Chapter 400 Evolution (3)

"No! Master! If you keep pulling, you'll have no hair left!" Niu Fen urged anxiously from the side.

"If I can't kill Him, what use is this body of fur to me?"

Xi Tong pointed upwards with his wings and roared, "Where's A Rong? Where's A Rong? Ah! Niu Fen! Why is Heaven so unfair? If I weren't blind, I could rush up, encircle him, and burn him alive, hahaha... Why! Why..."

Jiao Jue opened his eyes and looked at Xi Tong, who had suddenly gone mad, and said helplessly, "Xi Tong, please speak, don't get agitated."

After Xi Tong finished her heart-wrenching scream, she stretched out her claws and spread them in the air. Flames of various colors burned at the tips of her claws, but with a gentle squeeze, the flames quickly dissipated.

She turned her head down again, pecking at her scars as she said bitterly, "I was originally determined to find an opportunity to die with my good uncle."

But when Arong came last time, she told me that death is not the end, and that not being able to live independently is the most painful thing.

So, over the years, I have secluded myself to practice the art of fire control, but I have only achieved a minor level of mastery.

Seeing that my cultivation had stalled, Niu Fen suggested we go back to the Danxue Mountains for a walk, so we set off.

Jiao Jue asked, "What about Tang and Shan?"

Niu Fen, standing to the side, said, "Don't worry, Lord Jue. With four mountain gods in charge, there won't be any chaos there."

Jiao Jue looked at the agitated Xi Tong and said softly, "Xi Tong, are you really blind?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Tong immediately stopped pecking at her wound. Like a dying bird, she drooped her neck and weakly whispered, "I can't see anything except for things that are like the essence of the sun."

Jiao Jue sighed, "Xi Tong, being blind might actually be a good thing."

Then, He said to Niu Fen and Feng Qing, "Niu Fen, you wait here. I will grant your master a great fortune on behalf of Ji Rong."

"Feng Qing, you stay here and treat Niu Fen well. If there's anything important, have A Jin call me; he knows the most about my affairs."

After giving instructions to Niu Fen and Feng Qing, Jiao Jue led Xi Tong to the Dragon and Phoenix Palace.

He led Xi Tong to the base of Ji Rong's huge, emerald-green tree and asked, "Xi Tong, can you see? Touch it from the front."

Xi Tong's eyes were veiled in white mist. She reached out her claws and touched the tree trunk, and a surge of joy welled up in her heart. She replied, "Although I can't see it, it feels very familiar. I just want to go up and build a nest." Then she simply stretched out her wings, leaned against the tree trunk, and refused to come down.

Jiaojue nodded and said, "Given your current condition, you probably can't make a nest here, and this tree doesn't really like creatures making nests on its head."

But you could go upstairs and get a good night's sleep; who knows, you might find something useful afterward.

Xi Tong nodded immediately, and she flapped her wings and went up to the tree.

Strangely enough, she usually relies on sound to identify things and needs Niu Fen to serve her food. But now, even though it's her first time climbing this big tree, she feels as safe and familiar as if she's returned to her childhood home.

Halfway down, she suddenly looked down and asked, "Jue Jun, where's A Rong? You said she had a problem with her cultivation. With such a good tree, maybe she can take a nap here and get better."

Jiao Jue squinted and smiled, "Go find a place to sleep. Ever since Ji Rong got sick, she's been hanging on this tree."

Upon hearing this, Xi Tong began to climb. The higher she climbed, the clearer her mind became, and the wetter her claws grew.

Wisps of spiritual mist surrounded her, brushing away the black ash that had accumulated on her body over the past few days;

Layers of golden leaves brushed against her body, leaving overlapping marks on her exposed, wounded skin;

She felt accepted, comforted, and nurtured by the tree, and a deep sense of gratitude welled up within her.

This feeling is so good, even better than when I became an emperor or an immortal!

Xi Tong didn't want to stop. She kept climbing slowly upwards. Occasionally, she would lose her grip and fall, but she would be caught by the thick layer of golden leaves, as if walking on flat ground.

Xi Tong felt only joy in her heart. At this moment, she forgot her external troubles, let go of her obsessions, and smiled.

Nearly two decades later, Xi Tong smiled happily once again.

Xi Tong fell down, then got up again. When he was hungry, he would peck at some dew from the trees to drink. When he was cold, he would light a fire to keep his skin warm.

She kept climbing until she reached the top and couldn't go any higher.

When she could no longer climb, the blind Xi Tong flapped her wings and stood on the treetop. Beneath her feet was a vast expanse of white mist, with chains of order, some real and some ethereal, pulled by thick aerial roots.

A little golden dragon and a little white dragon were watching closely from the side. Whenever a breath stick out, the little white dragon would exhale and cover it.

But Xi Tong couldn't see it; she only felt that the top of the tree was unusually swaying, and she needed to spread her wings to steady herself.

Everything around her was so quiet that she could hear the leaves rustling under her feet.

Having not found peace for a long time, Xi Tong felt very close to the sky. This place was far away from worldly grudges and hatreds, making her want to sleep.

"Maybe a good nap will do the trick," Xi Tong thought to herself. She grabbed a thick aerial root as a branch, supported herself with one foot, and then tucked her head into her wing and fell asleep.

As soon as she stood still, the air roots that were waving in the air would pull down the chain of order from time to time to make imprints. Each time they passed through, they would also leave an imprint on Xi Tong's body.

As the number of times increased, the blood scars on Xi Tong's body were deeply covered by these intertwined inscriptions. They overlapped one after another on his skin, causing Xi Tong's body to tremble from time to time.

She desperately wanted to get up, but she simply couldn't open her eyes.

She wanted to control her body, but somehow her flesh and blood had been stuffed with many simple yet complex principles. These golden patterns of knowledge bloomed like flowers all over her body, making her consciousness waver and her mind even more confused.

In the darkness, she seemed to see a light beneath her, where a bird and a little girl were also sleeping. She glanced at the glowing bird and thought to herself, "So Ji Rong is sleeping here too," before drifting back into a drowsy state.

As Xi Tong fell into a deep sleep, tiny flames gradually ignited on her body. They merely dispelled the surrounding moisture without spreading, and from a distance, they resembled a small, bright red sun.

Therefore, after Xi Tong arrived, the treetops of Ji Rong were no longer shrouded in darkness.