Chapter 63 The New Feng Qing
As the sun shone high in the sky, Gu Qingqing and Ji Rong were awakened by a painful wailing sound.
They listened carefully and alertly, discovering that it was the witch doctor treating the wounded horned cicada in the forest.
With the blessing of the finest spiritual materials, the witch recovered quickly. Now, apart from the broken bone, which is still slightly fragile, the rest of her body is much stronger.
In the past, a sorceress would feel sore and exhausted after staying up all night; now, a sorceress feels that she has inexhaustible energy.
She began to understand why some of her ancestors liked to chase the sun.
If she ate those spiritual herbs and ingredients every day, she might have so much energy that she would run off to chase the sun every few days.
Unable to stay in bed any longer, she persuaded Wu Yue to come early in the morning with a bone knife to treat Jiao Jue's injuries.
This time, they communicated in advance. The witch informed Jiaojue about the treatment process and even showed the medicinal herbs to the worried Jiaojue.
Looking at the lifeless mortals, Jiao Jue disdainfully swatted them away with his claws. He took out a crystal-clear jade bottle from his mouth and, after the sorcerer scraped off the rotten flesh, evenly sprinkled the spiritual medicine inside the bottle onto his wounds.
Another learning opportunity has arrived! The witch excitedly accepted the jade bottle.
After the witch boiled water and cooked the bone knife, Jiao Jue's childhood trauma resurfaced, and he clung tightly to the tree, refusing to come down.
The sorcerer pleaded with Jiao Jue until he finally agreed to watch him scrape away rotten flesh, even after the sun had risen directly overhead in the east.
Scraping flesh is something that looks even more painful.
Then, painful hissing sounds came from the mouth of the horned beast and spread out continuously.
The witch was glad that she had eaten the precious spiritual materials, which had strengthened her physique;
Otherwise, being so close to this dragon, she would probably have been deafened by its shouts; and the dragon's breath might have even blown off a layer of her skin.
Even so, after scraping away all the rotten flesh, the witch's ears were still stinging, and her exposed skin was very dry, with many places cracked and bleeding.
Animals have more sensitive hearing, and Ji Rong and Gu Qingqing were also hurt by the shock. After they woke up, they had to find another place to stay.
Ji Rong flew aimlessly around the island.
Having recovered from the poison and regained her ability to speak, Gu Qingqing hesitated and said, "There are only a few places to stay on this island."
"Why don't we go back and check? That's our cave dwelling; how can we let some unknown thing occupy it?"
Ji Rong glanced at the intense sunlight streaming down her face, said "Okay," and then turned and flew home.
She left that white ball of light at home.
Although she didn't know what it was, it had saved her life, and she couldn't let that ghost "Feng Qing" ruin it.
They flew to the outside of the cave, and before they even landed, they saw the withered ghost "Feng Qing" leaning against the shade outside the cave.
Seeing Ji Rong and her group return, it drooped its crooked mouth and silently said, "You're back."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong flew even higher. She looked down at the ground and saw that "Feng Qing" also had a shadow. She stopped in a remote spot, put her wing claws on her hips, and shouted, "What are you? Get out of Feng Qing's body!"
Upon hearing Ji Rong's words, the ghost "Feng Qing" deflated like a burst balloon.
As the skin fell to the ground, a ball of white light, even dimmer than before, appeared in the air.
It seemed extremely uncomfortable from the sun; it flickered a few times, then "whoosh," it darted back into the leather called "Feng Qing."
It tugged at Feng Qing's legs, and they walked back to the shade, one after the other, until all four of them sat down on the ground as if they had all broken.
Ji Rong was very dissatisfied when she saw that it was the white ball of light causing the trouble.
Ji Rong walked over, intending to swat it with her wings.
But seeing Feng Qing's body, which was as withered as a dried corpse, she retracted her wings and raised her head, hands on her hips, and roared, "You strange thing, don't think that just because you saved my life you can do whatever you want!"
The strange thing weakly glanced at Ji Rong, then closed its eyes again.
Gu Qingqing stepped forward, picked up "Feng Qing" and examined it closely, discovering a hole in the head of the puppet beast.
She looked through the hole and saw a pale white light shining inside, illuminating the empty space.
Gu Qingqing weighed it in her hand with her paw and knew that the Gu worms inside were gone.
Looking at the skin-like puppet beast, Gu Qingqing lowered her eyes and thought to herself, "I won't need this puppet beast anymore. It wouldn't be a bad idea to give it to the monster that saved Ji Rong's life."
Thinking of this, Gu Qingqing couldn't say she was reluctant to leave; instead, a sense of joy spread from the bottom of her heart.
She recalled "Feng Qing" who could walk independently, and looked at her own yellowish-brown fur, feeling as if everyone had returned.
This feeling made Gu Qingqing feel like she was going crazy again, so she immediately slapped her own forehead with her tail.
Then, Gu Qingqing took Feng Qing into the cave.
With swift movements of her paws, she molded "Feng Qing" into a tiny fox.
He then cut his own skin and used his blood as ink to slash various parts of "Feng Qing's" body;
Finally, she bit her own tongue and transferred a mouthful of blood to "Feng Qing's" tongue.
After doing all this, Gu Qingqing was listless, but her eyes were shining.
She spat out her storage ring, took out a bottle containing jade dew, took a sip, and immediately put it back. She praised Ji Rong, "Sister Ji Rong, this is truly a wonderful thing. Could you get some more?"
Ji Rong watched Gu Qingqing drink, her mouth already watering. Her eyes blazed with anger as she said, "Give me a sip, and I'll tell you."
However, Gu Qingqing, feeling invigorated after drinking the jade dew, paid no attention to Ji Rong; she scratched her skin again and drew another one on Feng Qing.
After repeating this process three times, Gu Qingqing, who had lost too much blood and was feeling empty inside, staggered and presented "Feng Qing," who was covered in blood like a fox cub, to Ji Rong.
She instructed Ji Rong to call Wu Yue to brew her a tonic early in the morning, then yawned and snuggled up to Ji Zhuang to sleep.
Ji Rong looked at Feng Qing, who was covered in blood, and felt very uneasy.
She took a ceramic jar and covered the shrunken Feng Qing with it, only then feeling a sense of relief from the horror.
Even after they entered the nest, Ji Rong was still worried, so she grabbed a large stone and weighed down the earthenware jar containing Feng Qing.
Just as she was about to close her eyes and fall asleep, Ji Rong suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to leave a gap.
So, fearing that the little thing would suffocate, Ji Rong kept her eyes open again and used a twig to make a small gap in the pottery jar, one that Feng Qing absolutely could not escape through, before finally falling asleep peacefully.
The next day, when Gu Qingqing was awake, she didn't see Feng Qing, so she asked Ji Rong, "Where did you put Feng Qing?"
Ji Rong pointed guiltily to the pottery jar that was being pressed down by a stone.
To everyone's surprise, Gu Qingqing looked at it and said with a look of praise, "You're really smart. This way, it's extremely difficult for it to get dusty, and my blood talisman will be preserved very well."
"If I had known this method back then, how much less blood could I have lost?"
Ji Rong asked in astonishment, "Could it be that you became so crippled that you couldn't move because you bled out of the Desolate Sea City back then?"
Good heavens, if that's really the case, then how frequently must Gu Qingqing be bleeding out?
Gu Qingqing turned her head away from Ji Rong and replied, "More or less."
She had been unable to walk properly since Zhongzhou, but at that time she was not completely unable to move.
But when they arrived at the Desolate Sea City, the fierce winds there caused the pet beast "Feng Qing" to be damaged quickly, so they had to bleed it out.
It takes approximately five days for the blood talisman to be completely absorbed.
On the third day, Ji Zhuang, who had been lying in a coma due to poisoning, woke up. Upon seeing Ji Rong, he happily hugged her and said, "Little sister!"
Startled, Ji Rong immediately spread her wings and fluttered away. She looked at Ji Zhuang warily and asked, "Brother, what do you want to do?"
Ji Zhuang looked at Ji Rong with a wronged expression and said, "I haven't seen you for so long, I just wanted to hug you." After saying that, he spread his wings again.
Ji Rong looked at her familiar brother, her head throbbing slightly, and ultimately she didn't dare to go over.
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