjing (mysterious crystal).

The bird's nest adjusts itself to the appropriate size according to the size of the black egg, fitting the egg perfectly inside.

The indoor temperature is automatically adjusted to a suitable level according to the needs of the black eggs.

Qingyao walked slowly in and pointed a finger into the hall. Time flew by inside the hall, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the big black egg began to shake.

The sound of "dodo" gently pecking at the eggshell rang out.

With a "crack," the eggshell split open, and then a triangular, black, pointed creature suddenly emerged!

Black Pointy seemed very impatient. After making a hole in the eggshell, it seemed to see hope and increased the force of its bite. Before long, it had pecked through more small holes, causing the eggshell on its head to fall off.

There was a "thud," followed by a startled chirp.

The voice sounds just like a canary; it has none of the majestic aura of a phoenix.
Qingyao's eyebrows twitched slightly as she thought this.

Seeing the little creature hatch again, she darted to the black egg and looked down into it.

When I first saw this little creature, it had already hatched and was being bullied terribly by its own kind. It was being torn apart by a pack of wolves and was on the verge of death.

She didn't know why this dark little thing was destined to be hers by fate, or whether it would bring her endless trouble.

She should have watched it die peacefully by indifference, but because of her rebellious nature, she insisted on saving it herself and taking it back to the temple to raise it.

Looking back now, perhaps the reason I made that wrong decision was because it was so fluffy and looked just like a black fat bird, which was kind of cute?

It's just that she has a peculiar taste; she likes animals with pure black beaks, bright red eyes, and even black claws, with no other colors on their bodies. This is exactly what she likes!

She raised the little creature like a canary, wanting to see if the calamity foretold by fate would truly come true under her personal training.

Her brothers, who had tried to kill her but failed to seal her away, had their divine bones removed and their divine status stolen by her, and were condemned to eternal damnation in the mortal realm, never to return to the divine realm.

She wasn't afraid of her brothers, who were also ancient creator gods, so why would she be afraid of such a little thing that could be bullied even by the lowest-level wolf beasts?
However, things are unpredictable. The development of the Main God System, based on the Three Thousand Minor Worlds, ushered in a new era.

Innovation also means new challenges, new risks, and... new struggles.

With such a large piece of cake, there are too many gods who want a slice, so it's no surprise that something bad happened.

Qingyao neither paid attention nor cared.

If they play well, that's their skill; if they mess it up, then nobody gets to play.

As she predicted, after one small world after another was destroyed, the core small world showed signs of imminent collapse. Seeing that everyone was about to run out of options, the Heavenly Dao had not given up and wanted to eliminate her, this thorn in its side, so that there would be no more immortal ancient gods in the world.

The pot flew towards her with a "whoosh," and the Old Man of the Moon also found her, saying that her love had been severed for too long and that she needed to scatter her soul to the mortal world to undergo a love tribulation.

The prophecy she had initially disregarded now came into play.

She was stripped of her divine status and severely injured, so she secluded herself in the temple to recuperate.

The little thing became a recognized scourge, its soul shattered into millions under divine punishment lightning, and was cast into the lower realm, becoming the pillar that maintained the operation of the small world.

……

As her thoughts returned, Qingyao's clear black eyes met a pair of blood-red, translucent eyes.

The moment DouDou saw her, its eyes lit up with a dazzling light, as if it were overjoyed, and it chirped at her.

Qingyao flicked her finger at the eagerly protruding bird's head: "Who are you calling 'mother'? Is the bride also a mother?"

"Tweet?"

Those beady eyes were filled with great confusion, but their mouths were busy pecking at the eggshells, soothing their rumbling bellies.

The feeling of hunger that was almost melting in the stomach urged it to eat quickly.

As it ate more eggshells, its "wise" eyes gradually became more profound.

In Qingyao's eyes, it was like the process of evolving from "mentally challenged" to a crazy and perverted person.

It's unknown how many times he turned evil in those countless small worlds, or how many times he became a world-destroying, insane villain.
Anyway, after piecing together his fragments, this guy doesn't look like a law-abiding citizen just by looking at his eyes!
And the way this madman was looking at her was getting increasingly weird, sending chills down her spine.

That extreme, perverse, possessiveness makes you want to slap that furry head a few times and hear it say: I've behaved, please let me go!

Qingyao thought this way, and that's what she did!
When it finished eating all the eggshells and was about to pounce on her with its wings spread, she made her move.

Two slaps were enough to stun the little thing, leaving him frozen in place, looking like a wounded wolf cub, staring intently at her without blinking.

"Still having an episode? Then come see me when you're sober."

Qingyao's cold voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over someone's head, instantly making those sinister and obsessive red jade eyes clear and innocent.

The entire chubby black bird instantly shrank to the size of a palm, flapping its little wings and acting cute, as if begging for a hug, accompanied by a delicate little voice pleading for mercy.

Qingyao: ……

It seems he's regained some of his memories and knows she's susceptible to this kind of thing!
Qingyao deliberately remained unmoved, only sticking out the tip of her shoe to tease it.

The black, fat bird didn't care about hands or feet; it simply climbed up the pole, grabbing her gorgeous dress and wobbling up her sleeve. It then naturally gripped her fingers with its claws, tilting its head back and chirping loudly.

Qingyao: ……

As soon as Qingyao lifted him up, the little guy, who had just shown a happy expression, suddenly stiffened and fell straight backward.

Qingyao was surprised for a moment. With a flick of her finger, she froze the unconscious little thing in mid-air. With her palm facing up, she hooked her finger and pulled it back into her palm.

The little body, which was just warm a moment ago, has become ice-cold in just a short time.

The frost was visibly spreading over its feathers, little by little, as if trying to freeze it.

Qingyao pointed to check its condition, her eyes turning cold: "You dare to have designs on me? You've overstepped your bounds!"