Chapter 146 What is Requested
"Hmph!" Ji Rong rolled her eyes at the silver plate, then broke the door of the council hall in two and left.
"You scoundrel, how utterly rude!" Jiao Jue muttered under his breath as Ji Rong flew away.
He immediately formed a hand seal with both hands, creating a soundproof shield with flowing golden light, and said to the silver plate: "You should know that my witch tribe has always been persecuted by the heavenly palaces. My tribe offered a spirit crystal mine to the War God Temple, and also offered the fire crystal mine that we had finally obtained, which is why we were not wiped out."
However, the mining has exhausted the energy of my Wu clan's descendants. Although the soldiers sent by the Temple of War God are only engaging in minor skirmishes, they still manage to take away the fresh blood of my clan.
Over the years, the number of people in my clan has been decreasing year by year. If you can resolve this situation, my clan will surely stand on my side, and the body of my ancestral witch flower will be yours.
Faced with the greater good, even the foolish bird, no matter how unwilling, had no choice but to obediently hand over the battle order.
Yinpan clasped his hands and bowed again, saying, "Thank you for telling me such a secret, senior. I must go back and think of a solution."
Jiaojue sighed, "Go ahead. If you can't come up with a solution, it's alright."
At worst, you can sneak in next time. I will steal my ancestor's body and give it to you immediately. Then you can fly back to Canghe on the clouds. My Wu tribe will definitely not dare to chase you.
"Once you've merged with my ancestor's body and survived, then we can give the witch tribe some compensation."
Upon hearing this, Yinpan was deeply moved, tears streaming down her face, and she bowed repeatedly to Jiaojue.
Jiaojue narrowed his eyes and waved his claws, saying, "Silver Plate, you don't need to do this. I cherish you as a dragon material!"
Although we live in the remote sea and rarely venture out, we know that the true dragon is only taking advantage of its bloodline.
And dragons like you are extremely rare in this world.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior." Yinpan respectfully bowed nine times to Jiaojue before getting up to take his leave and speeding towards the Canglan Temple.
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Inside the Canglan Temple, the towering deity is observing the Mountain God Seal;
After the phoenix phantom left, the divine seal lost its support and began to crumble day by day.
If I hadn't enlightened so many children, hadn't absorbed so many mountains and rivers, or hadn't separated the Cang River, this divine seal wouldn't be so broken.
As Canglan Divine Lord sat on his divine throne, his mind immersed in the spiritual flow, constantly calculating the possibility of returning to the source, perfecting his divine body, and reclaiming his authority.
The Canglan Divine Lord had deduced this future event countless times, but the result was always the same: the body would perish and the Dao would be destroyed.
The silver disc flew to the foot of the mountain, then descended from the clouds and landed on the ground to walk up the mountain. She saw some celestial beings who had already transformed into mortals using the refined iron plates hanging on their waists to turn the ground by the river.
The tool looked quite useful, and the silver plate couldn't help but take a second look at it.
Upon arriving at the Canglan Temple, she first bowed outside the temple and said, "Yinpan has something to say to the Divine Lord."
Before long, Shan Zuo came out of the main hall and said, "You're back? Come in."
As the silver tray entered the hall, the deity who looked up at her, Canglan Divine Lord, also looked at her with gentle eyes and said, "Did you find a solution when you visited that person this time?"
Yinpan bowed and said, "Yes, Divine Lord. The Witch Clan has a dragon body, and that senior is willing to give it to me."
After saying that, Yinpan made a hand seal and took out a stone seal from her forehead. She took out the jade bottle given to her by Jiaojue, dripped a drop of blood into her mouth and said, "Please, Divine Lord, take back the Canghe Seal."
Canglan Jun caught the seal with his bare palm, but did not put it back into the Mountain God Seal. He asked, "What does he want?"
Yinpan said, "Senior wishes to give me the body of his ancestor, but this will inevitably go against the will of the Witch Clan. If I can resolve the Witch Clan's predicament of being suppressed and worn down by the Heavenly Palaces, then Senior is willing to give me the holy body of his ancestor."
Then, she said shyly, "He said I am a rare genius, and if I can't think of a way, he will steal this dragon body for me."
"Can you see the dragon's body?"
No.
Canglan Jun lowered his eyes and began to deduce again. After a long while, he looked up and smiled, "Summon him to see me."
Yinpan bowed down with tears in his eyes and said, "Thank you, Divine Lord, for granting my request."
Canglan Jun chuckled and said, "It's alright. He was referring to me. Since the clansmen are willing to submit to me, I will listen to what he wants in person."
Yinpan immediately went to the Wu tribe to ask for Jiaojue.
At this moment, Jiao Jue and Ji Rong and the others finally dug out Wu Hua's body and put it into Jiao Jue's empty large storage ring.
Upon hearing that the silver plate had arrived again, Ji Rong blinked and said seriously to Jiao Jue, "Brother, I have to be a witness to this!"
Jiao Jue squinted and said with a smile, "Of course, let's all go together, so you won't feel uneasy."
The two birds and the fox smiled broadly, their eyes crinkling, and together they clasped their paws and said, "Thank you, elder brother."
Jiaojue instructed Wuyue to bring the silver plate to the ancestral hall.
When Wu Yue led the silver plate through a side door into the main hall of the ancestral temple, Jiao Jue and his group looked solemnly at the rows of stone statues and murals above.
There were some shamanic paintings that looked not so new, but were actually newly carved. They were made by Wu Yue at Ji Rong's special request.
After Wu Yue brought in the silver plate, he bowed and cupped his hands to Jiao Jue, Ji Rong, Ji Zhuang, and Gu Qingqing, saying, "Lord Jinlong, Lord Ji Rong, Lord Ji Zhuang, Lord Gu, Lord Canghe has arrived."
After saying this, he took a few steps back, closed the door, and then turned around.
Jiao Jue then turned around and asked, "Is it all done?"
Yinpan bowed and said, "No, the Divine Lord has invited you, so Yinpan has come to invite you to the Canglan Divine Palace to discuss this matter."
Then he cupped his hands to Ji Rong and the others, saying, "Would you three young friends like to come and be witnesses?"
"Of course." Ji Rong raised her head, tightened her wings, and said seriously.
Before leaving, Yinpan asked Jiaojue, "Would the people from the Witchcraft Tribe want to come along?"
Jiao Jue narrowed his eyes and replied in a deep voice, "This matter is not yet clear, so they should not go for now, so as not to cause trouble for the Divine Lord."
Yinpan said no more. She said, "Senior, I'll carry the three young friends. Let's ride the clouds."
"Can."
Then, the dragon and the serpent appeared, their feet resting on clouds and their bodies shrouded in mist, as they sped towards the Canglan Temple.
As soon as they entered the Canglan Mountains, the Canglan God-King knew, and He pulled his divine thoughts out of the fog of deduction.
He waved away those on the left and right of the mountain and said, "I have something to say to those young friends, so don't eavesdrop."
The silver plate led Jiao Jue and his party into the hall. Canglan God looked at the dragon, the fox, and the two birds below and couldn't help but make a deduction.
This time was different from before. Although He saw countless shattered versions of Himself as usual, He returned to the source He had been longing for in the blink of an eye.
He wandered, transformed, and returned to the form of an infant within the spiritual source. This time, once again, a claw pulled him out, that claw…
Yinpan and his party had been standing in the hall for an hour, but the God's eyes were empty, like a statue; Yinpan had no choice but to call out, "God, God, we have arrived."
This shout brought Canglan God back to his senses. Canglan God couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He said to Yinpan, "Yinpan, go out first, close the door, and go."
Yinpan paused for a moment, then accepted the order and said, "Yes."
As soon as the door closed, Canglan Jun moved all six hands at once, and one intricate golden seal after another was born from his hands, wrapping the entire interior of the temple layer by layer, until he stopped after wrapping it in thirteen layers.
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