President, Our Egg Is Lost - Chapter Forty-Eight: Darling, you can sleep at ease.

... the birth of the little white egg. He thought he wouldn’t be able to take it, that he would either die or change into his original form. But now, those two terrible results hadn’t happened. Did that mean that his cultivation had become more refined and that he had become a really powerful spiritual beast?!

He couldn’t help but feel smug, but unfortunately he couldn’t share this with anyone else and he could only enjoy it by himself.

As he was happily thinking to himself, the man ...