Chapter 210 Puppet Beast Realm
After exchanging greetings with the 1135 juniors of Jade Void Palace, Ji Rong felt numb and stunned, truly embodying the saying, "All cultivators recognize me, but I do not recognize you."
Shan Zhongfeng could no longer hold onto the pile of bags, and only a few remained. Meanwhile, the 1,135 younger members of the group had already started walking down the mountain in small groups.
"Luckily, I still have a tray of treasure and a good knife! Haha!" Ji Rong thought to herself happily. She stretched her neck and saw Qing Guangzi. She ran over happily and said, "Senior Brother Qing Guangzi, come with me inside to get the knife."
"Take a knife?" Qing Guangzi immediately understood the reason after thinking for a moment. He made a face and immediately declined: "Junior sister, senior brother still has many pills to refine and cannot stay for long. Senior brother Qing Pingzi lives here all year round. Let him take you there."
Then, Ji Rong saw that the thirty-odd senior brothers and sisters stopped talking and all ran down the mountain.
Ji Rong looked at the numerous cultivators who had scattered in all directions, not quite understanding.
Qingpingzi walked over, intending to get down and lead Ji Rong inside, but the old ginseng stopped him, saying, "I'll take her there myself."
Ji Rong had no objection. She excitedly flapped her wings and followed Elder Shen into the Octagonal Palace.
Gu Qingqing and Shan Wuyi were summoned by Qingpingzi to the Cloud Terrace, where there were not only rare and delicious fruits, but also magnificent scenery unique to the Jade Void Mountain Range, shrouded in clouds and mist.
Ji Rong followed the old ginseng into the hall, but then she could no longer see the old ginseng. The door behind her closed silently, and the light inside the palace dimmed as the door closed. The puppet beasts on the ceiling, on the pillars, and in the corners around the hall became even more lifelike.
Ji Rong paused for a moment, then immediately thought of her current identity. She became incredibly confident, held her head high, and swaggered inside.
Looking back, Ji Rong crossed the water twice and was even a powerful figure who crossed the Mangshen Mountain Range with Shan Wu and ventured into Liangzhou. A mere puppet beast thought it could scare her? No way!
The knife and tray remained in their original places. Upon seeing this, Ji Rong happily transformed into a magic bird, picked up her treasures, and, carrying the knife, prepared to leave.
However, just as she was about to leave, a jade statue of Ling Xiaozhi suddenly appeared on the main seat behind her. At this moment, her eight hands were adorned with over a hundred magical artifacts that shimmered with precious light.
Ji Rong sighed inwardly. She had just become a disciple, and it wouldn't be good to leave now. Besides, that cunning old ginseng was probably still watching somewhere. She immediately bowed to the statue and said, "Master, I have come to collect the treasures that you and my fellow disciples have given me. I must return to Shoudao Mountain now. I will take my leave."
After she finished praying, one of the treasures on the statue fell down.
"Test me? How naive!" Ji Rong lowered her eyes, respectfully picked up the magic artifact and hung it back in its original place, saying, "Master, I'm not a greedy bird. I'm leaving."
However, just as she turned around to pick up the knife, she heard a series of "crashing" sounds of treasure falling behind her.
Ji Rong thought to herself, "They really won't give up. I'm not falling for it." So she pretended not to hear and simply dragged the knife with one claw, walking even faster outside.
But after only a few steps, she was again dazzled by the light reflected from a mirror. Looking closely, she saw that the magical iron monkey boy was chasing after her, carrying the precious mirror.
There were eight of these refined iron monkey boys, their bodies adorned with magical artifacts. They surrounded Ji Rong, gesturing with their mouths open, demanding that she take the artifacts they had brought. The monkey boy with the treasure mirror even reached out and grabbed Ji Rong's paw, trying to shove the mirror into her hand.
Ji Rong was on high alert. She held the knife upright, drew another knife from it, and shouted at the monkey children, "How dare you take Master's things! Return them at once!"
"If you don't return them, I'll definitely go out and tell Senior Brother Qingpingzi, and he'll send you to the unloading workshop to be chopped into eight pieces!" She swung her knife forward, and the iron monkey boys, as if startled, ran away again.
After this ordeal, the hall was even darker. Ji Rong simply held a large sword in one claw and the first sword in the other, flapping her wings and rushing out with a fierce momentum.
Ji Rong ran forward without looking to the side. After only a few steps, she saw the old ginseng she hadn't seen since she came in. He was already trapped by four iron dragon puppets. The old ginseng's face was red, and he shouted excitedly to Ji Rong, "Qing Ji Zi, please save me!"
"Hmph, clumsy!" Ji Rong continued walking out, carrying her broadsword. When she passed the old ginseng, she uttered those two words with disdain, without even giving the old ginseng, who loved to act, a second glance.
When she reached the door, Ji Rong restored her sword and tried to push it, but found that the door wouldn't budge. Without turning around, she kicked the stone Pixiu beside her, following her memory, and said, "Let me out quickly."
"Alright, leave your toll." The two stone Pixiu emerged from the darkness, one on the left and one on the right. They were glowing red and were actually two fire crystal puppet beasts. Ji Rong pointed her knife at the two Pixiu blocking her way and said, "If you don't open the way for me, I'll smash you!"
But the two stone Pixiu ignored the advice and continued to shout repeatedly, "Leave your passing treasures."
Ji Rong was furious. She raised her knife and smashed it at the Pixiu, but it didn't even leave a mark. Instead, the force of the blow made Ji Rong's claws hurt.
"They're really thick-skinned!" Ji Rong exclaimed.
"You're wrong, it's the one with thick skin, I'm the one with tight skin." Suddenly, the stone Pixiu's body swelled up, and it roared menacingly, "Leave your treasure behind!"
"This is never going to end!" Ji Rong thought angrily.
From the depths of that palace, the old ginseng's cries and the clanging of magical artifacts falling to the ground could still be heard. Ji Rong focused her mind and stared at the door in front of her. She gripped the large sword with both claws and swung it towards the door.
"Crack!" A shattering sound came from the space. Ji Rong heard countless beast cries, saying, "It's broken again, it's broken again." The real palace gate had been revealed. It was not closed, but still wide open. Ji Rong carried a knife and used the back of the blade to whip the stone Pixiu lying on both sides of the gate, and then walked out.
As soon as she left the palace, she saw the palace door being pushed and slowly closed by eight iron monkey boys. An old ginseng, looking disheveled, rolled out through the crack in the door and rolled to Ji Rong's feet.
Ji Rong didn't even look at her. She shouted, "I've already left the palace gates, and you still want to bewitch me! Don't even think about it!" Then she shouldered her sword and continued up the cliff without looking to the side.
Upon reaching the Cloud Cliff, Qingpingzi was playing chess with Gu Qingqing. When he saw Ji Rong approaching, he seemed somewhat surprised and was about to get up to greet her.
But Ji Rong was faster. She shouldered her knife, stretched her neck, and leaned close to Qing Pingzi, asking, "Who are you?"
Gu Qingqing gestured with her paws and said, "Ji Rong, back in the day, you were very fat, about this big, and you loved it when I held you while you slept."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong sat down on the cloud, placed her knife aside, and said, "I was so scared, Senior Brother! That old ginseng disappeared as soon as he went in. He must have been playing a trick on me, using Master's magic weapon to lure me away. You have to talk to him for me. He can't treat me like this just because he's older than me!"
The old ginseng she mentioned climbed up the cloud cliff at this moment. He was full of dejection and bowed to Qingpingzi, saying, "Palace Master, Ji Rong succeeded, but I failed again."
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