Chapter 78 A Cock and a Duck Talk
Now that we have the artifact, all we need to do is choose a time to go back. But before that, there is one thing we need to figure out.
Early in the morning, Li Mo had stolen the white fox Pei Yan's den and was having a sweet dream. Suddenly, the dream took a sharp turn for the worse. Several village women holding kitchen knives surrounded it, each rolling up their sleeves to reveal a ferocious face. A huge shadow loomed over it, and the big black chicken Li Mo had nowhere to escape.
The moment the shadow approached, Li Mo opened his eyes in horror, only to find Jiang Zhishui's large face extremely close to his. Jiang Zhishui's lips curled into a smile, and with lightning speed, she covered the black chicken's head with a blanket.
The big black chicken squawked incessantly, flapping its large wings as if trying to break free of the black cloth. Jiang Zhishui tied a rope tightly, securing the only exit, and weighed the chicken in her hand, thinking to herself: This fat chicken is quite heavy.
Jiang Zhishui tied the cloth bag to the sword sheath, hoisted it onto her shoulder, and turned to walk out of the courtyard. The white fox tiptoed to the gate, tilted its head and watched Jiang Zhishui carry the bullying black chicken out the door. It trembled a few times and slowly and deliberately went back to its little den.
Jiang Zhishui deliberately chose the difficult and rugged paths along the winding mountain trails. She swayed every now and then and almost fell several times. Jiang Zhishui sat down directly on the black chicken in the cloth bag. With a creak, the big black chicken's eyes went black and it almost fainted.
Jiang Zhishui picked up the cloth bag, patted off the dust, and apologized insincerely, "I'm sorry, I stepped on you. Are you alright?"
The big black chicken had a hoarse cry and blurred vision; it couldn't even open its mouth to complain.
After walking around for a while, Jiang Zhishui felt it was about time, so she untied the rope of the cloth bag and poured out the big black chicken.
She poked the black chicken's belly with a small twig and said in a light tone, "Li Mo, wake up, let's have a chat."
The big black chicken sprang to its feet and stuck its back against the tree trunk. It looked around; the surrounding woods were dense, and the place was very secluded. The brat in front of it looked at it with ill intent.
Li Mo had been kidnapped to this godforsaken place early in the morning. It knew very well that with its current useless body, it was no match for Jiang Zhishui. But it was always proud and would never show weakness in front of others. It held its head high, flapped its wings, and pointed directly at Jiang Zhishui, its face displaying what it considered an inviolable majesty. Its first words were:
"Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle!"
From an outsider's perspective, all they could hear was the crowing of chickens.
From Li Mo's perspective: "How dare you, you foolish human! Once I regain my true form, I will make you wish you were dead!!"
The big black rooster was furious. It puffed out its chest, crowed, and looked at the other side with disdain. Jiang Zhishui squatted to the side, staring blankly at it.
"..." Jiang Zhishui planted the sword to the side. The big black chicken, which had been looking majestic, was startled for a moment by her action. It quickly adjusted its expression and stood up straight. Jiang Zhishui stood up, crossed her arms, and looked worried. "This is a problem. Chickens can't speak human language. How can we talk?"
Jiang Zhishui walked forward, and the big black chicken quickly moved its claws backward, flapping its wings as if trying to fly. Jiang Zhishui used a tree branch to pin its neck down and said in a calm tone, "Tell me, what would happen if I stewed you?"
The big black chicken was covered in black feathers, so you couldn't tell if its complexion was fair or not, but when it heard her words, which didn't sound like a joke, its eyes widened.
Jiang Zhishui reached out and placed her hand on its chest, bending her fingers as if to rip out its heart. The black chicken's squawk choked for a moment, but she only scratched it gently. "What exactly did you and Jing Qianheng agree to? He said he would give you his body. What are you going to do? Have you already completed the possession technique? Or... did you do something else that I don't know about?"
Speaking of this, Li Mo got angry. It stretched its neck and kept clucking.
Jiang Zhishui frowned as she listened to its call.
Li Mo was indignant: "You two are truly a match made in heaven, deliberately making fun of me. I am his ancestor. If it weren't for me, that brat wouldn't even have had the chance to be born. All that bloodline power was bestowed upon him by me. Not only do he not know how to be grateful, but he also goes back on his word! Whatever he wants, I give him. I've treated him so well, yet he dares to betray me. Good, good, you're all a bunch of heartless wolves. I must have been blind to believe him!!"
"And what are you? Causing trouble for me so early in the morning, all for that unworthy descendant who even wants to use me as soup! You despicable and shameless human, don't let me ever get my way, or I'll tear you both to pieces!!"
Jiang Zhishui listened quietly to it calling for a while. She saw that its voice was almost hoarse from calling, and it sounded quite pitiful. She released the branch that was stuck around its neck. "Alright, alright, it's my fault. I was just worried and confused."
She gripped Li Mo's neck, stroking it lightly, and murmured, "He... I don't know what he's thinking. He gave me the things, and lately he's been unusually gentle..."
That day was like that... Judging from his later changes, the three-month period should have been null and void, but Jing Qianheng didn't say anything. A few days later, he even said he was going out for the first time, and just left her here alone like that.
Jiang Zhishui was still pondering how to tell Jing Qianheng about the divine artifact. The atmosphere between them was just right now. If she told him that she was going to take the artifact and go back first, would he obediently listen and wait for her to return to this world?
If she didn't tell him, and instead acted first and informed him later, and then came back to find him after everything was resolved... Jiang Zhishui didn't dare to think how heartbroken he would be after discovering that she had left without saying goodbye. Moreover, she wasn't entirely confident that she could negotiate a good deal with the system this time she went back.
Jiang Zhi, the sailor, suddenly clenched her fist, causing the black chicken's sharp beak to gape open, almost suffocating it. Its pupils turned red, and it couldn't even make a sound.
"How can I keep you away from Jing Qianheng?" Jiang Zhishui's strength was neither too much nor too little, but it was a bit too much for people to handle. "I really want to stew you, but I'm afraid there might be some problems. Or should I poison you? But if I kill you, it seems the same thing. Li Mo, what do you suggest?"
Li Mo called out for a long time, but she didn't understand a single word. It was already miserable enough that he, an ancient demon dragon, had been reduced to possessing a chicken, but to be humiliated by such a little girl who held his life in her hands, he was so angry that he couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
The chicken's neck suddenly bent, startling Jiang Zhishui. She raised her hand and patted the chicken's face. "Hey, what's wrong? I didn't use much force. Don't die... I still have some questions to ask you."
"Miss Jiang?"
Jiang Zhishui was in the middle of her intense black palm strike when she heard Aunt Wu's voice from behind her.
Aunt Wu stood not far away with a strange expression. From her perspective, Jiang Zhishui was alone in the mountains, catching a big black chicken, talking to it, chattering incessantly, and even grabbing the chicken by the neck and slapping it wildly. It all looked very strange.
Jiang Zhishui stood up, carrying the chicken, and smiled sheepishly: "Aunt Wu, what a coincidence."
Aunt Wu stepped forward and glanced at the unconscious black chicken, asking in confusion, "Girl, what are you doing?"
"The chickens in the house suddenly ran away, so I came out to look for them." Jiang Zhishui stuffed the chicken into a cloth bag, with its head sticking out limply. "Look, I've caught it."
Aunt Wu said, "This chicken is quite plump; the soup will definitely taste delicious."
Jiang Zhishui smiled and said, "Yes, I'll kill it when I have time and invite you over to have a taste."
Li Mo listened for a few minutes, but couldn't take it anymore. She suddenly opened her eyes and stared intently at Jiang Zhishui.
Just as it stretched its neck to peck at people, Jiang Zhishui suddenly pinched its pointed beak with her fingers and used a thin thread to tightly wrap its mouth several times to seal it.
Aunt Wu said she was out collecting herbs, and Jiang Zhi said she had nothing better to do, so she helped her look for some.
As the two walked, they stepped out of the protective barrier set up by Jing Qianheng. The barrier was not meant to restrict Jiang Zhishui's range of movement, but only to prevent demons and monsters from getting close.
Aunt Wu walked ahead, while Jiang Zhishui, carrying a chicken, bent down a short distance behind her, searching through the haystack for the herbs Aunt Wu wanted.
"Ahhh!!" Suddenly, Wu Da Niang's scream rang out.
Jiang Zhishui turned around and saw that Aunt Wu was gone.
She rushed over to check and found a deep, dark pit in front of her, surrounded by bushes. She guessed that Wu had accidentally stepped into it and fallen in.
"Aunt Wu! Are you alright?" Jiang Zhishui shouted into the pit.
From deep within the pit came the sound of Aunt Wu crying, and Jiang Zhishui, holding the chicken, jumped straight down.
On the other side, at the Ziyang Immortal Abode's Cloud Immortal Terrace.
Jing Qianheng was dressed in black, accompanied only by Sheng Yuchen, Jing Chengrui, Su You, and others.
Directly in front of them, Liu Chuxi, Lin Ye, Song An, and disciples from various immortal sects all looked terrified.
Sheng Yuchen was ordered to lure Liu Chuxi and Lin Ye away. After the two used talisman clones to find Jiang Zhishui's location, Jing Qianheng ordered Sheng Yuchen not to interfere with them anymore and asked her to pass on a message to Lin Ye and the others to meet at the Ziyang Immortal Mansion.
The elders and sect leader of Ziyang Immortal Mansion were either in seclusion or away on business, leaving the mansion vulnerable. Lin Ye feared that Jing Qianheng might attack Ziyang Immortal Mansion at this time, so he and Liu Chuxi hurriedly returned to Ziyang Immortal Mansion to prepare for battle.
Coincidentally, the triennial Immortal Sect Grand Competition was held at the Ziyang Immortal Mansion, and various immortal sects successively sent their disciples to visit the Ziyang Immortal Mansion.
As soon as Lin Ye and Liu Chuxi returned to Ziyang Immortal Abode, the disciples guarding the mountain gate came to report, covered in sweat, that Yunxiantai was crowded with people, and the sect leader and the others were not there. The people guarding the immortal abode did not know how to settle them.
What's worse is that the Azure Jade Emperor of Thousand Realms Peak appeared without warning. He descended from the sky amidst demonic clouds, removing the Ghostly Fiend Mask he always wore, revealing his true face.
When everyone saw his true face, their expressions varied. Some were shocked, some were calm, and some were terrified. Several timid people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground. They all felt that they had seen the true face of the Jade Emperor and that their death was probably not far off.
"Junior Brother Jing." Liu Chuxi was the first to speak. She stepped forward and smiled, "So you're not dead."
One sentence immediately stirred up even bigger waves. The other immortal sects were not familiar with Jing Qianheng. They just didn't expect that a troublemaker would have such a harmless and handsome appearance.
In the cultivation world, there are endless speculations about the identity of the Azure Jade Emperor. After all the guessing, no one cares about the truth of the rumors anymore. The only consensus is that he now sits on the supreme throne, and no one in the Three Realms has the power to shake his position.
Unexpectedly, this demon who destroyed three sects and killed the Demon Lord was actually just an unknown disciple of the Ziyang Immortal Mansion.
Jing Qianheng slowly raised his eyes, looked at Liu Chuxi, and said in a low voice, "Senior Sister, it's been a long time."
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