The approaching sect assignment inexplicably added a burden to Wang Ba's heart.
The trouble was that Yu Changchun, who had previously sworn he would arrange an easy assignment for Wang Ba, had proved thoroughly unreliable.
He had brought back no useful information whatsoever.
Amid these worry-filled days, Wang Ba finally welcomed a wave of hatching Precious Chicken chicks.
One after another, the little things, like glutinous rice balls, used their tender pink beaks to peck a small bulge into their shells, then slowly pecked through it.
Their tiny eyes surveyed the outside world through the little holes they had made.
This process usually took half a day, or even two days.
If it took any longer, Wang Ba had to intervene personally and help the chicks out of their shells to keep them from suffocating inside.
Even so, Wang Ba discovered that some chicks still died in their eggs because they had not received help in time.
There was nothing he could do. There were simply too many eggs, and even with his keen senses, it was difficult for him to keep track of them all alone.
The hens, meanwhile, seemed relieved of a heavy burden. Throughout the twenty-odd days of incubation, they had spent almost all day sitting in their nests, except when they needed to eat, doing everything they could to keep the eggs evenly warmed.
It had been truly exhausting.
Their once-plump bodies had shrunk considerably.
Their hard work had also yielded a gratifying reward-Wang Ba had gained nearly three thousand Precious Chicken chicks.
Yes, Wang Ba was indeed very pleased.
To repay the hens for their efforts, Wang Ba specially gave them extra spirit insects and spirit grain bran, then planned to wait a few days before using the Primordial Yang Reversal Technique to extract primordial