Chapter 100 The Shores of the East China Sea
The vast blue sea stretches to the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun paints the sky with rosy clouds.
Chang Hao stopped in his tracks. The place Tongtian had chosen was truly excellent. The sea was teeming with hidden waves, and the islands stood tall and majestic. In the distance, one could vaguely see that the islands were covered with all kinds of plants, so the spiritual energy must be abundant.
Tongtian said smugly, "The Four Seas were originally in the hands of the Dragon Clan, but now, the Dragon Clan has been wiped out. Even the Dragon Clan that is hiding in the Four Seas would never dare to take the Four Seas for themselves."
"All I need is the fairy island in the sea. If the dragons know what's good for them, they will naturally not dare to stop me."
“Alright, how about you go and investigate yourself? I’ll wait for you on the shore.” Chang Hao didn’t want to influence Tongtian’s choice. Of the four seas, only the East Sea remained. If Tongtian was still not satisfied with the East Sea Immortal Mountain, then he would have to turn his attention to the major mountain ranges in the east, which would be a bit more troublesome.
“Alright…” Tongtian didn’t hesitate. He would definitely come to his residence often in the future, and naturally, he should make it as perfect as possible and to his liking.
Watching Tongtian leave, Chang Hao waved his sleeve, sat cross-legged on the shore, and a jade zither appeared out of thin air.
With a calm mind, Chang Hao played the zither, and the clear and elegant music slowly drifted over the East China Sea. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. As time passed, his restless heart became calmer and calmer.
"You've come..." Chang Hao didn't turn his head, the music continuing.
The renowned Donghuang Taiyi made no attempt to conceal his presence. "Yes, I've come. You went to great lengths to invite me, and I had to overcome all obstacles to come."
Listening to Chang Hao's zither music, Taiyi exclaimed, "Everyone says that Fuxi's zither playing is unparalleled in the world, but now, hearing Chang Hao's zither music, with its lingering notes and blooming flowers, it is no less than Fuxi's."
A smile appeared on Chang Hao's lips as he realized that the rocky cliff he was standing on was already bathed in the warm glow of spring. "How do you know that my music can rival that of Fuxi? Have you perhaps heard Fuxi play the zither?"
Chang Hao suspected that he was the one who sang the wrong tune, but Taiyi would praise him with his eyes wide open because he didn't understand music at all.
"Of course not." Taiyi was speechless. Fuxi had indeed used his zither to fight enemies. When that sound attack was unleashed, the enemies' blood boiled and they died. They only felt the overwhelming killing intent and had no time to appreciate the wonderful music.
Taiyi wanted to praise Changhao a few more times, but some of the little ones were not well-behaved and had no patience to wait for their uncle to reminisce. They had already quietly crawled out of Taiyi's wide sleeves.
Taiyi had to let his nephews out of his sleeves to prevent the little ones from getting angry and setting his sleeves on fire.
Chang Hao's ears twitched as he heard a rustling sound coming from Taiyi's body. Turning around, he saw several fluffy, chubby golden chicks crawling restlessly out of Taiyi's sleeve, the only difference being that they had three legs.
Chang Hao stared intently at the three legs, a mischievous glint in his eyes, carefully observing how they walked.
As soon as the little yellow chick landed, it chirped and climbed up Chang Hao's wide clothes, showing no fear of strangers. Chang Hao looked down in surprise at the audacious birds. How could the little golden crow be so unafraid of his aura?
"Little Ten, Little Ten, what are you doing here? Didn't Father cherish you and nurture you in his heart?"
"How did Little Ten get so big?" chirping filled the air. "It looks so good like this."
"That's right, I want to grow bigger too, and be as majestic as my uncle."
"How is she pretty? Is she prettier than my aunt? I want to see her too..."
"Little Ten, Little Ten, how did you change? You can't keep this a secret, teach Third Brother too..." A little golden crow accidentally climbed onto Chang Hao's jade crown and nestled there without moving.
Chang Hao was always dignified and meticulous in his dressing, even his beautiful hair was always neatly combed. When had he ever been so disheveled?
These little golden crows are simply too lively, too active, and too audacious and lawless.
Unfortunately, these tiny creatures were so fragile that they could be crushed with a single finger, so Chang Hao could only let them crawl on. If Chang Hao could understand bird language, he would know that these little yellow chicks kept calling for Xiao Shi.
Taiyi had to suppress his laughter, for he absolutely couldn't laugh, or Chang Hao would become furious.
Lifting a small yellow chick from Chang Hao's jade crown, Taiyi warned sternly, "What nonsense are you spouting? Behave yourselves, or you'll all be going back."
Chang Hao picked up the little golden crow that had been nuzzling him. His steady hand trembled slightly as a mysterious connection appeared between the little golden crow and him. It was... the scent of his primordial spirit, but the scent was very faint, as if he had accidentally picked it up.
These little golden crows must have come into contact with his primordial spirit, Chang Hao was certain of that not long ago.
"This is the mistress." Taiyi's voice pulled Chang Hao out of that subtle feeling.
Chang Hao glanced at the golden dumplings surrounding him; they all looked the same, which made it hard for Taiyi to recognize them.
To verify his conjecture, Chang Hao took out the gift he had prepared beforehand, tied it around Xiao San's neck, and then replaced it with a small golden crow.
The gift he presented was a set of golden bells, which together constituted a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and even when separated, they were still a powerful innate spiritual treasure for sound manipulation. Even Di Jun would find it difficult to find a spiritual treasure better than this that was also resistant to the scorching heat of the sun.
Furthermore, the golden bell contains a heavy restriction he placed on the little golden crows. As long as the golden bell is carried by him, those weaker than him will not be able to shoot down the little golden crows.
Chang Hao meant well, but unexpectedly, he made an amazing discovery. It was like finding a needle in a haystack. These little golden crows were born not long ago and did not know how to clean themselves. Fortunately, they encountered very few people every day, and their aura was very pure, so they were not difficult to identify.
Chang Hao: "Didn't you say there were ten? Why are there only nine now?"
Thinking of Xiao Shi, Taiyi's handsome face was tinged with sorrow. "That child was born with a deficiency. From the day he was born, he has been inseparable from the protection of my and my elder brother's extremely strong and yang true energy. He could easily die young. Nine is the extreme number, Xiao Shi..."
Taiyi sighed heavily.
Chang Hao couldn't bring himself to ask Taiyi to bring the person out for a look. He clutched the remaining bell, his face contorting for a moment.
Unfortunately, Taiyi was preoccupied and did not get to see him.
The ten little golden crows have been by his side for many years, so the tenth one must have the scent of his remnant soul. Taiyi doesn't have it, so there's only one possibility left...
Di Jun!!!
No wonder, Chang Hao wondered. Where did Di Jun get such a big heart to try to pull him onto the demon race's ship right away, and keep provoking him, without being afraid that he would come to his door to fight?
So, they thought they held a wisp of his primordial spirit in their grasp, believing he could only act out of fear of harming the innocent, right? Unfortunately, Di Jun was wrong. He hated being threatened by nature and was unyielding to both soft and hard tactics. He would rather perish than accept coercion. Di Jun's wishful thinking was doomed.
"Chang Hao, why are you suddenly silent?" Taiyi asked, puzzled.
Chang Hao smirked as he pondered how to deal with Di Jun.
"It's a pity, I can't go to the Demon Court, so I can only ask you to pass this bell on for me." Chang Hao sent the remaining golden bell to Taiyi in mid-air.
Taiyi took the golden bell, a look of shame on his face. "Big brother... he did something wrong. It's a pity I couldn't persuade him. It was right of you not to go... not to go."
Chang Hao glanced at Taiyi, his eyes full of disappointment and frustration. "Why should Dijun listen to what you say?"
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