Chapter 149 Vow
Just as Ji Rong was overjoyed at becoming king in his third form, Jiao Jue felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt something breaking through the membrane and growing out of his eyebrows.
The feeling wasn't painful, but it made him feel drowsy; he had to pat his head every now and then to wake himself up.
"Congratulations, young friend Ji Rong, on becoming a king in just six days." The Canglan Divine Lord rode a tiger and led Jiao Jue and his entourage from the nearby mountain. He said, "I shall hold a banquet to celebrate for you."
Ji Rong was immersed in the joy of her promotion. When she heard the congratulations from the Canglan Divine Lord, she remembered what the Canglan Divine Lord had said before, and a method called "Vow Wutong Method" automatically appeared in her mind.
Ji Rong had never seen these characters before. After a moment's thought, she realized that they were divine script.
"High cultivation level is great! I can understand everything." Ji Rong was extremely proud. She immediately stretched her neck and laughed loudly at the sky.
After she finished laughing, she remembered that this promotion was obtained by absorbing the divine throne of the Canglan Divine Lord.
Ji Rong felt her face burning and asked, "Thank you for your kindness, Divine Lord. Do you have a way to heal yourself?"
Canglan Jun said frankly, "I was born with insufficient resources and could hardly survive. Being able to control the Canglan Mountains for so many years is all a bonus."
If I could return to my origins, mend my roots, regenerate divinity, and reclaim divine authority, I could live; but they would not allow it.
Ji Rong was conflicted. She wanted to try the "Wutong Vow Method," but she wasn't sure if it would work. So, she instinctively looked at the horn jade, her eyes involuntarily radiating divine runes: "Big Brother."
At this moment, Jiao Jue narrowed his eyes, tilted his head, and divine runes floated from his forehead, emitting a four-colored light in the air: "No need to worry, help Him."
Ji Rong no longer had any doubts. She flapped her wings and stepped forward, saying, "Lord Canglan, what is your wish?"
"What is your wish?" Ever since Canglan Jun attained godhood, He has asked those who come to worship Him almost every day.
But today He has become the god being questioned, and this feeling... is truly... incredibly alluring. Canglan God felt his heart being lifted high.
He looked at the strange bird Ji Rong before him and said gently, "I cannot answer you."
Young friend, don't ask God such questions. If you can't answer them, you'll die.
Ji Rong replied, "You're about to die, how do you know I can't afford it?"
"You idiot, what nonsense are you spouting!" Jiao Jue shouted.
"Big brother, where are you? Come quickly and protect me." Ji Rong seemed not to hear Jiao Jue's words. She stared at Canglan Divine Lord, but spoke to Jiao Jue.
Since the start of the questioning, Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing had shrunk to a distance and hugged each other, while Jiao Jue and Shan Zuo also took two steps back.
The mountain was originally bright and windless, but ever since Ji Rong asked Canglan Shenjun, "What is your wish?", the entire space of Tiger-shaped Mountain began to vibrate frequently and subtly, making Gu Qingqing and Ji Zhuang extremely uncomfortable.
"What is your wish?" Ji Rong asked again.
"Stop talking," Canglan Divine Lord shouted.
Ji Rong turned her head and glanced at Jiao Jue. Jiao Jue's forehead was throbbing. He shook his head at her.
But Ji Rong didn't see the horned jade shake its head. She only felt that there were clouds and mist in front of her, and four colors were flashing in the center of the clouds and mist. A shrunken horned jade, shining with golden light, emerged from it and nodded to her.
She immediately transformed into a tree trunk, and countless roots sprouted from her body, burrowing into the ground.
Jiao Jue's face was grave, and he cursed inwardly, "Idiot!"
Then he squinted at Shan Zuo and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Shan Zuo, this is a great thing. Quickly set up another isolation barrier so that your niece can complete this vow; there must be no interruption, otherwise both the Divine Lord and your niece will perish."
Shan Zuo's mind was already overwhelmed, but upon hearing the word "good news," he set up an isolation array after Ji Rong's roots began to frantically burrow into the soil.
As soon as the roots entered the soil, the leaves inside Ji Rong's body seemed to be summoned and began to grow larger. The veins of these giant leaves shone with golden light, and upon closer inspection, they resembled lively birds and beasts. The ninety-nine giant leaves wrapped around Canglan Divine Lord, and she asked again, "Canglan Divine Lord, what is your wish?"
Jiaojue transformed into a Dharma Dragon and set up several soundproof shields within the isolation barrier. He spat out a bubble, which enveloped Gu Qingqing and Ji Zhuang, who had already fainted. He then used a ring to pierce the bubble and hung it on a large rock with the words "Tiger-shaped Mountain" written on it.
The area around this flat ground was shattered by the lightning bolts during Ji Rong's tribulation, leaving only this stone.
Jiao Jue thought to himself, "This stone must have been erected by the Canglan God. Putting the two little ones on the stone will surely be the right thing to do."
Looking at the ninety-nine leaves that enveloped him, the Canglan God felt that they contained endless mysteries; within them, he saw all races and countless divine languages.
He was struck by Ji Rong's strangeness, yet he couldn't help but feel a longing for new life. As soon as this thought arose, his mouth began to speak uncontrollably. He didn't want to speak, but his body opened his mouth in unison.
He heard himself say, “I want to return to the source, to be born of the original divinity, and to reclaim my authority.”
"As you wish."
"As you wish."
"As you wish."
“…”
Ninety-nine leaves rustled, creating golden musical inscriptions that lingered in the air for a long time.
After the ninety-ninth sound rang out in the air, Ji Rong's roots and leaves all retracted into her body; her face was withered and pale, as if she had been exposed to the sun for ten days without drinking a drop of water.
She shook her wings and said to the Canglan God, "Alright, God, you said you would host a banquet for me, so let's go. I need to replenish my energy now."
Canglan Divine Lord looked at his six hands, then at the sky, his face filled with astonishment; nothing had happened here, except for Ji Rong, whose complexion was extremely poor.
He asked Ji Rong, "Young friend, is it over?"
Ji Rong nodded confidently and said, "It's over. Your wish will surely come true, Divine Lord."
The Canglan God Lord did not feel any difference from before. He wanted to deduce again, but found that the road ahead had already split into thousands of paths.
One after another, paths lay ahead in the future, seemingly all possible, but He could no longer see them clearly.
Jiaojue carried Ji Rong and the others, following behind Shan Zuo towards the temple. He deliberately distanced himself from Canglan Jun Shen, then formed a hand seal with his claws to create a soundproof barrier around himself. He turned to Ji Rong angrily and said, "Stupid bird! Can't you see me shaking my head at you?"
Ji Rongleng said, "I only obtained the 'Wutong Oath Method' during this promotion, and I was hesitant at first."
"But we communicated in the divine script first, and you asked me to help Him. Then, when I hesitated, you nodded to me." Seeing her serious expression, Jiao Jue scolded, "I haven't truly merged with the authority yet, how could I use divine script? I can't even see it!"
As soon as he said this, Jiao Jue felt something strange on his forehead again. He patted his forehead four times, and then four small dragons—one gold, one blue, one white, and one red—appeared.
Jiao Jue looked at the four dragons and immediately said with a crestfallen face, "Ji Rong, I'm finished, I can't hold them back anymore."
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