Chapter 113 Slave Pet (1)
Ji Rong slept for ten days before waking up. When she woke up, she found that the top bud on her tree trunk had sprouted, revealing three tender yellow leaf tips.
The spiritual lake within her body underwent a tremendous change. The originally clear and translucent spiritual lake began to emit a wisp of golden light from time to time, which flowed into her meridians with each breath.
Ji Rong gathered her roots, feeling the surging power within her body, and felt that she had gained immense benefits.
With a flap of her wings, she landed on the beach and crushed a large rock to pieces with one stomp.
Ji Rong looked at her masterpiece with delight and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha."
"Silly bird, come here!" Jiao Jue, who had been lying in the pool squinting at Ji Rong, called out.
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong tucked her wings in triumph and hopped towards Jiao Jue. Jiao Jue stared at the series of large chicken footprints on the ground and felt the veins on his head tighten.
"Idiot, stop pushing! You're ruining the ground!"
Ji Rong was still immersed in her sudden increase in power. She flapped her wing and half-covered her mouth, saying proudly, "Brother Golden Dragon, I've suddenly become much stronger. I'm not used to it yet, wahahahaha."
Jiao Jue looked at the silly bird laughing like it had no head and sneered, "If you're not good enough, don't make excuses. When have you ever seen me break the ground?"
After saying that, he transformed into his true form and walked back and forth on the ground. He then lightly flicked Ji Rong's body with his tail and said, "I really don't know what you're so proud of."
"What a disappointment!" Ji Rong cursed inwardly.
Seeing the dissatisfaction written all over Ji Rong's face, Jiao Jue, wanting to tease the little bird, winked and said, "I suspect that Canglan Jun has taken a liking to you. We need to think of a way to escape."
As he was speaking, he couldn't help but say angrily, "You have no taste. I don't care about such a big golden dragon, but you look like a monster."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong was shocked. She stammered, "What...what did you say! He...He...actually took a liking to...me...! Big brother, you're not lying to me!"
Jiaojue nodded solemnly.
Ji Rong's face immediately fell. "How could you do this? I'm a bird now; and it's so ugly, how can it live like this? Besides..."
My aunt once said that Lord Canglan doesn't need to marry; she said He already has many children! My status is worlds apart from His; does He force me to become his concubine?!
Waaaaah… Jinlong, why did you take a liking to me…? Can I refuse? I won’t go…”
Seeing that Ji Rong's words were becoming increasingly outrageous, Jiao Jue paused for a moment before he could discern Ji Rong's meaning from the words "young" and "stepmother".
"Snap, snap, snap," the tail of the horned jade kept lashing at Ji Rong.
While slapping him, she said with exasperation, "Do you and your brother even have the same mother? It's one thing for you to look strange, but why are your thoughts always so weird!"
If Canglan Jun takes a liking to you, at most he'll make you his slave; how could he possibly be so foolish as to want to marry you!
What's so good about getting married? Does it mean you can just divide up all your wealth and power, and even become a concubine…?
Jiao Jue had a lot more to say, but it was all stuck in his throat and couldn't come out. The more he looked at Ji Rong, the sillier he felt the bird was, so he slapped Ji Rong's head as well.
Seeing that Ji Rong's face was swollen from his slaps, Jiao Jue stopped whipping her and asked, "Are you awake now?"
Ji Rong immediately nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.
"Hiss!" Seeing Ji Rong's face swollen like a pig's head, Jiao Jue couldn't help but laugh again, thinking about Ji Rong's outrageous idea.
"You idiot, don't you have any common sense? How can you think God is going to get married? Hahaha..."
"Truly perceptive!" Ji Rong thought to herself, but didn't want to answer the question anymore.
Realizing she had misunderstood, Ji Rong felt relieved and asked Jiao Jue, "What is it like to be a slave? Is it considered a slave or a pet?"
"All count!" Hearing that Ji Rong's question was clearly well thought out, Jiao Jue stopped laughing and earnestly explained to her: "Different gods have different purposes for keeping slaves; but most of them are kept for their appearance, and they can eat as much spiritual food and rare delicacies as they want without having to do any work."
In the past, some gods would even select personal maids for their slaves and raise them like young masters and ladies of noble families.
Nowadays, most gods love to keep purebred phoenixes and dragons as their slaves.
Some minor deities, unable to afford to raise purebred phoenixes, will prioritize raising hybrid phoenixes and dragons.
If there are too many servants, there will naturally be competition; some gods love to keep a garden full of servants, so it is common for servants to fight among themselves and for a few to die occasionally.
Once someone becomes a slave, they are treated as an object; their well-being depends entirely on their master's will.
Ji Rong forgot all about the pain she was in and asked blankly, "If that's the case, then what should I do?"
Jiao Jue squinted and forced a sorrowful expression, saying, "If Lord Canglan insists that you go, then... then go!"
He seems quite good, and has a good reputation. If you can win over Lord Canglan, remember to ask for plenty of treasure. Once I become stronger, I'll go and exchange you for him!
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong was so enraged that she immediately flew up and stomped on Jiao Jue's face, shouting, "You golden dragon, you actually want to sell me out for personal gain!" Then she ran away.
Ji Rong activated the spiritual energy within her body, transforming into a magical bird, and her flight speed was more than ten times faster than before. She ran to Xifeng Island and found Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing helping with the harvest in the fields.
Seeing the anger on Ji Rong's face, they immediately stopped what they were doing and returned to their cave on Xifeng Island together.
After entering the cave and closing the door, Ji Rong, while crying, told Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing what had happened.
However, after hearing this, Gu Qingqing and Ji Zhuang both thought it was a good thing! A fantastic thing!
Ji Zhuang even looked at Ji Rong's bright feathers with envy and said, "Little sister, if you don't want to go, do you think I can do it?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingqing immediately pushed Ji Zhuang aside and said, "Ji Rong, if you don't want to go, then recommend me to the Divine Lord. Look how special I am! I dare say, among all the foxes in the world, I am the most special!"
"When my sister becomes successful, she'll often send you treasures back."
Ji Rong stared at the two of them in astonishment, suddenly feeling out of place.
She turned her head, flapped her powerful wings, and left Ji Zhuang, who had followed her, far behind.
She flew aimlessly over the desolate sea. When she got tired, she casually stopped on a deserted island and raised her claws to carve the words "Unfair!" into the sand.
She wrote "Injustice" all over the beach in the Celestial script.
Ji Rong didn't want to think too much, but the longing on her brother Ji Zhuang's and Gu Qingqing's faces when they talked about becoming divine servants spurred her on.
The world is so big, yet she often feels oppressed by it.
The lower-level cultivators have become accustomed to being oppressed; they have long forgotten that they too can be the masters of this world.
Being a slave is fine, but it shouldn't be a dream that pervades the hearts of the lower classes.
Being a slave is clearly not a good place to go, but everyone regards it as an extremely glorious future, as a gift from the gods. How ironic!
Ji Rong lay flat on the beach like a dead bird, staring blankly at the sky.
Jiaojue flew down from the sky and saw Ji Rong lying flat. It imitated Ji Rong by exposing its belly and lying on the beach, saying, "Silly bird, I was just teasing you. Why are you getting angry?"
Ji Rong raised her wing, shifted her body to the side, and said in a muffled voice, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
“Yes, you can say so,” Jiao Jue said.
I'm angry at how servile you all are!
I'm angry that you didn't fight back!
"I'm angry at myself for being too weak in cultivation!" All of Ji Rong's negative emotions seemed to erupt at this moment.
Why is it so difficult!
She escaped from Middle-earth as a child and wandered all the way, yet she still seemed unable to escape the shadow of God.
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