Chapter 259 Encounter
Ji Rong pulled Gu Qingqing down to the bottom of the pool with one claw. Then, she took out Feng Qing's puppet and a bottle of essence blood that she had obtained from her senior sister Qing Zhizi. She excitedly whispered, "Sister Qingqing, let's begin."
Gu Qingqing received the essence blood, and her seven flowery tails wagged excitedly. She stood up, made hand seals with her paws, chanted a spell, and then used her tails as brushes, dipping them in the essence blood to quickly draw on Feng Qing's puppet.
In no time, Feng Qing's puppet was covered in blood runes. Ji Rong and Gu Qingqing looked at the puppet expectantly, waiting for it to wake up again.
A quarter of an hour, then a quarter of an hour, passed, and the blood talisman remained the same blood talisman, and the puppet remained the same withered puppet, bloodied and unchanged.
Ji Rong frowned and said, "But something's not right?"
Gu Qingqing tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Perhaps it has weakened and needs some spiritual energy?"
"That's easy!" Ji Rong quickly transformed into a tree trunk, pulled out two roots to absorb spiritual energy, and poured it into the puppet's mouth, but it was still to no avail.
Completely baffled, Ji Rong stared at the puppet for a while, then stretched out the two tree roots that hadn't been retracted and tried to reach into Feng Qing's puppet's mouth.
She had just picked up the fragments of the ceramic cat when she heard hundreds of tiny white balls leap out of Feng Qing's mouth, clinging to the roots that Ji Rong hadn't yet retracted, and calling out in unison, "Ancestral Tree, Ancestral Tree..."
Their voices were devoid of any emotion, yet they were imprinted in Ji Rong's mind, making her dizzy and her eyes glazed over. She plopped down on the ground, the Ze Ming Pearl she was holding falling straight between her paws.
Finally, a familiar voice called out with difficulty, "Stop shouting! If you keep shouting, she'll turn into a silly bird!"
"Ji Rong, Ji Rong, quickly transform into a tree!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong raised her dizzy eyes and glanced at Feng Qing, who was constantly pawing at her. She quickly transformed into a tree trunk and sent all her roots deep into the pool.
All ninety-nine golden leaves spontaneously lit up, and little white balls eagerly jumped into the leaves, heading straight for Ji Rong's veins.
As Ji Rong took root, she absorbed spiritual energy. She instinctively felt the spiritual energy in the pool decreasing, and the source stream was nowhere to be seen. Yet, she yearned for it intensely and cried out, "Source stream! Source stream!"
Her roots then began to search the soil, following each thought.
"No, nothing at all, where is the source?" Ji Rong's mind was already dazed by the remaining will of heaven. Only her instincts were clamoring to seek spiritual energy everywhere. Unable to find any spiritual energy anywhere, she continued to move forward according to the path in her memory, and soon arrived at the edge of the spirit-locking array.
However, this time, Ji Rong's roots could not break the spirit-locking array. Frustrated, she kept whipping the array with her roots. She guided the thin roots to explore the spirit-locking array little by little, and soon she found a jade tube covered with restrictions.
"The source! There is a source here!" Ji Rong's roots probed in that direction. Although they were blocked by the restriction and could not enter the tube, she instinctively and strongly desired to enter the source. So she drove her roots to grow and move forward around the tube.
Ji Rong stirred up ripples in the pool, which Jiao Jue could feel. He leaned down and saw Gu Qingqing, with three flowers, and Feng Qing, with five flowers, inside the large bubble, directing the shimmering white balls to burrow into Ji Rong's leaf veins one by one.
When Feng Qing saw Jiao Jue arrive, he tilted his head and asked, "A powerful dragon?"
Upon hearing this, Jiao Jue's eyes and mouth immediately tightened into slits. Then, Jiao Jue spoke up, "What are you doing?"
Gu Qingqing held a small white ball in her hand and pointed at Ji Rong, who had already grown into a tree, saying, "All these things need to go inside."
The white ball of flesh held in Gu Qingqing's hand trembled incessantly, silently crying out, "Let me go! I want to become a god! It will be too late if I wait any longer!"
Then the white ball of fluff kept wriggling. It broke free from Gu Qingqing's claws and ran to Ji Rong's golden leaf. In just a few breaths, it disappeared without a trace.
After the white dumplings went inside, Gu Qingqing looked at Ji Rong, whose tree trunk was becoming brighter and larger and whose bird body was becoming less and less visible. She grabbed Feng Qing by the neck with her claws and shook her repeatedly, saying, "Where is Ji Rong? Where did she go? You made her eat so much, won't she die from overeating?!"
Feng Qing tilted her head, staring at Ji Rong steadily and coldly, and said, "The situation is settled, you can rest assured." Then she kicked her limbs and limply clung to Gu Qingqing's claws.
Jiao Jue looked at Feng Qing, whose bloodstains were still wet, sniffed him, and immediately shook his head in disgust, saying, "Then let's listen to it and wait."
Ji Rong felt the surging source within the restriction, the desire filling her mind and heart, directly transmitting to every root of hers. Her roots clung to the restriction and gradually arrived outside the Golden Cauldron Palace.
Meanwhile, at this end of the Spirit Locking Array, the figure of Shan Shui gradually approached the exit as the source flow continued to emerge. Then, like a lump of silt, it blocked the exit of the source flow.
Outside the Golden Cauldron Palace, Ji Rong's roots finally found a gap between the many restrictions. She slowly climbed onto the pipes and followed the flow of the source into the coffin inside the Golden Cauldron Palace.
Just as Ji Rong's roots began to greedily absorb the source flow, she felt a commotion coming from the tree trunk. Countless white light clusters swam from the golden leaves into the veins, entered the golden source flow coffin, and then disappeared into the body of the Golden Mother.
As soon as these white light balls entered the Golden Mother's body, the flesh grew wildly.
Then, Ji Rong heard the Golden Mother Goddess inside the coffin open her eyes and angrily say, "How dare you deceive me, you brat!"
He tried to get up, but his body was already like a beehive, making it impossible for him to move. So he simply turned his head to the side, and golden light flashed in his eyes as he looked into the tube from which no more water flowed.
This gaze was filled with the stare of an ancient god and the last remaining divine thoughts of the Golden Mother.
The mountains and rivers within the source seemed to sense something and opened their eyes, the two gods appearing as if their eyes were facing each other.
Seeing this, the Golden Mother burst into laughter. The commotion startled Qingluan and Shangnu, who cried out in alarm for their mother and tried to get up. The Golden Mother said, "It's alright, you two stay and guard the formation."
With a laborious effort, He extended a claw, and the restrictions surrounding the tube gradually dissipated. The small stream of water flowed through the tube, propelled by the golden source, into the coffin, landing directly on Ji Rong's trembling roots.
Upon seeing this, He embraced Ji Rong's roots and said in divine language, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for helping me out of this predicament. She came looking for me and did not intend to disturb your peaceful sleep. Please let her go." Only then did the Golden Mother notice that the coffin had been covered with fine roots at some point.
As the source flow was injected again, the flesh on the Golden Mother's body became increasingly prominent. She looked at Ji Rong's roots and the small mountains and rivers, and could no longer speak.
He stared intently at the mountains and rivers, and pointed with his claws at the protruding lumps of flesh on his body.
Light shone in His eyes, and divine runes burst forth from them. He said, "Since you have given them the will, then give them enough source to truly allow them to live." The mountains and waters nodded, and the Golden Mother closed her eyes in peace, her face serene.
Looking at Ji Rong's roots, Shan Shui said, "Go back." Then He burrowed into the pipe and crawled towards the source.
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