Another day passed, and after dinner, Ye Wutian went back to his room directly.

Walk to the bed and sit down, and habitually take out the silver egg first.

However, just as Ye Wutian was about to inject vital energy into the egg, a thunder light suddenly burst out from behind. The thunder light shot onto the silver egg and showed its true form. It turned out to be the spirit grass in the Thunder Knife.

Ye Wutian was very surprised. Logically, the spirit attached to the spiritual weapon would not be able to jump out by itself, but what happened to this guy? Could it be that it was tired of being stuck in the knife? He wanted to transfer his position?

In addition to being surprised, Ye Wutian quickly communicated with this little guy. Although this little guy couldn't speak, Ye Wutian had a spiritual connection with it, so he could naturally understand its thoughts.

After some exchanges, Ye Wutian got nothing because this little guy knew nothing at all. However, according to its meaning, it should have been the running-in period between it and the Thunder Knife a while ago. Now it has passed the running-in period and has completely adapted to the new container of the Thunder Knife, so it can enter and exit freely. As for why it can enter and exit freely, according to Ye Wutian's speculation, this is because it belongs to the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth, which is more advanced than ordinary weapon spirits.

The grass in front of him had already abandoned its original body. Its current state is similar to the ghosts he encountered in the Shennong Secret Realm. Its body is slightly transparent, and there is a thunderous light on its body.

Its mouth kept moving, as if it was talking to Ye Wutian, but it only made a babbling sound, just like a mute.

Ye Wutian could feel that the grass seemed to be very curious about this silver egg because they belonged to the thunder power.

Then, Xiaocao lay down on the silver egg, rubbing her little face on the silver egg, looking at her expression on her face as if she was very happy, and this can also be felt from the emotions it conveyed.

"Haha, the little guy in this egg is about to be born, and you will have friends soon." Ye Wutian said to it.

Xiaocao understood what Ye Wutian meant, rolled on the egg happily, and kept whispering in his mouth. Such funny appearance made Ye Wutian laugh.

The little guy in the egg seemed to feel the breath of the grass. It kept shaking, and there was a "dongdong" collision sound on the eggshell, as if he wanted to break out of the shell.

The grass stopped rolling, raised its little head and looked at the silver egg that was shaking constantly under it, then leaped into the air and jumped up.

After stopping in mid-air, he saw its big mouth open, and a loud "boom" sound was heard, and a lightning lightning several times larger than its head shot out from its mouth. Perhaps affected by the Thunder Knife, the lightning lightning it released appeared as a lilac color.

Before Ye Wutian could react, the lightning had already hit the silver egg.

"Click!"

The silver egg cracked a crack.

Then there was another "beep" sound from the egg, just like a woodpecker pecking at a tree.

As the sound rang out, the cracks on the silver egg spread rapidly and quickly spread around the egg. Finally, with a crisp "click", the two halves were cracked. The little purple lightning thunder eagle, whose feathers were not yet grown, staggered out, and a faint "whimpering" sound came out of his mouth.

"Is this considered premature birth?" Ye Wutian was speechless when he looked at the little guy who was forcibly driven out of the egg by Xiaocao.

The grass happily fled to the side of Xiao Zi Dinglei Eagle, rubbing its little head against Xiao Zi Dinglei Eagle's face with its little head. The little purple Dinglei Eagle seemed to be very happy, constantly flapping its flesh wings, and screaming "screaming" in its mouth.

Seeing these two guys so friendly, Ye Wutian felt happy.

Then, Ye Wutian carefully observed the little purple lightning thunder eagle. Although it had not grown many feathers on it, it could still be vaguely seen that its wings and feathers on its body were silver, while its head and tail were purple, just like her mother. And as introduced in the Anglo-Magazine, this little guy was a seventh-level spirit beast as soon as he was born.

"Little guy, you'll call it Xiao Zi in the future." Ye Wutian gave it a name.

"Hehe!~Hehe!~" Little Zi Lightning Thunder Eagle flapped her little flesh wings, her body swaying around, looking very excited.

At this time, the grass suddenly flashed on Ye Wutian's shoulder, and his little hands kept slapping Ye Wutian's back, and his mouth kept whispering.

"You want me to take out the Thunder Knife?" Ye Wutian asked Xiaocao.

Xiaocao nodded.

Although he didn't know what this little guy wanted to do, Ye Wutian took out the Thunder Knife as it wanted and placed it on the bed.

Xiaocao flashed back to the bed, pulled Xiao Zi to the edge of the Thunder Knife, then held Xiao Zi's wings with one hand and pressed the other on the knife.

I saw that the purple thunder lightning on the Thunder Knife kept pouring into Xiao Zi's body along the grass's body.

Ye Wutian immediately understood what Xiaocao meant. It wanted to use the power of the Thunder Knife to help Xiao Zi grow. After all, the power contained in the Thunder Knife is the power of Xiao Zi's mother, and it is also the same source as Xiao Zi.

The next scene made Ye Wutian shocked. After absorbing the thunder power transmitted to it by the grass, Xiao Zi's body grew rapidly, and the feathers on her body grew rapidly. In just a moment, they grew to the size of a washbasin, and the feathers grew in full. What surprised Ye Wutian the most was that in this moment, it grew directly from the seventh level to the ninth level perfection.

This growth rate made Ye Wutian shocked. Logically, even if Xiao Zi absorbed all the thunder power in the Thunder Knife, her cultivation would not have made such rapid progress. However, Ye Wutian soon discovered that while transmitting thunder power to Xiao Zi, Xiaocao's body gradually became transparent. It must have transmitted part of its power to Xiao Zi.

Just as Ye Wutian sighed at the grace of righteousness, the voice of Thunder Soul suddenly rang out.

"Boy, stop them quickly." Lei Hun seemed very anxious.

"Stop?" Ye Wutian's heart skipped a beat. Although he had not understood the meaning of Lei Hun, seeing Lei Hun so anxious, he realized that the situation was not good and asked quickly: "How to stop it?"

Lei Hun did not answer, but directly escaped from Ye Wutian's body and turned into a thunderous light to crash into Xiaocao.

"Boom!" With the thunder, the grass was knocked over and overturned several fights. In this way, the process of transmitting power to Xiao Zi was stopped.

The grass got up tiredly, shook her head, and her body shook a little.

The thunder soul floated in front of it, injecting a trace of thunder power into it, which allowed it to recover.

"Little kid, what happened just now?" Ye Wutian asked in confusion.

"I guess the spiritual object in heaven and earth was controlled by the remaining soul of the purple lightning thunder eagle just now." Lei Hun replied.

"The remaining soul of the Zi Lightning Thunder Eagle? Are you talking about Xiao Zi's mother?" Ye Wutian asked in surprise.

"That's right, some spirit beasts will leave a small part of their souls in the spirit beast core after death. The purple lightning thunder eagle you killed last time obviously did the same. It just now controlled this spiritual object in the world and wanted to transmit all the power of this spiritual object in the world to its children." Lei Hun explained.

"There is such a thing. No wonder Xiaocao and Xiaozi were so intimate just now. It turned out that they were manipulated by Xiaozi's mother. Alas, it's so pitiful to all parents in the world." Ye Wutian suddenly understood and then asked, "Is that Xiaocao okay?"

"If it weren't for the timely stopping it, it would probably have died. Now it would have lost some power. As a spiritual creature in heaven and earth, it has strong recovery ability. It would be fine if it was resting for ten days and half a month." Lei Hun said.

"Will it be controlled by Xiao Zi's mother in the future?" Ye Wutian asked again.

"The soul left in the spirit beast's core after death is very limited. It is quite amazing that it can control this spirit of heaven and earth. I believe its soul should be exhausted. Even if it is not exhausted, it is not enough to control this spirit of heaven and earth again." Lei Hun replied.

"That's good, this time there is no danger." Ye Wutian nodded and felt relieved.

"Okay, I have to go back and continue to refine the thunder power." Lei Hun said and fled back to Ye Wutian's body.

Xiaocao also hid back in the Thunder Knife. Ye Wutian hid the Thunder Knife back under the cloak. The thunder power lost in the sword can be recovered soon. The recovery speed of treasure and immortal weapons is far faster than that of cultivators who recover their true energy.

Looking at Xiao Zi again, because her body grew too fast, she had not adapted to it for the time being. It flapped its wings and seemed to want to fly, but it could only jump back and forth like an old hen.

Ye Wutian smiled and said to it: "Little guy, stop tossing, let's stabilize the power in your body first."

Xiao Zi screamed, jumped onto Ye Wutian's shoulder, rubbed his little head against his cheek, looking extremely intimate.

Ye Wutian suddenly remembered the feather that he pulled off from Xiaocao's mother, so he took it out of the storage ring and handed it to Xiaozi, saying with a hint of guilt: "This is the feather on your mother. When you grow up, you can have such beautiful feathers like your mother."

Xiao Zi tilted her neck and looked at the feather in front of her. After watching for a while, she pecked the feathers with her mouth, and then bit it and swallowed it "crack".

Ye Wutian smiled, not caring too much.

After swallowing the feathers, Xiao Zi jumped onto the bed and came to a corner, shrank tiredly as if she was about to sleep.

Ye Wutian didn't care about it anymore, and sat on the bed and continued to practice the sword burning technique.

Early the next morning, Xiao Zi's crisp chirping rang in the room. It seemed that it had realized its ability to fly and ran around in the small room.
Chapter completed!