Chapter 422 Full Moon (2)
Then Yuanjun quickly poked half of his head out from the mountain and said, "Little Ji Rong, the tree won't grow anytime soon. The book you read last time was quite interesting, so please finish reading it for me. When you finish reading it, I will forgive your previous offense."
Ji Rong's eyes flickered, and she said, "Senior wants to listen to a story? That's easy. It's just that I didn't know before that I only brought saplings this time and didn't bring any books."
"I'll plant the saplings today, and I'll read to my elders next time I come."
Yuanjun nodded and said, "Good." Then she went down into the mountain.
Five days later, Ji Rong returned to the Moon Shadow Mountains with the "Treatise on Plants and Trees" and called out, "Senior Yuanjun, Ji Rong has brought the Heavenly Book."
Upon hearing Ji Rong's call, Yuan Jun immediately revealed himself.
Ji Rong grabbed the large jade book and waved it towards Yuanjun. When the inscription on the tree emitted a faint golden light, she withdrew it and said, "Senior Yuanjun, this is a book that I and Senior Brother Wanfa jointly engraved. It has been recognized by the rules of Heaven."
Brother Wanfa is devoted to teaching and imparting knowledge, while I am also busy with many trivial matters and cannot concentrate on nurturing spirits. I wonder if the senior has any thoughts on this.
Before arriving, Ji Rong had already spoken with Senior Brother Wanfa; if Senior was willing, this book would be given to you.
Yuanjun peeked out from the full moon, looked at Ji Rong, and asked in confusion, "You are actually willing to give me this book?"
"Yes!" Ji Rong said frankly, "But there are no precedents to follow in the cultivation of plants. Does Senior have the patience to nurture them?"
"Haha, the one thing I have plenty of is time." Yuanjun happily poked his tail out from the moon, circling around Ji Rong as he said, "You have given me such a great gift, what is your wish?"
Ji Rong said, "I naturally hope that you, senior, can acknowledge my position as the supreme ruler for the past two thousand years."
"Two thousand years?" Yuanjun keenly grasped the key point in the words and asked, "Why a ruler for two thousand years?"
Ji Rong laughed and said, "We have long lifespans. Since no sovereign can sit until the day of natural collapse, why don't I start by establishing rules that allow for voluntary withdrawal?"
Upon hearing this, Yuanjun indeed became interested. Her two tails enveloped Ji Rong's body, and a chilling aura seeped into Ji Rong's feathers from the air.
A hint of joy crept into the ancient deity's usually cold voice as He said, "Little Ji Rong, tell me, what rules have you set?"
Ji Rong blinked her bright eyes and replied, "The sovereign has a responsibility to maintain the integrity of the mountains and rivers and uphold justice among all races."
The term of the sovereign is fixed, with a period of one thousand years, and each sovereign may serve a maximum of two consecutive terms.
I want to work with the Mountain and Water Gods and the Hundred Sons of the Mountains to reunite the mountains and rivers into one, and support the thousands of races in the "Great Codex of Myriad Laws" to establish their own inherited civilizations. On the premise of promoting the integration of these civilizations, I want them to be able to retain their own characteristics.
Therefore, I will seek re-election and serve the full two thousand years.
Yuanjun could not imagine the scene of all races interacting and vying for glory that Ji Rong described. In His eyes, it was full of contradictions, but that did not prevent Him from feeling anticipation. His heart had already been piqued, and His four eyes involuntarily narrowed.
Suddenly the moonlight brightened, casting multiple shadows on Ji Rong's eyes.
“Interesting!” Yuanjun said, “I can acknowledge your title as the supreme ruler, but you are not allowed to enter my territory.”
Ji Rong grinned and said, "Senior, I have come to see you many times to unify the land veins of the Nine Provinces. You do not allow me to enter your territory, so how can I ask the Hundred Sons of the Mountain to repair the broken underground spiritual veins in your mountain?"
Ji Rong has come to give you this gift out of genuine sincerity; you will surely need it and like it.
After saying that, Ji Rong took out a small bottle of pale golden source fluid from under his wing and said, "Senior, you may still have a lot of source fluid to use. Although ordinary creatures cannot use things as concentrated as source fluid, they can use this kind of diluted spiritual liquid."
"Oh?" Yuanjun took the small bottle, glanced at it, and said, "You call this spiritual liquid?"
“Yes.” Ji Rong looked up at Yuan Jun and said, “This land can no longer produce the same pure source as before, so it’s not unreasonable to call it spiritual liquid.”
If it weren't for this item, why would I have bothered you so many times?
The world is now tilting in favor of ordinary people. Since this trend is unstoppable, why don't you expand your ranks with dark cultivators and become the true Lord of the Night?
Yuanjun swallowed the pale golden essence from the small bottle. After sensing that the essence was indeed from an essence that lacked sufficient spiritual energy, she asked in surprise, "Are all the underground spiritual veins in the seven states now filled with this kind of spiritual essence?"
Ji Rong shook her head and replied, "Of course not. Currently, the seven states have only connected the main veins, which can only ensure the continuous flow of spiritual energy."
But I've calculated that the entire land of the Nine Provinces should be sufficient to support the gods of this world.
Upon hearing these words, the ancient and aloof deity's breathing became stronger, and the bright moonlight became even gentler as the Yuanjun's emotions fluctuated, casting a warm glow across the Moon Shadow Mountain.
Gods are not without self or desire; it's just that they have lived too long and seen too much, and have gradually become bored.
Their lives also need novel experiences to make them feel alive, unlike the emotionless clay figures that believers portray them as.
The Emperor knew that this was his chance to live another life, to keep up with the times.
So He asked, "Little Ji Rong, I acknowledge you, and you give me a spiritual vein so that the spiritual energy in my mountain can circulate on its own. What do you need me to give in return?"
Ji Rong said, "I need your recognition of the common ruler and your following of the common ruler."
If you do not agree with my actions, you are welcome to challenge me and remove me from my position within a thousand years.
A thousand years later, during the re-election of the supreme ruler, you may also support other capable individuals vying for the position.
Yuanjun looked at Ji Rong and said, "These all sound like benefits I've given you after I've approved of you, little Ji Rong. So what are you after?"
Ji Rong said firmly, "As I said before, I want to create a world where all races flourish."
"Ha, you're quite amusing." Yuanjun rested her head on her three hands, leaning against the moon, and said, "In the ancient times, there was an unlucky fellow who said something similar, and then he was chopped to pieces by all the races."
Ji Rong immediately grinned, baring his fangs, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that easy to kill!"
"Hmm." A cool voice came from Yuanjun's mouth again. He said, "I know. Then, Lord, please go back."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong handed the Great Jade Book "Treatise on Plants and Trees" to Yuanjun and said, "Senior Yuanjun, I will summon several mountain gods to your Moon Shadow Mountain Range to connect with the underground spiritual energy channels. You must not prevent them from entering and leaving."
Yuanjun smiled gently and said, "Alright." After speaking, His figure suddenly grew larger and darker.
He roamed in the air, embracing the full moon, seemingly merging into it, rising higher and higher.
As the Yuanjun soared into the sky, starting from the Yueyin Mountains, one mountain range after another was gradually illuminated by the bright moonlight, as if covered in frost and snow.
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