Chapter 402 Driving the Sun
Since then, a weak spot has appeared in the sky, from which sparks often fall and turn into meteorites of various colors.
The remaining solar essence burned on Ji Rong's tree trunk for twelve hours before extinguishing. Jiao Jue pulled Ji Rong out from the scalding black ash. Qing Pingzi checked Ji Rong's pulse and exclaimed with joy, "She's still alive!"
The ancestral tree was burned down to a stump, and Shan Shui stood silently to the side, holding a broken old bowl.
Ji Rong opened her eyes and glanced at the tree stump, then forced a smile and said, "We're back to normal." She hugged the tree stump, her mind sinking, and she transformed back into a bird covered in roots. Her mind was already exhausted, and once she entered the tree trunk, she truly fell asleep.
Within the tree stump, hollow spaces gradually emerge, expanding autonomously as if they were alive; imprints precipitate from the thick liquid, solidifying and strengthening this space.
The sounds still lingered everywhere, but this time Ji Rong could no longer hear them.
Jiao Jue patted the mountains and waters that were standing there dumbfounded, pointed to the nearly dried-up source water regeneration pool, and said, "Mountain and Water God, quickly let your hundred sons exercise their powers to fill this place."
The mountain and water nodded slightly. He enlarged the bowl and placed it over the source regeneration pool. Before long, a small emerald-gold leaf sprouted from the charred bird-shaped wooden stump. The spiritual energy was drawn by the tender leaf and slowly flowed into the tree trunk.
Upon seeing the new leaves, Jiaojue, Shanshui, and Qingpingzi looked on with eager anticipation. They gathered around the charred wooden stake, waiting for Ji Rong to awaken again.
High in the sky, Xi Tong rode Xi Jun, displaying her majesty. She drove Xi Zhu to circle the Nine Provinces day and night without rest, and has now been hanging high in the sky for four months.
The clouds and mist were dispersed by the high temperature, the glaciers melted, the rivers were thirsty, and from time to time, heavenly fire fell from the body of the Lord of the Sun.
This situation caused immense suffering to the creatures on earth, with countless beings cursing, worshipping, and praying for rain.
However, the power of the White Dragon, the horned jade, was also scorched and became listless.
The sun is too big, and during the day it is suppressed and unable to gather clouds and bring rain. Only when the Goddess bestows the moonlight at night can it hide in the moonlight and turn clouds into rain, which is very hard work.
The creatures of the earth suffered terribly, and the mountains and rivers visibly became parched.
Misfortune never comes alone.
As soon as Xi Zhu left, the Di Rong retinue swarmed in. They destroyed enemy formations and looted at the border, and searched for people in various states. They were extremely arrogant, but Jiao Jue and Shan Shui had no way to attend to them.
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Spring passed and autumn came, and Ji Rong finally awoke from her deep sleep. As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard a massive chorus of prayers for rain coming from all directions.
Accompanied by these emotionally charged voices, a thin, aerial root-like tendril grew from Ji Rong's body and rose towards the sky.
When she reached the same level as the sun, she called out to the mad, scorched bird that was riding on the sun: "Sister Black, the sky has broken."
"Could you please send the sun away to the heavens? If you keep shining like this, I and all other living beings will be scorched to death."
After saying that, she swung the root and lashed it at Xi Tong's forehead.
With a "bang," the tendril burst into flames the moment it touched the fire.
Xi Tong turned around after being slapped, and asked uncertainly, "A Rong?"
Ji Rong waved her burning roots and said, "It's me, quickly put out the fire for me."
Xi Tong immediately opened her large beak, took a deep breath, and absorbed all the anger on Ji Rong's body before stopping. She said, "Since you want to keep this sun, what do you mean by telling me to drive it to the outer heavens?"
If we go to the outer heavens, wouldn't there be no new sun in this world for a very long time? It would be better to let my good uncle mend the sky; authority is the perfect material for mending the sky.”
Ji Rong said, "But I also want you to live, Sister Hei. When you go to the Outer Heaven, you must call my real name, so that I can hear you."
"Rest assured, you are the Supreme Yang Immortal Lord. All things have already imprinted your form upon you, and all things are connected to you. They will pave the way for you."
“Okay.” A happy smile suddenly appeared on Xi Tong’s face. She said, “If you don’t want me to die, I’ll let someone else die.” Then she urged Xi Tong to walk towards Guangyang Palace.
Seeing Xi Tong leave, Ji Rong immediately transformed into a bird and solemnly said to Qing Pingzi, "Senior brother, my life is not in danger; for me, this burning is like being reborn from the ashes."
Now that our "Grand Ceremony of Ten Thousand Races" is complete, let each race claim its share. Only in this way can we quickly establish the names of all races.
Qingpingzi nodded. He looked Ji Rong up and down, and then felt Ji Rong's pulse before he felt relieved. He then carried the eight jade books on his back and headed towards the Jade Void Mountain Range.
Before distributing the book, He had to make another copy to keep as a backup in the Octagon.
Then, Ji Rong looked at Jiao Jue and said, "Brother, I am about to be promoted. Please protect me."
After saying that, roots danced wildly in the sky, absorbing the spiritual energy of the seven states and five mountain ranges. Soon, a handful of pale golden liquid gathered in the Source Regeneration Pool. Ji Rong said, "Mountain and Water God, it's time to take over the spiritual veins of the various states."
The Mountain and Water God nodded, jumped into the pool for a soak, collected some spiritual energy in a gourd, and then headed towards the continent.
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Inside Guangyang Palace, the Lord of the Sun sat high on his divine throne, exuding a vast aura. However, there were two deep black scars on the back of his head, from which black ash emanated, causing him to frown from time to time.
Inside the palace, one hundred and twenty-five recreated gods stood in attendance, their gazes cold, all raising their claws and silently calling out to the Lord of the Sun: "My Lord!"
But Xi Zhu couldn't speak, so Xi Tong said to them, "You are all gods! There is a hole in the sky, so hurry up and mend it."
The gods remained still, so Xi Tong cursed and used his third claw to grab into Xi Zhu's divine body, shouting, "Quickly tell them to mend the sky!"
Xi Zhu's eyes blazed with fire, but he did not answer. Xi Tong, however, chuckled and said, "Uncle, my eyes are blind, but I can still see fire. Do you think I can't see it just because you don't say anything?"
I am no longer the little bird you once slaughtered. You have taken my power and cut off my path to becoming the sun; you must pay a price.
As Xi Tong spoke, a gentle light appeared on her face. She said, "If you have it, then repay it with yourself and your life's work."
She pushed the fire seal into Xi Zhu's divine body again until it was completely absorbed, and then said, "Don't worry, your niece will accompany you and protect you, so that you can be the sun forever, waaaaaaah!"
Golden blood flowed from the wounds on the body of the Lord of the Sun. When burned by fire, it turned into black ash. When the black ash fell to the ground, it created a burst of flames.
Xi Tong looked at the elegant woman prostrate on one side of the hall and said, "Elegant woman, I will not pursue the matter of the past. You are free." The elegant woman respectfully bowed to the sun on the throne and quietly left amidst Xi Tong's pleading gaze.
Xi Tong inserted her severed claws back into Xi Zhu's wound. She then used her wings to pull Xi Zhu's beak out of the fire and pecked at its forehead. Each time she pecked, she placed a layer of flint on top and let it burn inside, until Xi Zhu's body convulsed in pain.
She said, "Uncle, let your false gods mend the sky, otherwise you will lose your mind."
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The torment continued day after day, and Xi Zhu was in a daze. In just three years, he went from being a high and mighty sun god to someone with a dull gaze who would tremble at the sight of Xi Tong.
In that vast Guangyang Palace, not a single creator god could be seen again.
Xi Tong suddenly felt bored.
Looking at the few remaining cracks in the sky, she muttered, "Uncle, you're too fat now. You'll make Arong and Niu Fen get sunburned. Let's go somewhere further away."
As she spoke, she climbed onto Xi Zhu's back again and said softly, "Uncle, you've never been to the Outer Heavens, have you? Neither have I. Let's go and take a look now." With that, she urged Xi Zhu to fly towards the crack.
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