I'm Truly Not Favored By Destiny/C6 ens
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I'm Truly Not Favored By Destiny/C6 ens
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C6 ens

"Whether you hatch the egg or not is your choice. I've already given you the reward."

"You talk as if you could tame a spirit animal just because I handed one to you."

Despite the system engaging in conversation with Su Jiuming, each remark was more irritating than the last.

"It's actually your fault for not giving me a shortcut to cultivate, and now you're blaming me for not being able to tame a spirit animal."

Su Jiuming was at a loss for words, feeling somewhat resigned.

After arriving on the Starlight Continent, aside from completing system missions, Su Jiuming was at a loss for what to do. With no particular talents and a constitution unsuited for cultivation, he couldn't even dream of becoming wealthy through modern knowledge. He was content just being able to fend for himself.

His time at the Veiled Moon Sect, surrounded by fellow disciples, had been less lonely, and he had begun to feel a sense of belonging.

Yet, seeing everyone else able to cultivate while figures like Bai Yifeng pinned their hopes on him, Su Jiuming couldn't help feeling out of place.

The egg had to be hatched. It represented a sliver of hope, didn't it?

In the days that followed, Su Jiuming carried the egg with him everywhere, drawing curious glances and whispers from the disciples of Misty Peak.

"The chief has been obsessively incubating that egg every day, never letting it out of his sight, not even to use the restroom."

"Seriously? It's just an egg. Has the chief lost his mind, thinking he can hatch it with his bare hands?"

"Maybe he's overdone it with the sword practice. Even if he hatches it, what then?"

The disciples whispered among themselves, casting odd looks at Su Jiuming.

The Chief was undoubtedly strong, but they couldn't help wondering about his reasoning.

What was Su Jiuming to do? He knew how ridiculous it seemed to be fixated on an egg, but the system had been adamant about him hatching it without interruption. He felt he had no choice.

He had considered asking Bai Yifeng for a spirit animal, but the Veiled Moon Sect's rules were clear: one must capture or tame their own spirit animal. Even if he desired one, he had to be capable of taming it first.

Su Jiuming found himself cradling the egg bestowed upon him by the system, interspersing his days with chores like chopping wood and fetching water. His days were rich and full.

From time to time, Su Jiuming would also undertake odd tasks, such as singing to the egg or giving it a bath.

The more energy he invested, the more eagerly he anticipated the emergence of the spirit animal he held.

Would it be a regal white tiger, an ethereal crane, perhaps a white snake, or some other rare mythical creature?

As the sect's disciples noticed the Chief Expert's daily fixation on the egg, with fewer visitors to Misty Peak, Su Jiuming no longer felt any embarrassment.

Word of his preoccupation spread quickly and soon reached the ears of Lee Daoquan.

As the senior disciple and Su Jiuming's close friend, he naturally made his way to Misty Peak.

Upon arrival, he found Su Jiuming with the egg in one hand and chopping wood with the other.

Chopping wood might sound straightforward, but doing so one-handedly and with precision was a challenge.

Moreover, without any cultivation skills, the task was all the more arduous for Su Jiuming.

Lee Daoquan was about to step in and assist when he noticed Su Jiuming's swift, precise chop that split the wood evenly in two.

Su Jiuming handled the axe with ease while securely holding the egg, which appeared completely unscathed.

That's when Lee Daoquan had his epiphany: this wasn't mere wood chopping; it was sword practice!

And the fact that the egg remained intact in Su Jiuming's grasp for so long was no small feat.

The Junior Brother was integrating sword practice into his daily routine, not just focusing on cultivation!

Lee Daoquan had an insight. Observing Su Jiuming's actions anew, he gained a fresh perspective and, without greeting Su Jiuming, he departed.

A sage like the Junior Brother always had profound reasons behind his actions.

It was like the broadcast gymnastics Junior Brother had invented; the movements might seem nuanced, but they greatly aided in cultivation.

Lee Daoquan came to terms with this and forbade the sect's disciples from gossiping about the Chief Expert.

He then returned to the sect's sanctuary, egg in one hand and sword in the other, as he sought to grasp the deeper significance of Su Jiuming's behavior.

Finally, a sound emanated from the egg cradled in Su Jiuming's hands—it was ready to hatch.

The anticipation thrilled Su Jiuming to no end. He hadn't even set the egg down when the eager life within pecked a hole through the shell.

"That's a beak! It's hatching a spirit bird!"

Su Jiuming's mind raced ahead of the actual hatching, lost in his own daydreams.

He pictured the fledgling inside as diminutive yet distinct, as befits a spirit animal.

Lost in reverie, Su Jiuming imagined himself astride a majestic eagle, soaring through the skies.

But when he looked down, he found a fluffy, goose-yellow ball of fur perched in his palm, cocking its head and gazing at him adorably.

"Ji."

The tiny creature in his grasp emitted a fragile chirp.

Su Jiuming was dumbfounded. This was no young spirit animal; it was plainly a little chick!

"...System, come out. What's the deal with this chick? Weren't you promising a spirit animal?"

Su Jiuming was at a loss for words, though by now he was no stranger to his system's deceptive ways. He questioned the system, his heart pounding with uncertainty.

Had the system really played him for a fool? All this effort just to hatch a chick?

[It is indeed a spirit animal.]

[Don't younglings of species like the vermillion bird look similar to this? Nurture it with care, and once it matures, it can become your mount.]

The system's response seemed sensible, yet Su Jiuming couldn't shake his skepticism about its previous behavior.

"Really? You're not fooling me? This is truly a spirit animal, not just a chicken?"

[Rest assured, host. There's no point in deceiving you, as it brings me no advantage.]

Though still somewhat incredulous, Su Jiuming's doubts began to wane, and he started to see the chick in a more favorable light.

The chick did appear somewhat larger than the average, surely not just any ordinary bird. It had to be a spirit bird destined for greatness!

As Su Jiuming happily played with the chick, the system launched a new mission.

[Mission: Find the materials needed for a chicken coop and feed. Mission Reward: ???]

This time, he was tasked with finding the right materials to build a nest and prepare feed for the chick. Accompanying the task was an illustrated guide to various materials.

Holding the adorable chick in his hands, Su Jiuming was naturally delighted to take on the task. But then he read the mission description...

"System, you've already called it a chicken. Are you messing with me?"

[Mission: Search for the materials needed for a spirit animal's habitat and food. Mission Reward: ???]

[Sorry, I sent the wrong message just now.]

"..."

Su Jiuming was at a loss for words. Though the system had developed quite a bit of personality, it was still infuriating at times.

"Fine, I'll get on with the mission."

Su Jiuming had grown accustomed to these quirks and simply brushed it off. Ignoring the mix-up, he began busily consulting the guide.

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