Chapter 66 Unprofitable Deals (2)
"Oh, you've got some guts!" Jiao Jue grinned through gritted teeth, his claws still slicing through the branches. "But killing you in one go would be too easy on you."
Feng Qing, clumsy and awkward, crawled up to Jiao Jue. It kept pawing at Jiao Jue with its short paws until it finally caught Jiao Jue's attention. Feng Qing pointed at Ji Rong, shook its head at Jiao Jue, and then fainted.
Jiaojue threw the branch away and let out a howl into the sky.
Soon after, Ah Xiao arrived.
Jiaojue took out a jade box, took out a vermilion fruit from it and threw it into A'xiao's arms, saying, "Go, tell those two little cultivators to come over quickly."
Otherwise, I'll eat her.
Ji Rong stared longingly at the vermilion fruit in A's hand and cried out, "That's my reward!"
"Yours? Ha, that's mine!" Jiao Jue sneered, slapping Ji Rong again.
Ah Xiao took the fruit and, seeing this scene, fearing that Jiao Jue would change his mind, quickly ran out.
When Gu Qingqing heard A'xiao's summons, she felt as if the sky had fallen. She hurriedly asked Ji Zhuang to carry her there.
Upon seeing Ji Rong hanging upside down with feathers scattered on the ground and her eyes tightly closed, she burst into a mournful cry.
Ji Zhuang seemed to have forgotten that there was a great dragon repairing here. He flapped his heavy wings and flew up to the branch, pecking at the iron ring on Ji Rong's ankle again and again.
"Brother, stop nagging." Ji Rong opened her eyes and howled in pain, "Do you know how sharp your mouth is? You poked my toe."
Ji Zhuang quickly stopped and, together with Gu Qingqing, pulled her back up the tree.
Jiao Jue did not use her spiritual energy to strike Ji Rong, so Ji Rong's injury was only a superficial wound and not serious. However, she was reluctant to use her spiritual energy to repair the wound.
Upon seeing Gu Qingqing arrive, Ji Rong felt as if she had seen a savior. She exclaimed, "Fox, Sister Gu, please come and teach Feng Qing to speak!"
Gu Qingqing: "..."
She said helplessly, "Ji Rong, wake up. Feng Qing is a puppet; it can't talk."
"No, you teach this Feng Qing now." Ji Rong helplessly tugged at her chained foot and said, "Otherwise I can't walk."
Jiao Jue picked up Feng Qing and threw her into Gu Qingqing's arms. As if his eyes were dirty, he quickly circled around to another branch of the tree and commanded, "Teach her well, or none of you will leave."
As Ji Rong watched Jiao Jue about to leave, a look of joy appeared on her face. Suddenly, Jiao Jue turned around and lashed her on the buttocks with a branch, hanging her upside down again. He said, "If you dare to have any funny ideas, I'll get serious!"
So, Gu Qingqing and Ji Zhuang accompanied Ji Rong to live a prisoner-like life at Jiao Jue's place.
Ji Rong was chained to a tree and couldn't move. Ji Zhuang stayed by his sister's side and refused to leave. Jiao Jue also wouldn't allow Gu Qingqing to take Feng Qing away.
Gu Qingqing had no choice but to dig a simple hole under the tree and settle down with Feng Qing and Ji Zhuang, resignedly bleeding Feng Qing to add talismans.
Gu Qingqing swore that this was absolutely the worst cave dwelling she had ever lived in.
Fortunately, Jiaojue was generous and provided meals.
He would take out a large amount of spiritual materials to enjoy every meal.
After he finished eating, Gu Qingqing and the others were free to divide the food among themselves. Gu Qingqing ate well, and the deficit from the bloodletting was quickly made up.
However, Gu Qingqing's teaching of Feng Qing did not go very smoothly.
She has little teaching experience, and her only impulsive decision was silently rejected by Adu. Now she is truly gritting her teeth and going for it.
The Mirror Spirit was clearly not a cub, so both sides were struggling.
Ten days later, Feng Qing finally learned her first pronunciation: "eat".
The slow progress made Jiao Jue laugh in exasperation again.
That afternoon, when the sun was shining brightly, he squinted and whipped Ji Rong upside down again, saying, "Damn it! How dare you give me such a terrible idea, telling me to find such an ugly, stupid fox to make fun of me!"
He then called Gu Qingqing to his side and roared, "Don't bring her here again until she's been properly taught!"
She answered, shivering with fear.
Fortunately, once there's one, there's two, and once there's two, there's three.
The day after Feng Qing started speaking, it made faster progress. It seemed to have finally figured out the structure of pronunciation in the fox's mouth and began to utter words.
On the fifth day after she started speaking, Feng Qing woke up from a nap and was able to communicate normally with Gu Qingqing.
However, it still couldn't get rid of its habit of moving its arms and legs in unison. Every time Gu Qingqing tried to correct it, it would move its four legs erratically and fall to the ground.
"So be it," Gu Qingqing thought to herself. "Anyway, it's not a real fox." Then she led Feng Qing to see Jiao Jue.
Jiao Jue looked at the ugly Feng Qing and asked, "Are you a mirror spirit?"
“I am one of the remaining consciousnesses of the Empress,” Feng Qing replied, its voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Swish~swish~swish" Jiaojue quickly wrapped around the tree from the top to the bottom, and then back up again.
Thank goodness, if he had returned to the Temple of War back then, he certainly wouldn't have survived until sunrise the next day.
"Why did you help me?" Jiao Jue leaned down, squinting at Feng Qing as she asked.
"You're the one who asked me about your future."
Upon hearing this, Jiao Jue felt extremely anxious and restless.
He kept tangling up and down the tree, trying to calm his anxiety.
At this moment, Ji Rong, who was standing to the side, saw that they had finished talking and said impatiently, "Lord Jiaolong, now you know that she is your mirror spirit, please release me."
Jiao Jue looked up at Ji Rong, his gaze cold and murderous intent rising again.
The thought had barely formed in his mind when Feng Qing's cold voice rang out again: "If you follow her, you can live."
Jiao Jue looked at Ji Rong with a cold smile, then asked Feng Qing, "What's wrong with her? What do you mean by saying that I can live if I follow her?"
“She has the ancestral tree on her body,” Feng Qing said, looking at Ji Rong with his pupils widening. “I see.”
"The Ancestral Tree?" Jiao Jue was shocked again. He said, "Wasn't that thing destroyed long ago?"
"The Empress once left a vow to Heaven and Earth: Heaven is virtuous, the earth is grateful, and all things can grow freely and have a chance to survive."
Feng Qing pointed at Ji Rong and said, "She is that lifeline. If you follow her, you can survive."
It glanced at Gu Qingqing again and exclaimed, "What a miracle! What a miracle! This fox should have been doomed twice, yet it has survived like this."
He glanced at Ji Zhuang again, frowned, and said, "Cultivating blood magic? Impressive technique."
Then he collapsed to the ground again and couldn't get up.
Gu Qingqing hurriedly picked up Feng Qing and returned to the cave to draw a blood talisman, while the curious Jiao Jue condescended to climb down the tree to take a look.
When Jiao Jue saw that Gu Qingqing was using her own blood to draw talismans to nourish Feng Qing's body, he was shocked once again.
Unable to bear it any longer, he immediately pulled a jade bottle from his mouth and handed it into the cave, saying, "Use this; it will last much longer than your inferior blood."
Gu Qingqing quickly presented the gift with both hands and asked, "What is this?"
Jiao Jue glanced at the jade bottle with sarcasm, turned and left, his voice carried into the cave by the wind: "The essence of all races."
It is still made primarily from the essence blood of all races, with the Wind Sparrow, daughter of the Wind Fierce, as the main ingredient.
How ironic, Jiao Jue thought coldly. Feng Que's original name was Feng Hua. She was summoned to the Golden Cauldron Palace at a young age, given a lowly name, and lived as a slave.
Despite having served the god faithfully for many years, she was implicated by her biological father and ultimately met a tragic end, her flesh torn apart...
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Gu Qingqing had never used such high-end goods before.
She took a feather from Ji Zhuang and carefully drew Feng Qing on it. As expected of a high-end product, Feng Qing woke up shortly afterward.
Gu Qingqing carefully put away the jade bottle containing the essence of all races, and couldn't help but grin and chuckle.
What a wonderful thing! She finally got to experience the joy of being a witch.
Upon seeing Feng Qing, the money tree, regain his senses, Gu Qingqing asked with concern, "How are you feeling?"
“Oh no,” Feng Qing said, looking at his feet. “I’ve become completely fused with this puppet.”
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