Jia Ten Five opened its eyes from cultivation and looked around in some confusion.
For some reason, it inexplicably felt uneasy.
It was as though some existence had set its sights on it.
And it soon discovered that its feeling was not wrong.
"Jia Seventeen?"
Jia Ten Five's gaze swept over a distant male spirit chicken with shifty eyes and speckles of white on its reddish-brown body, and its heart immediately tightened.
He recognized at a glance that the other chicken was the little demon's new favorite, Jia Seventeen.
And in Jia Seventeen's eyes, it unexpectedly saw an extremely familiar spark of intelligence.
There's no mistaking that feeling.
Jia Seventeen... has intelligence too?
Realizing this, Jia Ten Five could not help feeling a jolt.
Then a trace of... delighted surprise welled up!
I-I have a son?!
When it had been human, it had devoted itself to cultivation and kept away from women, so naturally it had had no descendants.
After possessing a spirit chicken, however, it had favored countless female spirit chickens and produced quite a few offspring.
But it knew very well that, throughout the entire flock, every spirit chicken apart from itself was no different from an idiot.
They were nothing like other spirit beasts, which grew increasingly intelligent as their grades rose.
Instead, many spirit chickens seemed defective, either imbecilic or frenzied.
So it had truly never felt anything for those female spirit chickens... ahem, that was not the point. The point was that it had never cared in the slightest about the offspring those hens produced either.
Even when it discovered that its offspring were dwindling by the day, and knew perfectly well that the little demon had probably taken them away, it did not particularly care.
After all, they laid far too many.
With every