Chapter 369 Guangyang Palace (1)
As soon as Yuan Pan left, Xi Tong raised her paw and stepped on Ji Rong's foot. Ji Rong immediately put up a soundproof barrier and said, "Could you take some of that thing off your chest so it won't affect our sifting later?"
Xi Tong nodded, took out all the items from the spirit sack, and put them into his storage ring.
Ji Rong looked at the claws that were about to be revealed on Xi Tong's chest, then took out a roll of spirit linen. She spread her scissor-like claws and extended her needle-like claw tips. Before long, she made three full-body covering spirit linen sacks.
Ji Rong put on two pieces of clothing and was quite satisfied with them. She then asked Xi Tong to wear the one she had made inside and the suspender-style one on the outside.
Xi Tong put it on as instructed, and gently praised, "Aji's claws are so skillful."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong immediately raised her head and said, "Of course! That way we won't have to worry about those scum getting their hair into our feathers and getting itchy all over. This spirit linen is easy to get, and we can always replace it if it gets dirty, haha."
She glanced at Shanshui, who had been lying silently on Xitong's back since they agreed on their identities, and said, "Sister, from now on we'll be doing the work of carrying slag, but Xiaojun is too small, so let him live in the pocket on your chest from now on."
Xi Tong nodded and said, "Then make two outfits like this for Him to wear as well."
Ji Rong then started threading the cloth again.
Before long, the three birds, two large and one small, were all dressed in neat gray spiritual linen robes. Ji Rong looked at Shan Shui, who had just put on his clothes, and said with satisfaction, "That's very good. As long as we can gain the favor of the Divine Servant, we can stay."
Xi Tong opened his dull, gray eyes and said, "No dragon is immune to greed, so we will stay."
Ji Rong put the landscape painting into Xi Tong's breast pocket and sat quietly waiting for Yuan Pan.
At the small side entrance of the rear hall of Guangyang Palace, Yuan Pan stood quietly, his body hunched over, waiting.
As dusk approached, Juan Gui, with a stiff, ashen face, crawled out of the door.
Although the door was only open for a moment, Yuan Pan heard a creature inside gasping and howling in pain, and the crackling sound of exploding sparks was incessant.
Juan Gui quickly closed the door and walked out. Yuan Pan immediately jogged after her and handed Juan Gui a damp piece of spirit silk cloth. Juan Gui took it and headed straight for Bingyuntai.
Once inside the Ice Cloud Platform, Juan Gui carefully wiped his eyes, nose, and mouth with the spirit silk cloth. He then took a jade stick out of his mouth, placed it horizontally on the Ice Cloud Platform, and began to roll it around slightly.
After rolling around and feeling refreshed, Juan Gui finally spoke, "Alright, Yuan Pan, you can go about your business now."
Yuan Pan stood there, straightened up and said, "Senior, there are two royal bird cultivators who brought only one chick with them. They said they came to seek refuge with you through the guidance of an old friend. I saw that they looked docile and were willing to pick up trash in the side hall, so I let them stay. Would you like to meet them?"
The lead bird cultivator was extremely grateful to us and even gave this to the little ape.
She presented the pouch that Ji Rong had given her and then recounted the illusory identity that Ji Rong had told her about.
Juan Gui nodded and said, "We have no master-disciple relationship. You can keep these treasures. You don't need to give them to me again. Take me to see those birds."
Yuan Pan's heart pounded wildly inside her, and the more it pounded, the more steady her steps became. Upon reaching the inner room, she saw the three birds:
Its fur is glossy and radiant, and its imposing presence is like the rising sun.
The luan's eyes are bright and clear, like a soul; the blind phoenix holds her proud child in her arms.
Dressed in simple white robes, she seemed detached from the mortal world, possessing an ethereal charm that shone on her forehead.
Its mouth revealed a vulgar accent; it was indeed a wild bird from the Western Continent.
Seeing that the two bird cultivators were beautiful, Juan Gui became somewhat wary.
But Ji Rong was very enthusiastic. When Juan Gui arrived, she grinned and loudly introduced her family's origins. Juan Gui listened to it twice and felt that she could recite it by heart.
After finally waiting for the colorful phoenix to finish speaking, Juan Gui asked, "Who instructed you to come to me? Logically, bird cultivators like you who have cultivated to the level of emperors should be going to find Ya Nu."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong immediately bared his teeth and pulled out a storage ring from under his wing. He presented it to Juan Gui with his two claws and said, "Our journey and attempts to seek refuge have failed one after another. In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, we mustered up the courage to ask the Great Sage Dragon at the foot of the mountain to guide our family."
Juan Gui looked at the storage ring, initially reluctant to accept it, but he thought that the work in that side hall was no easy task, and he might see their ashes in a few days.
So Juan Gui took the heavy ring and sighed, "You two are quite good-looking, but you speak too rudely. A refined lady will not accept it."
"Why don't you go work at Bingyuntai? It's tough there, but these days there are only a handful of banquets a year."
Ji Rong bowed and said, "Senior, we are not busybodies. In the past, although we lived in a remote corner, we had heard that Lord Xi liked quiet. I was worried that this brat would suddenly bark when Lord Xi was enjoying the scenery, disturbing his elegant mood."
It's different if we work at night; he sleeps soundly then and definitely won't wake up.
Having accepted the gift and said what needed to be said, Juan Gui weighed the gift ring in his hand and said as he walked forward, "It's getting late, let's go have dinner together."
Yuan Pan, you will teach them the rules for entering the palace. Once they have learned, you can let them do things on their own.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Pan immediately bowed and said, "Yuan Pan understands." Then he led Ji Rong and his party to have a meal.
Guangyang Palace not only has layers upon layers of palaces, but also a variety of sun-worshipping platforms.
Although this place appears quiet, it is home to thousands of cultivators, as well as countless divine creations.
They passed through three sun-worshiping areas before arriving at a sacred wooden shed filled with jade tables.
The wooden shed was simply built, with no walls, doors, or decorations. It had a thick roof of spiritual grass, which didn't match the palace not far away with its jade steps and spirit beasts piled on the eaves.
The Great Sages sitting at the head of the table were already eating around the six spiritual treasures, which were as tall as small mountains. Yuan Pan led them to sit down at the end of the second seat, while he stood aside and quietly told Ji Rong and the others the rules of the meal.
As Ji Rong listened, she thought to herself that the hierarchy in Guangyang Palace was indeed very strict.
They ate according to their cultivation level, and Ji Rong and his group, although emperors, were newcomers, so they could only be seated at the very end.
Ji Rong watched the Great Sages on the stage chewing their food heartily, feeling extremely fortunate that she had already cultivated to the Emperor realm. She thought to herself that if she were still only a King, or even a Venerable or Profound Spirit realm, when it was her turn to serve the dishes, there would definitely only be fruit peels and bones left on the ground.
Fortunately, the Great Sages ate in a relatively refined manner. The elegant woman carried a large plate and picked through the spiritual materials in the mountain with grace. She used the back of a royal bear as a table. After selecting five large plates piled high with ingredients, she got up, returned to her seat, placed them on the table, and slowly began to eat.
As soon as she sat down, another royal bird cultivator came forward to pour her wine, which was quite a show of respect.
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