Chapter 48 The Bereaved Family (3)
Unable to contain his excitement, Wu Yue was determined to bring this spiritual vein back.
So he traveled back and forth between the two realms every day, which caused his hair at the temples to turn quite white; he tried every method he could think of, but he still couldn't cross over with the spiritual veins.
Just as he and the witch were racking their brains, young Adu said, "Grandpa, since this thing came with those three-headed cultivators as you said, why don't you take the three cultivators with you? Maybe it can come in then?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Yue found it very reasonable and immediately ordered his clansmen to carry the three repairs onto the boat and head towards the border.
He first tried it on Gu Qingqing, but it didn't work.
Then he turned to look at the two bird cultivators. Originally, he wanted to use Ji Zhuang as a test subject, but considering the strange condition of Ji Rong and the fact that he didn't know how much life he had left, he decided to use Ji Rong, whose body looked weak but whose heart beat exceptionally strongly.
He picked up Ji Rong and walked outside.
With Ji Rong's appearance, the seal that was like mud, making it impossible to breathe and move forward, seemed to disappear, and wisps of strong wind rushed in.
The thin spiritual vein outside, like a long-lost child seeing its mother, nimbly darted up to Ji Rong's toes.
After Wu Yue carried Ji Rong back to the cave, the thin spiritual vein burrowed into the soil, and soon, the cave began to emanate a barely perceptible spiritual energy.
On this day, Wu Yue cried and laughed like a child, for he saw the hope of the Wu tribe.
The witches laughed and cried along with them. They were happy that the island finally had spiritual energy. Perhaps in the near future, they would be able to cultivate without having to use forbidden sacrificial arts to inherit the power of the great witch.
For a time, emotions were mixed on the island, until Adu handed him the food, breaking the cycle of joy and sorrow.
There is much to be done. Next, they need to dig the ground and compare the scriptures to cultivate the spiritual seed; they shouldn't waste their time on this.
Wu Yue chose a scenic spot on the island for Ji Rong, Ji Zhuang, and Gu Qingqing, and dug a larger and more luxurious cave dwelling for them. Then he asked A Du to help him take care of the three of them.
He then directed his people to cultivate the land around Ji Rong's cave dwellings and plant crops.
When ordinary crops encounter spiritual energy, it's as if they've been given a labor-inducing drug. Even though it's only a small amount of spiritual energy dissipating, the crops on the island have achieved an unprecedented bumper harvest that year.
Nourished by spiritual energy, Gu Qingqing awoke this autumn; however, after sleeping for several months, she had no idea where she was.
The ordinary fire burning nearby proved that there must be intelligent beings around. Gu Qingqing wanted to get up and observe the situation, but found that she was in excruciating pain all over her body.
Meanwhile, her body was covered with a thick layer of herbs, and the mixed scents of various herbs entered her nasal cavity, causing her to sneeze as soon as she woke up.
A girl who looked like a Celestial walked in. When she saw Gu Qingqing open her eyes, she exclaimed with delight, "Grandpa, Grandpa, that's wonderful! The fox has woken up! Come quickly!"
The shout startled Gu Qingqing so much that she wanted to jump, but she couldn't. She sadly discovered that all she felt was pain, and even the tip of her tail hurt, except for her neck.
"Damn Ji Zhuang, how dare he lose his mind and bite my tail!" Gu Qingqing thought angrily. "If it weren't for the fact that we were both raised by Aunt Huang, I would have whipped you to death with my tail when we got ashore!"
Wu Yue rushed in happily from outside. In his joy, he forgot to control the force of his steps, and his huge body shook the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere and the walls of the cave to crumble.
"Grandpa, slow down, the cave will collapse if you slow down!" Adu hurriedly reminded him.
"Oh, right!" Wu Yue obediently stopped, crouched down, and poked his head and hands into the cave, saying, "Fellow Daoist of the Fox Clan, can you understand me?"
"Celestial language?" Gu Qingqing was surprised. She looked at the big head and thought, "Don't the Celestials all live at the foot of Kunlun? And the Celestials aren't this big."
She tried to speak to indicate that she could understand a little, but her throat was also very sore, burning painfully.
Seeing that Gu Qingqing did not respond, the enormous head retreated again.
More than ten days later, Wu Yue came over carrying a huge wooden book. He said in the difficult ancient language commonly used by the demon race, "Fellow Daoist of the fox clan, can you understand this?"
Gu Qingqing nodded, and Wu Yue was very excited to receive a response. He hugged the giant wooden book and walked away slowly.
After observing for a while, Gu Qingqing felt that this place seemed to be the mortal world, because the area around the cave was filled with relatively exquisite pottery.
The girl who took care of her resembled the lich elders, but she had no spiritual energy fluctuations or poisonous aura.
The girl said her name was Adu and that she was only ten years old.
Good heavens, are you trying to fool this ignorant fox? What kind of cub grows to be seven feet tall at the age of ten?! Moreover, this girl's blood and energy are surging, and just getting close to Gu Qingqing will make her, who is injured, tremble.
Moreover, her grandfather could only stick his head out of the hole.
She was so badly injured that she thought she wouldn't make it out of the world.
However, when she woke up, she found that the Dao Pill in her body was intact, but her meridians lacked spiritual energy.
Although her limbs were in pain, the meridians were not broken and there was a faint tendency for them to heal.
The girl's grandfather can speak the language of celestial beings and the common language of demons. What kind of being is he?
Gu Qingqing sighed at her own good fortune. Luckily, Ji Rong had a special constitution; otherwise, they would have been finished this time.
The medicine applied to her body was of unknown origin. Although it had no spiritual energy, it was effective for her, and her meridians were no longer as painful as they had been at the beginning.
She spat out the storage ring under her tongue, extracted the remaining magic power from her inner passage, endured the pain, and used hand seals to retrieve some spiritual herbs. She swallowed the herbs and then fell into a deep sleep.
The young girl Adu is very busy every day. Not only does she have to give Gu Qingqing and Ji Rong, who sleeps next to her, a medicinal bath every day, but she also has to take care of Ji Zhuang in the cave next door.
Besides that, she also had to pick fruit and wild vegetables every day, and water the ground outside. Gu Qingqing never saw her rest for a moment from morning to night.
Ji Rong always smelled terrible, and Ji Zhuang smelled awful too. Gu Qingqing, who was lying to the side and could only walk a few steps, could no longer bear it.
Finally, during a time when she was washing herself in the afternoon, Gu Qingqing stumbled and made a request in the language of the gods to have Adu move Ji Rong out.
At this moment, Gu Qingqing admired herself immensely for having learned some of the language of the celestial beings back then; otherwise, given her current situation, how could she possibly communicate?
After repeating it many times, A-Du finally understood. He then shook his head firmly at Gu Qingqing, gesturing with his hands as he spoke, making Gu Qingqing understand the reason for his refusal through a combination of guesswork and deduction.
Her elders wouldn't allow it! Was it that old man peeking in? But what's the logic behind the distinction between male and female?!
Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang are siblings. They've slept in the same bed since they were little. Why are they having to separate now?
Gu Qingqing felt that she didn't understand, but she couldn't resist; she couldn't carry the burden now.
Unable to communicate effectively, Gu Qingqing could only endure her tears. She diligently cultivated every day, consuming low-grade spiritual herbs in her storage ring that had lost much of their medicinal properties.
"If I don't eat this soon, I won't be able to eat it anymore," Gu Qingqing thought as she ate. "When I cultivate enough magic to make a punch, I'll definitely throw that brat Ji Rong to Ji Zhuang."
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