Chapter 247 Showing Weakness
Upon seeing that the Mountain and Water God had already entered, Ji Rong felt a sense of relief, but then felt a tremendous pain emanating from her spiritual center.
She used one half of her root to absorb the broken rootlets that were covered in the source flow, and then used the other half to absorb all the remaining traces of source flow from the immortal spring and store them in her nearly dried-up spiritual lake, which was now only covered with a layer of golden source flow, before retreating outwards.
Once Ji Rong returned to her bird form, she opened her eyes and saw Xi Tong staring at her anxiously. Ji Rong opened her beak and asked weakly, "How much longer?"
Xi Tong stared intently with one eye at the ten-year supply of provisions for cultivation, while his other eye glanced at the water clock and said, "There's still a quarter and a half hour left."
Ji Rong grinned weakly and said, "That's enough, protect me! When the time is up, pull me out."
Then Ji Rong laboriously pulled out a huge Ze Ming Pearl, sank it down, and went to the spring. She then drank from the spring in large gulps.
The spiritual energy replenished her body, and although it was difficult to fully repair the damage to her original roots, at least there was a considerable amount of spiritual energy in the meridians of her bird-like body again.
When the water in the water clock had run out, Xi Tong pulled Ji Rong out of the water as promised.
The two of them, dragging their heavy feathers, scrambled onto the shore in a sorry state, only to be met with the left claw of Youhu Yao, who was rushing towards them.
Fox Yao had come to drag the bird away, and when she saw that Ji Rong looked like she was on her deathbed, she knew in her heart that something was wrong.
Although she had never seen any cultivator emerge in this manner before, how could Hu Yao allow a cultivator of the Qing generation from the Jade Void Palace to walk out of her place so casually?
She quickly transformed into a half-beast, helped Ji Rong up, then took out a jade bottle from her tail, untied the cap, and poured it into Ji Rong's mouth.
"Top-grade Jade Dew." Ji Rong, with her eyes closed, took a few sips and then let Youhu Yao pour it down her throat.
Once Hu Yao stopped feeding her, Ji Rong reluctantly opened her eyes and cried out, "Sister, I failed. Quickly send me back to Yuxu Palace. I want to go back to the sect to ask my senior brothers and sisters for some pills to recover. I never want to come here again."
Seeing Ji Rong's disfigured appearance, Xi Tong was also anxious. She immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll carry you back right away."
Seeing that Ji Rong had no intention of causing trouble, Youhu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. The slight reluctance she felt when she fed Ji Rong the immortal dew earlier vanished instantly.
With the help of the fox spirit, Xi Tong carried Ji Rong out, and then quickly returned to the cave and closed the array door.
It wasn't that she was too lazy to talk to Ji Rong and the other person, but rather that she needed to clean the pool. Otherwise, if she were caught, she wouldn't be able to explain herself.
Upon seeing Hu Yao enter the cave, Ji Rong nodded twice to Xi Tong. Then, she pulled the Xuanhuan wooden plaque from her neck out of her feathers and said in a hoarse voice, "Take me to Yuxu Palace immediately."
"It's done!" Xi Tong exclaimed inwardly with delight. "Ten years' worth of fire crystals, an inexhaustible supply of fire crystals! I can use them at will for these ten years!"
Xi Tong felt that her cultivation path had taken an unprecedented turn for the better. Excitedly, she bent down, picked up Ji Rong, and headed towards the Jade Void Mountain Range.
As soon as Ji Rong returned to Yuxu Palace, she instructed Xi Tong to send her back to Shoudao Mountain.
When Ji Rong returned, the old Taoist Gu Lin was leisurely drinking tea. Two disciples stood beside his table, one pouring tea for him and the other holding a fan for him, looking every bit like an immortal.
He heard a loud commotion outside and thought that Shan Zhongfeng had returned, so his heart tightened.
When the disciple holding the fan brought in the disheveled Ji Rong and an unidentified black bird, Gu Lin immediately stood up to greet them and took Ji Rong in.
The large black bird then gave Gu Lin a swift bow and flew away.
The old Taoist priest Gu Lin placed Ji Rong, who looked like he was only half alive, on the cushion where he had been sitting while drinking tea. Ji Rong looked at Gu Lin and weakly grinned, saying, "Nephew, your healing pills are the best. Quickly feed me some; I've injured my meridians."
Upon hearing this, Gu Lin's eyes twitched, but he deftly pulled out a pile of pills and placed them on the table.
He checked Ji Rong's pulse and found that she was indeed seriously injured. It seemed that her very essence had been damaged, and it would be difficult to repair.
Gu Lin quickly fed Ji Rong six pills and watched over her for a while. Seeing that Ji Rong was still half-dead, he became even more anxious. He then called the disciple who was pouring tea and asked him to go and invite the ginseng master from the medicine shop.
Elder Shen did not come, but he sent Gu Lin's disciple back with ten ginseng roots and ten kinds of healing medicines. Gu Lin gave all of these roots to Ji Rong, and Ji Rong's pulse became stronger.
Ji Rong's injury was no secret, and soon all her senior brothers and sisters knew about it. They all sent their servants with gifts to express their condolences. Among these gifts, Qing Zhizi from Puppet Valley was the most generous.
After the old Taoist priest Gu Lin got up to see off the attendant cultivators, Ji Rong focused her mind on her spiritual platform, guiding the roots of the tree trunk into the spiritual lake to soak, feeling one broken root after another grow back in the golden source.
Ji Rong thought to herself with satisfaction, "It has to be me. I have to play the weak when I need to. Why rush things? I would only dream of having such a comfortable life where I can get a lot of treasure while lying down."
Ji Rong was recuperating in the Shoudao Palace. In order to take care of this lonely and cheap bird-like uncle, the old Taoist Gu Lin had to move all the desks and tables used for handling affairs to a side room in the Shoudao Palace.
With the old Taoist priest Gu Lin managing everything, Ji Rong lived a very comfortable life, able to drink spiritual medicine and eat delicacies at will.
She habitually extracted the source of the spirit lake into threads for use, and after using it so frugally for half a month, Ji Rong suddenly slapped her forehead with a wing and exclaimed, "I've already sent Him away, why should I still be so frugal?"
Immediately afterwards, Ji Rong burst into wild laughter, "Ha ga ha ga!" towards the roof.
After laughing, Ji Rong directed the roots within the spirit lake to absorb all the golden source water within.
In an instant, the roots inside Ji Rong's body grew and swelled like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and the ninety-nine leaves also turned golden and dazzling.
"Burp!" Ji Rong let out a satisfied burp and kept flapping its wings.
Having been fed so many good things by the old Taoist Gu Lin lately, Ji Rong felt full of energy. If she didn't go out and use some of it, she felt her meridians would swell up.
Ji Rong took a step and walked towards the unloading workshop. When the old Taoist Gu Lin glanced at Ji Rong walking, he felt that his eyes were playing tricks on him. Yesterday, this Uncle Cai Niao was lying on the cushion with a half-paralyzed appearance, and he had to serve her food. How come she can walk today?
He glanced at her twice, and Ji Rong seemed to sense her gaze. She turned her bird head and said to Gu Lin, "Nephew Gu Lin, you've had a hard time these past few days."
"The Jade Pool Feast will begin in less than two months. I need to go to the Unloading Workshop to see how my godfather is managing things. You still need to guard this Guardian Palace well for me."
After saying that, Ji Rong spread her wings and flew away.
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