Chapter 37: Naming—The Egg Is Called Zui Li Feng
“I’ve added nearly a hundred layers of restrictions to the egg. They’ll last for at least five hundred years. We can leave at any time now,” Nan Xun said.
The Void Beast snapped irritably, “Look at the state you’re in right now. Your soul is so weak—if I shatter space and take you away now, you’ll just end up with your soul scattered to nothing.”
Having just finished sealing the battlefield, Nan Xun’s face was ghostly pale, her body thin as a tree trunk.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Nan Xun said, “I thought this secret technique would be easy to use. I didn’t expect to overestimate my own abilities.”
After a moment of silence, the Void Beast said, “Forget it. I’ll give you another twenty years to nurture your primordial spirit. But you should know—this world has been so lenient with you only because my mistake caused you to get pregnant with the Demon King’s child. You won’t get such a bargain again in the future.”
Nan Xun really wanted to hug Little Eight and plant a few kisses on its forehead. “Little Eight, thank you. But forget twenty years—nineteen will be enough.”
Void Beast: …
Damn it, is there even a difference?
During the remaining nineteen years, Nan Xun focused on recuperating her body while seizing every chance to chat with the egg.
“Little Eight, I think I should give the egg a name.”
“Oh.”
“Can I give him my surname, Nan?”
“No. In this world, there is no Nan Xun—only Zui Li Xuan.”
Nan Xun had no choice but to give up.
One day, gazing at the mountains covered in fiery red maple leaves, Nan Xun suddenly clapped her hands. “Got it!” She lifted the egg pouch at her waist and asked with a smile, “Son, how about being called Zui Li Feng?”
The Void Beast snorted. “Sounds too girly. Not good.”
Nan Xun ignored its opinion.
Afraid the egg wouldn’t know which characters they were, Nan Xun carved the three words “Zui Li Feng” onto the bottom of the eggshell.
Another day, after much thought, Nan Xun still went to dig up the Demon King’s grave, retrieved the few Crimson Blood scales she had personally buried years ago, and brought them back to present-day Piaomiao Mountain. Together with the incomplete jade slip, she sealed them at the source of the mountain’s spiritual veins.
“Little Eight, you once said you’d grant me one condition when we went to the next world. Does that still count?” Nan Xun asked.
The Void Beast snorted. “It counts.”
So Nan Xun thought for a moment. “I hope that in the next world, the villain big boss already likes me from the start. That way, it’ll be much easier to seduce him.”
Void Beast: …
Seeing it stunned, Nan Xun burst out laughing. “Just kidding—don’t take it seriously.”
The Void Beast chuckled. “I’ve already taken it seriously. I can actually fulfill this request for you~”
Now it was Nan Xun’s turn to be dumbfounded. A little moved, she said, “Little Eight, you really do love me.”
In the final year before Nan Xun left, several itinerant cultivators came to Piaomiao Mountain. Since she was leaving anyway, she took them in. The cultivators ended up not wanting to leave and asked if they could open a sect there, offering to revere her as their master.
Nan Xun nodded and waved her hand casually. “Fine. We’ll call it Piaomiao Sect.”
After placing her son, the egg Zui Li Feng, into a cave protected by restrictions, Nan Xun prepared to go die. On the day of her death, Piaomiao Sect already had a hundred disciples, who all kowtowed and paid their respects in a grand ceremony.
Nan Xun stood atop the mountain peak, hands clasped behind her back, every bit the lofty master.
Looking down at the magnificent rivers and mountains below, she said with satisfaction, “I never thought I’d found a sect before dying. I have a feeling that Piaomiao Sect will definitely become a powerhouse in the future.”
Void Beast: “Enough nonsense—hurry up and leave this damn world.”
Nan Xun’s soul detached from her body and was taken away by the Void Beast.
Before losing consciousness, she vaguely heard Little Eight exclaim, “Fuck—feels like something is following us!”
…
When Nan Xun woke up, she was lying on a single bed. It was hard as a board, making her whole body ache. Opening her eyes, she saw a tiny, shabby room—aside from the small bed and a small table, there was nothing else. A thick stack of books piled on the table, nearly covering it completely.
The modern, rundown furniture instantly made Nan Xun feel a sense of familiarity. But when she looked at her own small arms and legs, her eyes widened in shock. “Little Eight, you asshole—did you find me such a tender little body so I can go get close to a supervillain with an evil-value of 100?”
The Void Beast rolled its eyes. “What’s tender about it? She’s thirteen, okay?”
After that, its tone turned serious. “Something went wrong on the way to this world.”
Its seriousness made Nan Xun a bit nervous. “What went wrong?”
“I felt like something was following me. But that shouldn’t be possible. Shattering space requires immense power—aside from our Void Beast clan, born controllers of space and time, no one should be able to do it so easily.”
Hearing its uncertain tone, Nan Xun knew it wasn’t sure either and comforted it. “Maybe you’re overthinking it.”
The Void Beast seemed to recall something and coughed guiltily. “Um… when traveling between worlds, I didn’t quite control the timing properly. Right now, the villain big boss’s evil-value hasn’t fully formed yet—it’ll take another ten years.”
Nan Xun: …
“Darling, so what are you trying to say?”
“This world’s spiritual energy is too thin. In the short term, I can’t take you to ten years later. So wait for me, okay? Let me recover a bit first, then I’ll take you forward ten years.”
Nan Xun regretted it slightly—if she’d known, she would’ve stayed a few more years in the previous world.
That world had her egg son. This one had only a pile of troubles and endless homework.
This body was named Bai Mo. Her father was a drunk and a gambler who eventually ran off with the family’s money. Her mother raised her through hardship, living on pickled vegetables and radishes every day. Even so, Bai Mo didn’t grow sallow and thin—instead, she became increasingly pretty.
Then Bai Mo’s uncle got ideas and wanted to marry her off to a blind forty-year-old man in the town.
Bai Mo rose to the occasion and got into a key middle school in the city. Her mother protected her desperately, and only then did her uncle give up the idea.
During the three years of middle school, Bai Mo’s pride kept her from getting along well with classmates. To avoid returning to the town to be married off, she studied day and night and finally got into the city’s best high school.
But high school life wasn’t smooth either. In her second year, her mother was diagnosed with stomach cancer. Bai Mo worked part-time while studying and ran to the hospital every day. Life wore her down. In her third year, her mother passed away, and Bai Mo missed the college entrance exam.
Bai Mo resigned herself to fate. She was married off by her uncle to that blind, ugly middle-aged man and suffered domestic abuse daily. In the end, unable to bear it anymore, she drank poison and committed suicide at the age of thirty.
Nan Xun: “Sigh…”
Void Beast: “Sigh my ass. I already guided Bai Mo’s soul to the afterlife, requisitioned her body, and sent you back to when she was thirteen.”
Now, Bai Mo had just been admitted to a key middle school in the city. Tomorrow, she would leave the small town and head to the city to experience middle school life.
Just thinking about having to study and attend classes with a bunch of little kids made Nan Xun’s head ache.
