Chapter 96 Chapter 96 "What a pity."

Jiu Zhao complied and did as he was told.

The immortal power released from between the fingers continuously catalyzed the submandibular bead. After a while, its lustrous and hard outer shell gradually dissipated, and a ball of divine light of the same fire element hovered above Jiu Zhao's palm, bringing with it waves of overwhelming heat.

Then she twisted her wrist and gave it a strong push.

The ball of quietly burning divine light seemed to suddenly come to life, floating forward for a distance and slowly sinking into the heart of the tree.

The whole process went very smoothly. The extremely yang energy contained in the submandibular bead was absorbed by the sacred tree bit by bit, and no rejection reaction occurred.

Jiu Zhao finally felt relieved.

She took a step forward, observing the changes of the sacred tree intently, while Wu Zhu silently retreated to the edge of the platform.

After a long time, Jiu Zhao's expectant expression unconsciously became frozen.

"Wu Zhu, come and take a look—"

"Why doesn't the Phoenix Tree react at all?"

Wu Zhu had no intention of moving forward: "Maybe we can wait a little longer. It won't absorb the divine power so quickly."

"I've been waiting for half a day. Could it be completely dry—"

Just die.

boom!

The last three words were drowned out by the loud noise and only Jiu Zhao heard them.

A tremendous force suddenly erupted in front of her, and the flames that shot straight into the sky completely enveloped the slender, dry tree trunks.

Jiu Zhao was startled.

He staggered back two steps before he could steady himself.

The power that filled her entire field of vision leaped and twisted.

Finally, it transformed into a phoenix made of fire, raised its head and flew up, crying loudly towards the sky outside the restriction.

This wasn't enough. Jiu Zhao seemed to detect a strong yearning for freedom in the phoenix's pupilless eyes. It rapidly shrank from her view, flapping its wings vigorously, transforming into an arrow-like light and shadow, dashing towards the azure divine barrier that trapped it.

The force was so great that the entire holy land trembled.

Jiu Zhao stood where she was, a heavy pressure like the sea restraining her from moving.

The flickering emotions in his eyes gradually became somewhat uneasy.

So, the revival of the sacred tree will cause such a big commotion...?

She was afraid that the phoenix would really break through the divine power restriction, and at the same time she was worried that the isolation effect of the restriction would lose its effect. While they were watching the phoenix making a fuss, someone might break into the Phoenix clan's holy land and the news of the revival of the sacred tree might have spread throughout Sanqingtian.

Fortunately, the reality was not as bad as Jiu Zhao had imagined.

No matter how powerful a phoenix may be without its physical form, it is ultimately just a shadow that cannot last for long.

After the collision failed, it spun around, chirping unwillingly, and was forced to return to the yang flame that enveloped the sacred tree.

In an instant, a tree-shaped shadow rose from the depths of the flames. First, a crown of crimson leaves and dark brown branches appeared before Jiu Zhao's eyes. Then, the flames fell downward, extinguishing inch by inch, revealing a trunk far taller and thicker than the surrounding sycamore trees.

The Phoenix Tree came back to life.

There was clearly no wind around, but the branches and leaves were trembling.

Jiu Zhao felt a strange feeling building up between her and the sacred tree.

Warm, generous, and inclusive... just like the mother she lost at birth.

The mother calls her child, bringing the wandering soul back to her arms.

Flames return to the sea of ​​fire, and drops of water dissolve in the ocean.

…

Her thoughts were about to sink, but she was pulled back by Wu Zhu's half-sarcastic, half-amused voice: "The Phoenix Sacred Tree is alive. Master, your decades of hard work have not been in vain. Now you have the vessel to help you cultivate the Nirvana Phoenix Fire. So what's the next step?

"Master, shouldn't you say goodbye to Father God and your old lover tearfully? After all, you don't know if you can come back alive."

When his wish was finally fulfilled, Jiu Zhao was too lazy to argue with Wu Zhu.

"I can't survive, can you stay out of it?"

In order to avoid suspicion, she retorted as usual.

He turned his head and returned to deep thought.

His mission was accomplished, but Wu Zhu's death was imminent.

Once you enter the Phoenix Tree, the journey will not end until you achieve nirvana or die completely.

Before that, even if Wu Shao came in person, there would be no possibility of forcing a breakthrough.

And as her blood servant, Wu Zhu had no freedom to refuse.

Moreover, she remembered the warning that "a reverse contract cannot be concluded, otherwise there will be disasters of overthrow", and she chose the day when he lost his submandibular pearl and had not had time to recuperate for a few days, so that Wu Zhu would not have enough strength to make some small moves.

Thinking of this, she gave up the idea of ​​going back to say goodbye to her Father God Zhu Yan.

Lest Wu Zhu, who was very intuitive and had a keen intuition, discover something before he knew that the Yuanchu Fire could kill the Supreme God.

Before deciding to implement this plan, Jiu Zhao had also worried that because of the unknown connection of empathy that day, he had not had time to impose restrictions on Wu Zhu. He wondered if Wu Zhu would discover clues through his conversation with the Father God.

Or perhaps Wu Shao had told him the Phoenix Clan's top secret that day.

The day before she set off for the Phoenix Clan's territory, she specifically tested Wu Zhu.

There is a blood bond, and he cannot lie to his master.

After asking a few questions, Jiu Zhao only saw his confused and clueless expression.

With this premise, Jiu Zhao felt at ease at this moment.

She glanced again at the blind young man, who still had no idea what was about to happen. Feeling a little uncomfortable that her methods were not fair and honest, and that she had deceived others into death, she asked one last question: "Do you still remember the names of those who bullied you?"

It can also be regarded as a repayment for his favor of giving away the submandibular pearl.

Wu Zhu was stunned, a little surprised. "Why, just because I offered a submandibular pearl, has the master forgotten the evil things I have done? You wanted to stand up for me, but I chose to let go of the past of Sanqingtian when I rebelled against the heavens. I have long forgotten the names of those people."

Faced with his frankness, Jiu Zhao fell silent.

After a while, he said, "...Forget it. Whether you want to or not, everything in this world has its own cause and effect."

Apart from that, there is nothing more to say.

She pointed at Wu Zhu, and under the force of the blood contract, the young man was forced to turn into green smoke and re-enter her spiritual platform.

In a blink of an eye, Jiu Zhao was the only one left on the platform.

She brought a message to the God Emperor and Zhu Yan respectively, telling them that she had awakened the Phoenix Tree and was about to enter to begin cultivation. Then her figure dissipated into a ball of fairy light, floating towards the depths of the tree's heart.

…

The knowledge we had acquired in the past about the Phoenix Tree was ultimately “superficial”.

After entering here, Jiu Zhaofang experienced all kinds of truths that could not be found in books.

Perhaps it is because practicing martial arts requires a gradual process. Although the inside of the sacred tree is very hot, it is still within the tolerable range.

Jiu Zhao tentatively moved her hands and feet, only to find herself surrounded by a vast expanse of crimson. That crimson was the burning fire of the Nirvana Phoenix. If she had to find a single phrase to describe her feelings at that moment, it would be like being buried in a cremation pit, a corpse undergoing cremation. For a moment, it wouldn't be completely consumed, but simply endured the scorching and torment of the all-pervasive flames.

Soon, her expensive dress was engulfed by the flames, and the scorching heat tightly wrapped around her skin.

Before she could even begin to feel shy about her nakedness, large phoenix feathers suddenly sprouted, cluttering her face, neck, chest, arms, and lower body. Behind her shoulder blades, a crisp sound, like green shoots piercing the soil, rang out. A slight pain registered in her mind, and a pair of phoenix wings, far larger than usual, burst through her flesh, their heavy weight carrying Jiu Zhao downward.

The body is floating, with no landing point and nothing to rely on.

Jiu Zhao fell for a long time before he could barely regain his balance.

I don’t know what the next forty-nine years will be like.

While she was still conscious, she did not forget what she should do.

She put two fingers together and pressed them hard against her forehead.

An irresistible brute force pulled out Wu Zhu, who had been dormant in his spiritual altar and had been silent for a long time.

Only after touching the silk ribbon that blindfolded the other person and facing him "frankly" did Jiu Zhao barely suppress his inappropriate embarrassment.

She stretched out her hand, silently reciting the steps to break the blood contract, and began to cast a spell to force the drop of blood that belonged to Wu Zhu's body.

The heat consumes all five senses.

The space without support makes people feel weightless.

He sensed an unknown foreign object, drawn by Jiu Zhao's immortal power, rising through his veins, attempting to reach the exit of his throat. He tilted his face, lowering his chin towards Jiu Zhao's direction, and asked without any surprise, "Master, are you going to kill me here?"

not good--

If I had just realized what I was about to do, this shouldn't be my reaction.

Jiu Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

But she immediately analyzed the situation between the enemy and us, and concluded that Wu Zhu had lost most of her strength and had fallen to this point, and the inside of the sacred tree was her natural home ground. Once the constraints of the blood contract were lost, the ubiquitous Nirvana Phoenix Fire would first attack Wu Zhu, an alien.

The advantage is mine, so I might as well make it clear.

She relied on the wings on her back to soar a distance against the scorching heat, casting a condescending gaze on you. "You should have known this day would come. The question I asked you before entering the Phoenix Sacred Tree still rings true—no need to act so carefree. This is the last time. If you remember the names of those who bullied you, I'll avenge you when I get out."

Wu Zhu remained very calm.

He remained silent about the death date unilaterally set by Jiu Zhao.

He just looked up and asked curiously, "How can I take revenge? Will the master cut them into pieces for me?"

Jiu Zhao was choked by his words, and after a long pause, he said, "Cut into pieces? Of course not. No matter how many laws the Three Pure Heavens have, they have never issued such a horrific punishment. But don't worry, since I promised you, I will fulfill your last wish and will not let them have an easy time from now on."

"Thank you so much, Master."

Wu Zhu laughed.

Jiu Zhao had seen him laugh, sneer, and sneer...

It was as if the arc that most people used to express joy had only one purpose for him: to attack and provoke the enemy's mind.

But this time, the smile was very different.

With genuine joy, his expression suddenly softened. "Think about it this way, the Sanqingtian people aren't all hypocrites and evil. There are still fools like you who pursue fairness and believe in tit-for-tat—"

“What a pity.”

"What a pity?"

Jiu Zhao sensed a hint of impending storm in Wu Zhu's unfinished words, and knowing that he would not surrender, he immediately questioned him.

And Wu Zhu never thought of hiding it from her.

The curve of his lips grew wider and wider. "It's a pity that they are all dead."