Without a doubt, this was a nest of an exotic bird. Despite the heavy rain, the nest remained dry, something an ordinary bird could not achieve.

Feng Yaya, having eaten her fill, wiped her mouth and crawled into the nest, hugging the bird eggs as she fell asleep.

It was time for her to hibernate again. The last time she had a proper sleep was when Su He became her apprentice, and then she was stunned by the peacock's cry in the ghost prison space, sleeping for a day. She was stunned again by the peacock in front of the Three Lives Gate and slept for half a day.

Now, she hadn't slept for six or seven days in a row.