Chapter 522: Golden Auspicious Clouds, the Fuzhu is Born

Huaxia, Qingfeng Temple.

After this trip, Bai Yi's summer vacation was almost over, so she headed back to school.

Ning Fei and the little ones returned to Qingfeng Temple.

He didn't start a livestream for the time being.

After inquiring with the System in detail, Ning Fei learned how to hatch the Fuzhu.

Through the "Popularity Points Exchange," he traded for a massive cauldron.

The cauldron was named the "Eight Trigrams Furnace." The name made Ning Fei want to quip, "The Eight Trigrams Furnace... It seems Taishang Laojun used this to refine pills, and Sun Wukong forged his Fiery Golden Eyes inside one."

"Laojun is the widely recognized founder of Daoism, which makes him the ancestor of Qingfeng Temple too."

"I guess that means I've received a piece of the inheritance."

There was a groove in the middle of the cauldron designed to hold medicinal liquid.

Ning Fei placed the furnace in the kitchen, lit a fire, and began heating it.

He placed the top-grade Six-Leaf Cluster with five rhizomes inside, then added Ambergris, Lingzhi, deer antler, saffron, and other precious medicinal herbs.

Then, he sealed the furnace and began the brewing process.

The greatest feature of the Eight Trigrams Furnace was its ability to gather the Spiritual Energy from spiritual materials and condense it into a liquid.

A Daoist priest refining pills inside a Daoist temple—it was a rather unique sight.

Fortunately, Ning Fei wasn't livestreaming; otherwise, he probably would have caused quite a stir.

"Before, the chat kept joking that I was practicing cultivation. I just treated it as a joke."

"Looking at it now, I guess they weren't entirely wrong."

Ning Fei said with a sigh of realization.

Brewing the medicine would take some time, so Ning Fei happily amused himself by playing with the little ones.

Life remained as leisurely as ever.

However, outside the Daoist temple, it had grown much noisier.

More and more people were treating Ning Fei as an immortal and coming to pay their respects.

This was completely beyond Ning Fei's expectations.

Because of this, he decided to stop livestreaming while at Qingfeng Temple to enjoy some peace and quiet.

Once everything was ready, Ning Fei began hatching the Fuzhu.

The hatching process was simple: pour the liquid rich in Spiritual Energy over the Fuzhu Egg while lighting Ambergris beneath it.

At this moment, outside Qingfeng Temple.

Qin Zheng, the village chief, looked at the tourists who had come out of admiration and told them, "Everyone, you must trust in science. There are no immortals in this world. Ning Fei grew up in the village; he just has a better physique and is a bit smarter than average, that's all."

Qin Zheng simply didn't want these people disrupting the peace of Qinshan Village.

Persuaded by the village chief, the crowd of tourists gradually accepted this fact.

Just as they were about to leave, someone suddenly shouted, "Look over there! What is that?!"

Hearing his voice, everyone turned to look.

Then, a scene that exceeded everyone's expectations unfolded.

Clouds suddenly began gathering in the sky right above Qingfeng Temple.

Whether it was a trick of the sunlight or something else, those clouds actually began to radiate a golden light.

Golden clouds!

The sight left everyone dumbfounded.

"They're auspicious clouds! Auspicious clouds!"

"An immortal has appeared! An immortal has appeared!"

These tourists had come to pay homage to Ning Fei in the first place. Seeing such a spectacle, they all dropped to their knees in a massive wave.

This scene left Qin Zheng utterly bewildered.

How could he explain this?

Why did the clouds inexplicably turn golden?

Qin Zheng had never seen anything like this before, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Inside Qingfeng Temple, Ning Fei was blissfully unbothered.

With the Ambergris and the top-tier medicinal broth, the Fuzhu Egg began frantically absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Energy.

The little ones all ran out.

Xiao Feng darted back and forth in the air, looking incredibly excited.

It possessed the bloodline of a Phoenix, making it highly sensitive to these auras.

Little Fox tilted her head, looking adorably clueless, as if she found the aura familiar.

"Crack!"

Right then, a fissure suddenly snapped across the eggshell!

Surprisingly, Ning Fei looked a bit nervous.

He was usually calm and collected; very few things could stir his emotions.

But right now, he was like an expectant father, waiting for the Fuzhu to be born.

Soon after, more and more cracks spiderwebbed across the Fuzhu Egg.

With a soft pop, a little head broke through the shell and popped out.

It was Ning Fei's first time seeing a newborn mythical beast.

The very first thing the Fuzhu saw was Ning Fei.

It let out a soft cry at him:

"Baa~~"

The sound left Ning Fei slightly taken aback.

Its cry sounded like a sheep's bleat, but much crisper.

Then, after a few weak struggles, the Fuzhu broke entirely free from its shell.

Only then did Ning Fei get a clear look at the Fuzhu's entire body.

Its overall appearance was like that of a sika deer, exceptionally cute, but it was covered in soft white fur that resembled a golden retriever's coat.

There were four inconspicuous little bumps on its forehead, which had to be its antlers.

Had he not seen it with his own eyes, Ning Fei would never have believed that this adorable little creature in front of him was the disaster-bringing beast recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas!

"Baa~~"

The Fuzhu bleated again; it seemed hungry.

Ning Fei wasn't sure what it ate, but guessing its diet was similar to a deer's, he took some fresh goat's milk from the fridge, poured it into a baby bottle, and fed it.

The bottle was getting on in years; it had been used to feed Little Dog and Xiao Heijiu.

Ning Fei suddenly recalled the first time he had met Little Dog.

Back then, Da Huang had lain beside him pleadingly and let out a couple of barks, prompting Little Dog to run out from around the corner, looking both timid and excited.

Looking at Little Dog now, he had grown into a total goofball.

The little ones gathered around the Fuzhu, watching it closely. Everyone understood that Qingfeng Temple was adding a new member to its family.

Just then, a flurry of knocks echoed from the back door.

Seeing this, Ning Fei first put away the Fuzhu's eggshells, checked the video intercom to see who it was, and then went to open the door.

The visitor was none other than the village chief.

Coming through the front door would be too conspicuous, so Qin Zheng had opted for the back.

"Ning Fei, something's happened!"

Qin Zheng rushed in and said.

"Chief, what's wrong? What happened?"

Ning Fei asked in confusion.

"I don't know what's going on, but golden auspicious clouds suddenly appeared right above Qingfeng Temple. There's a massive crowd of people kneeling outside right now, and I can't stop them."

Qin Zheng said helplessly.

Hearing this, Ning Fei let out a dumbfounded laugh.

He looked up and saw that the sky above Qingfeng Temple was indeed bathed in gold.

Ning Fei could only say, "I'm not sure what's going on either. The sunlight is probably just too strong."

At that moment, Qin Zheng noticed the Fuzhu.

As the village chief, Qin Zheng had seen all sorts of poultry and livestock, yet for a moment, he couldn't recognize what breed the Fuzhu was.

"What kind of animal is this?"

Qin Zheng asked.

Hearing this, Ning Fei replied naturally, "It's a sheep I'm raising. It's a rather special breed. Its name is Fuzhu, like the dried tofu skin."

"Fuzhu? Like the tofu skin? Why give it a name like that? Still, it's a mighty fine-looking sheep," Qin Zheng praised.

Listening to their conversation from the side, the Fuzhu gave a soft response:

"Baa~~"