All Are False!

Atop the altar, Wangcai's remaining body had long since vanished, leaving only a Blood Egg the size of a human head floating there.

Since he still did not know what kind of creature this Blood Egg was, much less how it was to be nurtured, Chu Mu did not dare act rashly with the embryo. He merely made slight adjustments to the altar's arrangement, redirecting the vitality that had once gathered around Wangcai toward the Blood Egg.

Whatever the Blood Egg was, its embryo was real, its living nature was real, and the vitality within it was real. There was no doubt that nourishing it with vitality was the safest course.

The facts seemed to be just as he had anticipated. After several months of nurturing, the egg's luster had clearly grown several shades richer.

The crisscrossing patterns and ravines across its shell looked at first glance like the gullies of countless mountains. Yet upon closer inspection, that profound mystery whose true nature was difficult to discern had become markedly clearer than before.

The only thing that had not changed was, perhaps, communication.

Even though Wangcai had appeared again to give him guidance just moments ago, no matter how Chu Mu tried to communicate now, the Blood Egg showed not the slightest anomaly, nor did Wangcai, who had entered it, give the slightest response.

"Was it because of this... embryo?"

Chu Mu fell into thought. The heart he had been holding in suspense relaxed somewhat.

No matter what that guidance had been, its origin being Wangcai was undoubtedly beyond question. Coupled with the Blood Egg's various favorable changes—

It undoubtedly proved that, at least for now, everything was still moving in a good direction.

When Wangcai had chosen to abandon its remaining body and fall into this Blood Egg embryo,