Chapter 95 Chapter 95 "If I were there, I would definitely...
"Didn't you say that the submandibular bead was condensed from the body after the divine power was restored?
"What you mean by 'condensation' is to just grab it without any effort?!"
The strong smell of blood in the depths of his throat made him feel nauseous. Jiu Zhao tried his best to endure the feeling of nausea and questioned Wu Zhu.
Wu Zhu replied with an expression that seemed to understand her very well, "Of course there are gentler ways to minimize physical damage, but how could that be what you want to see, Master? Master, don't you just like to see me tortured to the point of being covered in bruises and blood—"
"Is it best to die tragically right after offering the submandibular pearl?"
Offering the submandibular pearl and dying immediately was indeed Jiu Zhao's most sincere wish.
But when it comes to being tortured to the point of being covered in wounds and blood—
Jiu Zhao frowned and turned her head away, wanting to retort that only the demons from the Burning Sea liked to do such perverted things. But for some reason, when Xing Yao told her the secret of cultivating the Nirvana Phoenix Fire, the story of Wu Zhu's past suddenly appeared in her mind.
His mother refused to acknowledge him as her own son, and he had no father to protect him.
From childhood to adulthood, he has been looked down upon and bullied because of his half-demon body.
…
It seems that Sanqingtian was the one who wronged Wu Zhu first.
It seemed that if he wanted to denounce the cruelty of the demons, he had to first judge the evil deeds done by his compatriots.
In the past few decades, Jiu Zhao had never thought about these things carefully, and only regarded Wu Zhu as an enemy who would be killed sooner or later. However, now when he heard him take it for granted that all the Three Pure Ones gods were dark and vicious people, he felt subtle and uncomfortable.
She said coldly, "You're right. I wish you'd die quickly and stop causing trouble in the Three Realms. But don't die in front of me. I don't have that weird habit of torturing people. Next time you have to torture yourself, get out of here and stay away from me. Don't dirty my eyes!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Zhu was a little surprised.
"Those immortal soldiers and generals I met on the battlefield all cursed me as a traitor to the Three Pure Heavens and threatened to skin me alive and pull out my tendons after capturing me. Even your father, Sichen, thought a quick death would be too easy for me, so he imprisoned Wu Shao and me in the Sunless Abyss, torturing us with thunder.
"Why, you don't agree with their approach?"
Not to mention Jiu Zhao and those immortals who have truly been at odds with him since he rebelled against heaven.
When he was still a member of the Three Pure Ones, the noble young men who had no grudges against him liked to hurt him in various ways.
Wu Zhu thought that Jiu Zhao would only be happy to see him become like this.
In this way, he could once again confirm his previous thoughts—
The gods in the Three Pure Heavens have the reputation of being bright and clear, but in reality they are full of filth.
His blind pupils followed his spiritual sense to sense the position of Jiuzhao's face, then drooped and stared at Jiuzhao. He wanted to use his status as a fellow immortal and Sichen's father to force Jiuzhao to submit and admit that there was nothing wrong with using bloody means to treat these sinful gods.
But the more urgent he was, the more unexpected the answer he got from Jiu Zhao was.
"I heard about your upbringing from the Medical Immortal Xingyao. Those who tortured you claimed that you were half-demon blood and would sooner or later bring disaster to the Three Pure Heavens. I don't agree with their thinking. Even if a person is predicted to do evil in the future, as long as they haven't hurt anyone yet, they shouldn't be judged, let alone tortured. If I were there, I would definitely stop them.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not telling you this to establish a reputation as a virtuous person.
"I simply can't stand seeing the reputation of Sanqingtian being tarnished by this group of people."
After explaining his thoughts, Jiu Zhao paused briefly and then talked about how he was an enemy of the Three Pure Ones and was sentenced to punishment by the Divine Emperor after killing countless immortal soldiers. "Also, don't confuse torture with other things. You killed so many immortals, so isn't it normal to be punished by thunder? My Father God is only punishing you according to the decree of heaven, not for his own selfish desires. Don't even think about leading me astray!"
Wu Zhu didn't really listen to what was said afterwards.
It’s just because her words, “Evil people who have not harmed others should not be judged or tortured,” are too shocking.
This had a huge impact on his cognition that had existed for tens of millions of years.
How come - in the Three Pure Ones, there are people who are reasonable and don't regard the devil's blood as the source of all evil?
Wu Zhu's mind went blank for a moment.
Blood was still flowing from the wound on his chin, staining the carpet where the sole of his boot had sunk into a deep red.
The pain didn't subside at all, but the unfamiliar and disorienting emotions that had been suppressed for a short time came back again.
He threw a powerful punch, but it landed on cotton. The frustration that had nowhere to vent was still surging in his body, and he suddenly felt a warm and pure light gently touching his skin - Jiu Zhao was actually releasing a healing technique, a healing technique on him.
The immortal light wrapped around the wounds caused by the sharp claws, and the torn skin quickly recovered and the broken flesh and blood healed again.
Thanks to the help of the blood contract, Jiu Zhao was able to recover from his injuries with great ease.
Although the gap caused by the loss of the submandibular bead was not completely healed, the dizzying pain was greatly alleviated.
"...Why is this?"
Wu Zhu's voice was very soft, and when he asked Jiu Zhao, it was more like muttering to himself.
The pain disappeared, and the balance that was barely maintained was completely overturned.
His heart beat faster and faster, like a drum, deafening.
Jiu Zhao fought back, looking at him with a pair of eyes that said, "You look so stupid!" "You are my property now. Do I need to tell you why I want to do what I want? Your blood and flesh are dripping, and it's not enough to dirty my land. Do you think you can continue to bleed after returning to the spirit platform—"
Before she could finish her words, the young man with his eyes covered turned into a cloud of mist and dissipated, then went back into her forehead.
“……?”
Looking at the mess on the ground.
Thinking of this dead dragon who was even more moody than himself, Jiu Zhao couldn't help but curse him for being sick.
…
Nearly half of the hundred years of seclusion have passed.
One must remain dormant in the Phoenix Tree for 49 years to cultivate.
Realizing that time was running out, Jiu Zhao asked to see the God Emperor after obtaining the submandibular bead and carefully checking to make sure there was nothing wrong.
It's another inspection with similar steps.
The God Emperor waved his sleeves, returning the Submandibular Pearl, which he had confirmed was correct, to Jiu Zhao. He then smiled and joked, "For so many years, Zhao'er has always hidden it from me. I thought you didn't get the Submandibular Pearl, or that the Sinful God Zhulong wasn't truly dead."
Inadvertent words can always hit the truth just right.
Two non-existent drops of cold sweat silently fell on Jiuzhao's forehead.
She raised her head and, with genuine emotion, began to make up a story for the Divine Emperor: "Father God, please don't blame me. Sometime ago, my daughter was seriously injured and unprepared, so she sealed the submandibular pearl in the deepest part of her storage ring. Now that I feel everything is ready, I've reopened it and presented it to you for your review."
After hearing this excuse, the God Emperor looked at Jiu Zhao quietly without saying anything more.
The father and daughter chatted as usual, and asked Jiu Zhao about the problems and doubts he had encountered in his studies recently.
Half a minute later, before the Dharmakaya image vanished, the Divine Emperor said meaningfully, "As long as my son is truly fully prepared, that will be enough."
…
Five days later.
After explaining the situation to King Qiongying in advance, Jiu Zhao activated the teleportation array and headed to the Phoenix Clan's restricted area in the center of Nanling.
In the past, Wu Shao led the Phoenix Clan in rebellion, using the Nirvana Phoenix Fire to burn down most of their territory, demonstrating his irreconcilable vengeance against the Three Pure Ones. Subsequently, the Supreme Goddess Qiongying of the Peony Clan became the new Divine King. She did not build a new palace, but simply relocated her former residence, the Danxuan Palace, to serve as the Divine King's Palace. Due to the influence of divine magic and the shift in power, the once bustling heartland was reduced to charred black and desolate.
The Nirvana Phoenix Fire destroyed the land and took away all life.
As a result, no grass grows in the affected areas, and naturally it is no longer suitable for gods to live in.
The god ordered that the area within a radius of one hundred miles affected by the phoenix fire be designated as a restricted area, and the lower-level immortals who lived in the surrounding area and used to rely on the Phoenix clan for survival were forced to relocate. Among them, the Phoenix clan's holy land, with the Phoenix sacred tree as its core, was personally restricted by the god, and only those holding the god's order could open it and enter.
The token that Jiu Zhao possesses allows her to enter Wu Riyuan's prison without any help.
Naturally, it can also help her enter and exit the Phoenix Clan's holy land without any obstruction.
Carefully fitting the divine order between the barriers, connecting the divine powers from all directions, the blue-green divine light on the barrier intensified. The power of the same source temporarily neutralized the offensive power of the barrier. Jiu Zhao, skirt lifted, slowly stepped inside. The scene she encountered was completely different from what she had imagined.
Because the God Emperor likes solemnity and luxury, in order to please him, everyone in the Three Pure Ones Heaven obeys him.
All buildings related to grand ceremonies and sacred sacrifices are built with utmost magnificence to demonstrate the grandeur of the White Jade Capital in the sky.
The Phoenix Clan's holy land is not only not magnificent, it doesn't even have ordinary facilities such as palaces and houses.
The phoenix will not roost except on the paulownia tree, and will not drink except from the sweet spring.
In the center of the holy land, sturdy sycamore trees, so thick that two people need to hug them, are arranged in a circle, surrounding a half-height circular platform made of white frost jade that has the effect of reducing heat. At the highest point of the platform is a twisted, black, dead tree that looks like it has been dead for a long time.
Compared with those sycamore trees growing on the scorched earth and still full of vitality, this dead tree is very slender and inconspicuous.
Although he had learned a lot about the Phoenix Clan, after seeing it with his own eyes, Jiu Zhao subconsciously began to doubt his own memory.
This, this is the Phoenix Sacred Tree...?
The symbol of the Phoenix Clan, rumored to contain the sacred object of the Primordial Fire that can burn everything, looks like this...?
He only had one submandibular bead in his hand. If he picked the wrong tree, not only would it be a waste, but it would also take Wu Zhu tens of millions of years to grow another one.
After hesitating for a long time, Jiu Zhao summoned out from his spiritual altar the only person who could help him at the moment.
"What's the matter, Master?"
The blind young man appeared in response, and the silk ribbon that Jiu Zhao had roughly tied a few days ago was still neatly covering his eyes.
Even the places that were once stained with blood were cleansed again.
After a conversation, Wu Zhu understood Jiu Zhao's needs clearly. However, he looked a bit embarrassed. "This sacred place of the Phoenix Clan is shrouded by an ancient divine power. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to use my divine sense to determine whether the dead tree you mentioned is a Phoenix tree."
Jiu Zhao had no doubt that there was no other reason.
Although he was reluctant, he had no choice but to pull Wu Zhu towards the top of the platform.
Then I guided him by holding his palm and placing it on the rough bark to help him feel it more deeply.
After a few breaths, the blind young man said, "Master, take out the submandibular bead and mobilize your immortal power to dissolve it and merge it into the tree."
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