Chapter 104 104 "Mid-Autumn Festival" Yue Jingting had imagined Xiao...

The first year of the Reiki Restoration, October 5th, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Longyuan Academy, Treasure House.

Feng Huang walked calmly into the basement of the treasure house, nodded politely to Yue Jingting who had been waiting there, and then looked at the intricate formation on the ground.

Yue Jingting's gaze lingered on Feng Huang, and an indescribable sense of strangeness surged in his heart, as if time was distorted here, stretching the distance between them even further.

The last time I saw each other was two weeks ago, when Jiuli appeared.

That was the anniversary of Master's death.

...maybe also Phoenix's.

Yue Jingting raised his feet and moved closer to the other person.

He held it in for a long time, and finally managed to utter a dry greeting: "How are you?"

The air in the basement seemed to still hold the breath of an ancient secret. The formation spread across the cold ground only had one last crucial step left - the missing center of the formation.

"Very good. After Nirvana, all the previous injuries are healed." Ning Changkong's voice was calm. He controlled Phoenix's body, and Ling Mo, under the guidance of his spiritual power, accurately completed the central part of the formation.

He confirmed with Phoenix again in his heart: "After adjusting the formation to this, we can use the spirit stone to activate the formation, right?"

The scene when the Phoenix extracted the life fire of the Evernight Society's followers to open the Kiriyama illusion is still vivid in my mind.

Phoenix's voice echoed in his mind: "It's theoretically feasible. Since the illusion 'Longyuan' opened itself once ten years ago, it would take less energy to re-establish the passage than to open the illusion 'Tongshan'."

"That's good." Ning Changkong muttered in his heart. If he had to consume his vitality again... he might not have enough energy to burn it.

Phoenix said seriously, "As long as there are enough people participating in the sharing, the extraction of life energy will not be fatal."

Ning Changkong retorted unhappily: "It's not fatal, but it will shorten your life!"

Yue Jingting's words brought Ning Changkong back to reality: "I haven't seen you replying to forum posts recently."

"I'm busy with work and don't have time to write." Ning Changkong's voice carried a hint of apology. His eyes were always focused on those complicated formations, and his hands never stopped moving.

Yue Jingting was silent for a moment, then said softly: "I already know what you and Xiao Wen talked about."

Ning Changkong simply responded: "Oh, they are not trustworthy." Feng Huang remained calm and composed as usual, and did not seem surprised at all by the news.

In fact, Ning Changkong was not surprised at all - the excitement of the protagonists after learning the truth was too obvious.

Gu Minghui and Yan Xiaoling were fine, but Wen Qingsheng was Zuo Langning's apprentice after all. The unusual energy of Wen soon attracted the attention of his master. Zuo Langning, who had expected this, made a little inquiry, and the already weak window paper was easily pierced.

They both knew the truth in their hearts, and hiding it further would only be a way of saying it. Ning Changkong simply admitted it.

Yes, I am Lin Jinsong - and then?

If it was a month ago, Yue Jingting might have tried to lure him back to be his junior disciple, but now, as the current dean of Lingzhuan Academy, he has more things to consider.

Yue Jingting stood there, his lips moving slightly, as if thousands of words were flooding into his heart, but at the last moment he was suppressed by an invisible force and could not say anything.

A flood of disorganized memories and emotions came flooding back, leaving him in silence for a moment.

"I have something to do tomorrow, so I'll stop here today and do some debugging after the holiday." As the last stroke of spiritual ink fell, Ning Changkong slowly withdrew the surging spiritual power in his hand.

Yes, tomorrow.

Yue Jingting was a little dazed.

The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix was a carnival within the Hundred Birds Tribe. Apart from the important people who were invited to witness the event and a small group of reporters, almost no other monster tribes and humans were invited to watch the ceremony, so he almost forgot about it.

Tomorrow is the ceremony of paying homage to the phoenix...it is also Mid-Autumn Festival.

Because this is a day of reunion, the Hundred Birds Tribe deliberately chose this day to hold the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix.

This is a private, family moment.

Phoenix, he gradually realized that even though he was like a meteor in the sky, crossing the night sky of Lingzhuan Academy, he finally had his own destination and his own home.

For the phoenix, which has a long life, what difference does it make between a few short months and a moment in Lingzhuan Academy?

Yue Jingting had thought many times about what his reunion with his junior fellow apprentice would be like.

He might write another well-organized paper, using irrefutable logic to prove that Feng Huang is Lin Jinsong, and then reveal a smug smile in the face of Ning Changkong's angry and defeated expression.

Perhaps Ning Changkong accidentally revealed his flaws again and was exposed on the spot, and finally had to admit his identity helplessly.

Then...then maybe they would have a meal together and chat about each other's lives. The junior brother would act like he used to, smiling and acting cute to him in order to eat more cakes.

...It won't be like this after all.

There was no joy of regaining what was lost, no expected excitement or conflict, only a dull calm and a deep sense of emptiness.

The air around him seemed to sense the heaviness, becoming stagnant and oppressive. Yue Jingting closed his mouth and silently swallowed the bitterness.

Phoenix turned her head away and changed the subject: "The formation itself has been basically completed. The next step is debugging and power supply. The formal exploration is estimated to take some time."

Yue Jingting seemed to be awakened, and stiffly and deliberately brought the conversation back to the rhythm of normal communication between colleagues: "Yes...it takes time to organize the manpower in the different departments."

He sighed, "I never thought that the rampant evil spirit was actually related to the demiplane I accidentally entered during my exploration ten years ago... That mysterious informant is really impressive."

Chi Zhaoming commissioned Feng Huang and Yue Jingting to draw the formation and arranged people to guard the treasure pavilion. On the surface, he only said that it was for the purpose of obtaining Yinglong's aura to open the Longyuan illusion and explore it again.

Ning Changkong could also guess that Chi Zhaoming believed that the key to the possible revival of his spiritual energy was hidden in the demiplane he had mistakenly entered that year. For this reason, he was eager to re-enter the Dragon Abyss Illusion.

Those who had participated in the action ten years ago had witnessed the spiritual energy surging in the mysterious demiplane and had mistakenly entered the mansion of the gods. They might have had their own guesses about the truth of the spiritual energy's revival, and they turned a blind eye to Chi Zhaoming's arrangements.

But now that the war is about to start, the superficial reason is not sufficient for the Alien Bureau to organize a large number of people to enter the burial ground of the gods and fight the demons in an organized manner.

Therefore, Ning Changkong used his identity as an informant to contact the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs and provided more detailed intelligence about demons and evil spirits.

Of course, he deliberately kept the information about [Destiny] secret and only described the devil's conspiracy: they attempted to use the secret treasure in that mysterious demiplane to manipulate evil to rule the world.

Such intelligence is enough to give the Alien Bureau sufficient reason to prepare for battle, take the initiative to attack, enter the place where the gods are buried, face the threat of demons, and fight for the peaceful life of mankind.

——This is the reason the Alien Bureau claimed. For those old people who guessed the truth about the decline of spiritual energy and resurrection, their real goal is to snatch [Destiny] from the devil.

For Ning Changkong, the motives behind these things were not important. Anyway, no matter whether it was the devil or the alien bureau, he would not leave them a complete and usable [Destiny].

"Take care, brother." Before leaving, Feng Huang couldn't help but whispered, with a barely perceptible concern in her voice.

But that posture was still that of the elegant and calm Phoenix, rather than the lively and cheerful junior brother from Lingzhuan Academy.

In the end, Yue Jingting just watched the figure walk away quietly without calling out to him.

Yue Jingting had thought many times about what his reunion with his junior fellow apprentice would be like.

After the reunion... maybe they will have a meal together and talk about each other's lives.

Then after dinner, Yue Jingting would carefully ask the question that was very important to him:

...Do you want to come back to celebrate the New Year this year?

Even if you come here and sit for a while and then leave like Yan Yian, that would be fine.

The first year of Aura Recovery, early morning of October 2, Phoenix's bedroom.

Ning Changkong "hanged up" the mental connection with Phoenix and let out a tired sigh.

"Then the next task is clear. We just need to wait for the Alien Bureau to be ready for the battle... Then I can make some preparations here and transfer some demons away in advance--"

Ning Changkong's voice suddenly stopped on the mind connection.

It seemed that his weak body could not bear the excessive worries. The blood churning in his chest and abdomen suddenly burst out. He suddenly lay on his side on the edge of the bed and vomited, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

With this movement, the pain spread throughout his body like an awakened beast. Every muscle and nerve seemed to be pierced by countless tiny needles, bringing bursts of sharp pain.

Ning Changkong could only lie on the bed helplessly, gasping for air. In the pain, his consciousness gradually blurred, and everything in his vision began to become distorted.

...I still have to hold on for a few more days, he told himself. Even in the name of rescuing Gu Minghui and the others, there is no reason for Phoenix and the Immortal Bird to meet so often. The next time he agreed to meet Phoenix again and repair his body would be in a few days.

Phoenix was busy preparing for the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, and Bai Xian had packed up all the birds and taken them back to Feather Country, so he had no time to meet with him privately.

Ha, hundreds of birds are paying homage to the phoenix, Ning Changkong smiled bitterly in his heart.

Chu Qingge pulled the pain curve downwards with a bang. She sighed, with a hint of helplessness in her tone: "Wake up."

As the pain eased, the spastic muscles slowly relaxed, his breathing became steady, and Ning Changkong's will gradually became clear.

"There's no need to be too hard on yourself, and there's no need to force yourself." Chu Qingge reminded Ning Changkong.

She continued, "It's inconvenient to stay under Bai Xian's nose all the time, but if you only stay for an hour or two...it shouldn't be unlucky that Baril will call you in those one or two hours, right?"

"After all, it's Mid-Autumn Festival. Do you want to go back and have a look? Go home and have a look?"