The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea, Each Consulting Their Own System

"What the hell?!"

Inside and outside the secret realm, gasps of surprise echoed from the crowd.

Countless eyes turned to the ejected substance, their gazes filled with disbelief.

"Are all Dragon Race this efficient?"

"Too fast!"

"Hiss-- Holy crap, this, this really laid an egg?"

"..."

The object that Liu Tianming spat out was propelled high into the air, where it was held aloft by a force and remained suspended in mid-air.

Under the sunlight, it was clearly visible that it was a nearly round, purplish-black object covered in a sticky substance.

It makes perfect sense that Dragon Race reproduce using dragon eggs.

But right now, a man has gotten pregnant with an egg, and...

Being near the water tower, one gets the moon first; Li Baimei's thoughts immediately attempted to land.

However, although the White Tiger Clan's powerful members did not make any new moves, they still did not grant him the ability to investigate at will.

For a moment, Li Baimei's brows furrowed slightly.

Having lived for so many years, I've seen everything I could possibly see, but this is truly the first time I've ever seen anything like it.

It's simply unacceptable that such an intriguing matter is kept from being investigated.

Moreover, judging from the appearance of this egg, although there is mucus on the surface, upon closer inspection, it can still be seen that it is different from ordinary eggs. Its surface is not a smooth sheet, but rather it is more like a dense cluster of small dots.

Such a peculiar situation might actually mean that the Dragon Race has found Atavism form!

Li Baimei, who was watching from the sidelines, was curious, while Liu Tianming, who was involved, was even more curious.

When this thing left his body, although he didn't feel much physical sensation, he still felt a sense of relief from the bottom of his heart.

"Why are the Dragon Race causing me all this trouble? What's the real reason behind it?"

Liu Tianming's gaze never left the egg in the sky, but a thought inexplicably flashed through his mind.

"Could there really be a child inside?"

Meanwhile, outside the secret realm, where the Beast Race reside.

"The Dragon Race is truly gifted. Congratulations to the Longwang Clan!"

The Vermilion Bird Race expert spoke first, his voice calm, making it impossible to tell whether he was being sarcastic or not.

The Longwang Clan clearly didn't care. At this moment, its dragon eyes were fixed intently on the secret realm, and it didn't even turn its head to look at the Vermilion Bird Race. It simply replied:

"My Dragon Race will never do anything without being certain of success."

After a pause, Longwang Clan added:

"Xuan Ze, Wu Kan, is it because you anticipated this outcome that you were unwilling to let Liu Tianming visit our Dragon Race?"

"Although our four Sacred Beast Race have their own interests, in the face of the increasingly greedy Human Race, we are all Beast Race. It is only truly good when everyone is doing well."

Xuan Ze and Wu Kan exchanged a glance but said nothing.

Honestly, the most unexpected thing right now is actually them.

After all, they knew the true situation of Liu Tianming.

But the results they've achieved so far are the most unexpected thing for them.

Unfortunately, this secret realm belongs to the White Tiger Clan, and at this moment, the White Tiger Clan has blocked all exploration. Even they cannot find out the details of this egg.

At that moment, Xuan Ze and Wu Kan looked towards Bai Po.

"Bai Po, has he truly become Dragon Race?"

A telepathic message brought Bai Po back to his senses.

The next moment, he gently shook his head:

This egg is no ordinary egg.

"I don't understand it yet."

Now, it was Xuan Ze and Wu Kan's turn to be surprised.

Bai Po didn't say anything more, his attention still focused on the egg in mid-air, which he felt was still growing.

In his spare time, he glanced at the weak Liu Tianming lying there.

An idea suddenly flashed through Bai Po's mind.

Dragon Race and Human Race can coexist. What Lin Xie said earlier, though it sounds unbelievable, is probably true.

"But if the essence of the four Sacred Beast Race is all within its body, then what is this thing that's been created?"

The sacred beasts were still calmly conversing.

On the Human Race side, however, things seemed to have gone completely upside down.

"Do you think there's a person or a dragon in there? Come on, wanna bet?"

"A male dragon and a man can actually produce something? That's an unexpected turn of events. If nothing unexpected happens, what comes out of here should also be a male, right?"

"Those stinking men keep saying that bearing children is our job as female cultivators. If I hear them say that again, I'll throw this photo at them. It's not like we can't lay eggs, why should we female cultivators have to do it all!"

"How long does it take to incubate this thing? Even when a hen is incubating it, she has to put it under her bottom. Aren't you afraid it will spoil if you just leave it to dry like this?"

"..."

The crowd marveled and speculated, and for a moment even the progress of testing with the token slowed down.

"Master, what's inside this egg?"

Beside Lu Changzhi, Qin Li stared at the egg for a long time before finally asking Lu Changzhi a question.

Gu Chen and the others also turned to look, waiting for Lu Changzhi to answer.

Lu Changzhi raised his hand and set up an array to isolate outsiders, then smiled slightly:

There's nothing there.

"Nothing at all?" Qin Li was slightly taken aback.

Did the Dragon Race go through all that trouble only to end up with nothing?

Wasn't the person connected to him in his previous life Liu Tianming?

In contrast, Gu Chen, Mu Fan, Xiao Ye, and Zhong Ming reacted much more calmly.

The saying goes, "The Eight Immortals cross the sea, each with their own leader."

The answers I received were mostly similar.

And this answer is completely consistent with what Master said at this moment.

"It's just a ball of flesh."

Lu Changzhi's Way:

"It's solid; nothing will hatch from it."

Based on his knowledge from his previous Blue Star, the egg currently suspended in mid-air is, to be precise, only described by its shape.

If this were in a hospital in my previous life, medical staff would surely be shocked by the roundness and size of this tumor.

Looking around at the curious crowd, Lu Changzhi couldn't help but smile.

These people are likely to be disappointed.

"But,"

Lu Changzhi looked at Long Yang next to the egg:

"It's time to take the eggs and leave."

By leaving everyone in suspense and letting them speculate, even if it doesn't succeed, it will still be effective.

However, regardless of the outcome, since Long Yang's side failed, Gu Chen's side still has a chance.

In fact, the current situation of giving hope only to then utterly disappointing people is actually more conducive to getting things moving.

After all, the worst thing is to have a vague and unrealistic hope, as that's the easiest way to become stubborn. On the contrary, it's through experiencing the shattering of hope that one becomes more flexible.

As Lu Changzhi was thinking, in the secret realm, beside Long Yang, Long Xiao looked at Long Yang:

"Nephew Yang, how is it?"

Long Yang didn't reply; he just stared at the egg in front of him.

Even though I've done this kind of thing many times before, for some reason, this one is very different.