Chapter 110 Lord Canglan (1)
With Canglan God in mind, Jiao Jue quietly stayed at the bottom of the pool. He originally wanted to go and discuss it with Ji Rong immediately; but considering the inherent flaws of some gods, he turned around and sank into the pool.
"Wait a little longer." Jiao Jue thought with his eyes closed in the pool: "If the Canglan God is like those guys in the heavenly palaces, he will definitely come to investigate again; now that I am a five-clawed golden dragon, the worst that can happen is that I become his slave, and be fed and cared for by him."
But the foolish birds wouldn't stand a chance; they'd be strangled on the spot by the divine servants.
When Jiao Jue thought of his true form, he was filled with confidence. He thought, "No god would refuse to raise a true dragon as dazzling as me."
He remained in the pond until he saw Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang disguise themselves as passing birds and fly overhead twice, but they did not return to their celestial abode.
"Come down." Jiao Jue raised his head and said to Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang, who were flying very slowly in the sky.
Upon hearing the golden dragon's voice, Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang immediately swooped down and flew away.
"Ji Zhuang, I have some fish and shrimp here. Take them to the witch." Jiao Jue instructed as soon as Ji Zhuang landed.
Ji Zhuang nodded, and he quickly used his claws to open the storage bags, taking them one by one from the edge of Jiao Jue's storage ring, until he had collected a total of six bags.
He tied the bags to his back and flew to Huofeng Island to find the shaman who was preparing medicine in the ancestral temple.
Seeing Ji Zhuang fly away, Ji Rong squatted down by the pool and said, "Brother Jinlong."
Jiao Jue raised his head, squinted and looked around, then whispered to Ji Rong, "Do you know whose spirit river you've connected with?"
Ji Rong shook her head.
Jiao Jue exclaimed, "It is the Canglan God. That day I swam in the direction you pointed out, all the way to where the South River meets the sea, and there I met the Canglan God. He said that a spirit had come to Him, and He came to inspect it."
As he spoke, Jiao Jue climbed out of the pool and came out, continuing, "Come in and take a look; He should have been here before."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong immediately took root and probed into the spiritual vein. She saw that the spiritual vein, which was originally the size of a hair, was now a finger wide. The multi-eyed fish spirit inside had a mark on its forehead and its body was shining with golden light. It swam back and forth in the spiritual stream like a patrolling river general.
Ji Rong's mind returned to her body. Before she had even finished gathering her roots, she excitedly said, "The rumors are true! Lord Canglan is so generous. This spiritual flow is much wider than what I used to receive."
After saying that, she and Jiao Jue looked at each other, their eyes full of smiles.
"We'll have to take another look," Jiao Jue said, squinting.
Ji Rong nodded and said, "We should be cautious."
That's what they said, but the greedy bird and dragon couldn't resist and began to search for spiritual veins on the desolate sea the very next day.
On the way, Jiao Jue said to Ji Rong, "It seems that Chizhou is now entirely under the jurisdiction of the Canglan Divine Lord."
Ji Rong didn't care about any of this. She replied, "Canglan Jun is so generous. We have connected with His spiritual veins, and He not only doesn't blame us, but also expands our spiritual veins."
"If such a deity existed, if I lived in Chizhou, I would also long for the Canglan God to come and take me away."
After circling the desolate sea for several months, the dragon and bird found a few more small spiritual veins. Ji Rong then said, "Let's go back."
Jiao Jue craned his neck and looked at Ji Rong, asking, "Is that enough?"
"That should be enough to fill one well. There's only a wisp of my soul left in my body; I won't be able to move any more."
“What’s so difficult about that?” Jiao Jue said. “I’ll go kill a few more.” With that, he headed towards the sea.
Ji Rong hurriedly said, "Brother, don't go. Listen to me, this new remnant of the soul is extremely disloyal. Let's forget about it."
Upon hearing this, Jiao Jue laughed and said, "It's not that it's disloyal to you, it's just that Lord Canglan has given it too much."
But after saying that, Jiao Jue didn't go back into the sea to hunt fish.
They were briefly overwhelmed by Canglan Jun's generosity before realizing that Canglan Jun probably didn't know how the spiritual vein was connected.
Ji Rong and Jiao Jue exchanged a glance and said simultaneously, as if they were of one mind, "We won't dig the rest of the wells."
After saying this, the dragon and the bird looked at each other and smiled again.
Ji Rong praised, "Brother Jinlong, I never thought you could be so prudent."
Jiao Jue didn't tolerate Ji Rong's behavior and replied, "Silly bird, I didn't expect you to be afraid of death again."
"Hmph!" Ji Rong raised his head, stuck out his wings, and stood there shouting, "So what if I'm afraid of death? Aren't you afraid of death too?"
Jiao Jue said no more. He caught a bunch of fish in the sea, put them in his mouth, and turned to fly towards Huofeng Island.
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Inside the Canglan Temple in the center of the Canglan Mountains, the Canglan God Lord Shanshui sat on a throne carved from a spirit wood stump, handling daily affairs. Some green leaves and flowers swayed around the throne, moving without wind and filling the temple with a pleasant fragrance. A black tiger lay on either side of the throne.
His temple consisted of only a few large pillars, a stone-paved floor, and huge furs of various colors hanging on the walls, with three rows of chairs below; there was no other decoration.
A moment later, a large yellow tiger carrying a cleaned wolf pelt entered the temple and said, “My lord, this is the pelt of the unruly Wind Wolf Clan’s Broken Stone Demon King from the South Bank Mountain of Chizhou. I have already processed it properly. This wolf pelt has been hanging on the South Bank Mountain for nine days. After I took it down, I washed it clean. Now hang it up again.”
Canglan Junshen looked at the large yellow-skinned tiger and said, "Brother, I've already told you not to address me like that in private."
The yellow-skinned tiger grinned, revealing a man covered in yellow stripes. He grinned and said, "I'm used to being called that, I can't change it."
After saying that, he pressed the wolf skin against the wall, and a large hole immediately appeared in the wall. The black tiger on the left side of Canglan Divine Lord quickly transformed into a black-haired, blue-eyed man and said, "Brother Shanwu, let me do it."
Shan Wu then handed the wolf pelt to Black Tiger Shan Zuo, jumped into Shan Zuo's place, stretched comfortably, and said, "I know I was wrong, brother, please let me come back. I still prefer carrying you."
Canglan Divine Lord looked up at Shan Wu and asked, "Brother, isn't the mountain on the south bank of Chizhou good?"
"Oh no!" Shan Wu rolled over, exposing his belly, and said, "Let Shan Ba go to Chizhou, I'll come back and carry you."
"Shanba's cultivation is inferior to yours, and she cannot control the South Bank Mountain; moreover, she has a calm personality and will not be provoked by a few birds and let go of all the traitors identified by the palace."
Brother, you must know that if I had been even a fraction slower that day, your head would have been severed.
I'm really scared. You should just stay on South Bank Mountain.
When another ruler attains the Dao and becomes emperor in the Canglan Mountains, I will send him to replace you.
"Okay!" Shan Wu wagged his tail excitedly and exclaimed, "You must deliver it as soon as possible!"
Canglan Jun nodded to Shan Wu, who happily circled the throne twice before heading to Chizhou.
After Shan Wu left, Canglan Divine Lord chuckled and said, "Silly brother, it's not that easy to become an emperor and attain the Dao."
In this world, the intelligent are often less gifted, and those with good gifts are often not intelligent enough; those who are both intelligent and gifted are often arrogant and short-tempered, and many of them die young.
Those few who manage to survive are often so engrossed in their own excellence that they become complacent once they achieve their goals and become kings.
Therefore, even though the Canglan Divine Lord opened up the Spirit River and allowed the creatures on both sides of the mountain range to cultivate, the number of those who became emperors was still very small.
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