Chapter 73 Whereabouts
Although Wu Yue of the Lich Clan came to take in the orphans of their ancient witches, Gu Qingqing and the others did not intend to let Wu Yue and the others go to the Lich Clan.
It wasn't that they disliked the impure bloodline of the Lich Clan, but Ji Rong, Ji Zhuang, and Gu Qingqing all felt that the Lich Clan had been fighting against the Heavenly Palaces for many years and would eventually face annihilation, so it was really not a good place to go.
Feng Qing, who was listening to this, nodded in agreement.
Ji Rong and the others told Wu Yueming about the situation outside, and then asked Jiao Jue to verify the authenticity of the information.
Wu Yue, his face dark, indicated that he understood. He bowed and said, "As I said before, the entire clan will be at the mercy of the adults from now on."
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They stopped on the rocky island.
The island is now charred black; all the vegetation was destroyed by lightning during Zhan Shi's advancement.
Gu Qingqing sighed to Ji Zhuang, "If I had known there would be nothing left, I wouldn't have bothered planting so many spiritual plants."
Ji Zhuang retorted, "I did all of that, Qingqing. You were just watching."
"Hmph!" Seeing that Ji Zhuang was not cooperating with her in expressing her sorrow, Gu Qingqing raised her head, jumped onto Ji Zhuang's back, stomped on it a few times, flicked her five tails, and left.
Ji Zhuang dared to talk back, so she decided to confide in Ji Rong.
On the beach, Wu Yue and Wu Yue were having a verbal tug-of-war over where to go.
Ji Rong watched from the side with Feng Qing. When she heard them talking about "Wu Yue" and "Wu Yue," she couldn't help but interject, "Old man, why do you and him have the same name? Are you brothers?"
Wu Yue, his face dark, looked up and replied, "No, I'm much older than him."
"So you're from the same generation?"
"No, he's of a higher generation than me." Wu Yue said this with a hint of resentment.
Wu Yue wasn't angry and continued to persuade them: "Come with me. If you return to your clan, you'll at least have enough resources to cultivate."
"Then we'll intermarry with other tribes like you?" Wu Yue retorted, "Since the glory of our ancestors has long passed, let's just leave it at that."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Wu Yue had no choice but to reply, "Then I'll go back first and come back in a few days."
After hearing these words, Ji Rong went back and hid in the charred cave to whisper about them with Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing. When they talked about how Wu Yue's seniority was actually lower than Wu Yue's, Ji Xiu laughed strangely, "Hahahaha".
Hearing this from outside, the horned beast smiled and grabbed Feng Qing, placing him in its claws. Then, it swept Ji Rong and the others into the sea with a flick of its tail.
After scanning, Jiao Jue sneered, "What's so funny? So what if you're mixed-race? Go down and look at yourselves; especially you, you little bird, look at yourself, are you pure?"
Ji Rong, who had just emerged from the water with her feathers fluttering, preened her fur with her beak and looked at Jiao Jue with displeasure, saying, "My mother gave me such beauty, why should I feel inferior because I am not pure? But what's wrong with you now?"
Jiao Jue didn't answer, so Ji Rong, Ji Zhuang, and Gu Qingqing flew to the other side of the beach and whispered about Jiao Jue's strange behavior.
Feng Qing also wanted to go and listen, and struggled to get out of the claws of the horned jade. It quickly moved its colorful body out from the gap and followed Ji Rong in a limping manner.
Jiao Jue went to grab Feng Qing, and heard Gu Qingqing, who was hiding deep inside, say to Ji Rong with suppressed laughter: "He even asked you what's wrong with being mixed-race? What's wrong with being mixed-race?... Hahaha... Does he know that even mixed-race people can't be mixed like this? It will cause the lineage to break down."
"Exactly, our parents are both birds, and your parents are both foxes. Neither of us crossed major species lines. Look at that new Wu Yue, hahaha..."
Ji Rong laughed and said, "Moreover... I can see what kind of person Wu Yue is... hahaha... Sister Gu, he... hahaha... he ate the same kind of demon food as us on the South River... hahaha... hahaha... hahaha... but if you look closely, they are also pitiful."
"Yes, it's pitiful..." Gu Qingqing sighed softly.
...Then, they began to worry in hushed tones about the fate of this poor lich lineage and the problem of its bloodline's inheritance.
Although Ji Zhuang did not participate in the discussion, the way he and Feng Qing listened intently also deeply stung Jiao Jue's eyes.
His mind was completely absorbed in the uncontrollable laughter, and he could no longer hear anything else Ji Rong and the others were saying...
The sound of "ha-ga-ha-ga" filled his mind, and in a daze, it was as if a fellow tribesman was laughing beside him: "We are all two-horned... ha-ha-ha... look at you, just like your mother... ha-ha..."
"A unicorn... haha... oh my unicorn, that's hilarious! Get lost! You're not allowed here again... hahaha... this is our land! You little cripple... hahaha... you're not allowed to play with us."
Jiaojue cried and went back to find his mother. His mother, with a cold face, took him to confront the parents of the laughing little dragon who was leading the group.
The dragon in that family completely ignored its mother's questioning. Instead, it smiled and patted the little dragon's head, saying to the little dragon, "I've told you many times, don't play with cripples, it will make you stupid."
The little dragon looked at itself mockingly and said, "Hehe, Mother, I know. I won't play with a cripple who has no father."
The mother was furious and rushed up to fight, but lost.
From then on, he officially became the target of bullying by the entire clan. Every day, little dragons would ambush him by the waters where they lived and then beat him when his mother was not paying attention.
Not long after, his mother carried him up the tree.
The past folds into reality. Unable to bear it any longer, Jiao Jue went over and pulled up Feng Qing, who was listening with great interest, and then lashed out with his tail, knocking Ji Rong and the others into the sea.
After whipping her, he still felt unsatisfied, so he stood guard on the shore and beat Ji Rong; whenever Ji Rong tried to climb ashore, he would whip her back down with his tail.
Ji Rong thrashed about in the water, shouting, "You're killing birds! You damned dragon, you have no conscience!"
Upon hearing this, Jiaojue narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You little brat, you've finally spoken your mind. I knew you weren't afraid of me, and you look down on me as a one-horned creature, just like my damned clan!"
"You damned dragon, you're slandering me! When have I ever looked down on your one-horned creature?!"
Unable to climb out, Ji Rong simply enlarged her body, standing in the shallow water, completely soaked.
She couldn't even sprout wings, so she drooped her wings and huffed, "How have I looked down on you! Don't talk nonsense, you wicked seed!"
We were peacefully talking inside, and you eavesdropped, fine, but you even hit us!
“Feng Qing, Feng Qing,” Ji Rong, soaked to the bone, shouted at the top of her lungs, “Come out quickly and see, this dead dragon is going to drown me.”
Feng Qing struggled in Jiao Jue's hand, but this time it couldn't break free. Unable to move, it opened its mouth and bit Jiao Jue's claws. The pain made Jiao Jue straighten up and slap its rear with its other claw.
Feng Qing pouted and slumped down in its paws, feeling wronged, turning its rear end towards Jiao Jue.
But it didn't understand what kind of emotion this was; it just did it because it wanted to.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ji Rong flapped her wings and ran away. She was so wet that she had to call Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing to preen her feathers while she began her day's work of swallowing the wind.
The sea winds are numerous and strong; if they don't swallow them up, the weak Wu tribe cannot withstand them.
As evening approached, Wu Yue came over and invited them to a simple feast prepared by the clan, asking them to take their seats.
Ji Rong couldn't go, but Ji Zhuang, Feng Qing, and Gu Qingqing went.
Jiao Jue didn't go either, so Wu Yue sent a table to each of them.
Ji Rong took a bite of the dishes and spat it out. She picked up a pottery jar, smelled it, and took a sip. Sigh, it still didn't taste good.
But rooted on the cliff, watching the blazing fire below, with people dancing around the flames, it was incredibly lively.
Ji Rong watched from above, taking sips of wine and whiffs of air every now and then, finding it quite pleasant.
Jiao Jue suddenly appeared and chuckled, "An inferior breed is an inferior breed; they can even drink such dregs with gusto."
Tonight, Jiao Jue looked very lonely, and he didn't hold his head up high as he lay on the ground.
Ji Rong stared at Jiao Jue, then suddenly poured a mouthful of dregs into his mouth and laughed loudly.
Jiaojue spat repeatedly, angrily shouting, "You little brat, you...you're asking for it!"
Ji Rong, however, became even more unafraid of him, saying, "You damned dragon, if you have the guts, kill me! It's just a sip of ordinary wine; we'd even lick your plate clean!"
Jiao Jue turned her head away and said angrily, "You know you've drunk from this, you know it's just ordinary wine, so how dare you spill it in my mouth!"
"Because I have the guts of a bear and the courage of a leopard, haha."
Ji Rong said in a smug tone, "But so what? Given their current conditions, it's already quite an achievement that they can produce even a little ordinary wine by saving every penny."
The fact that they offered this to us shows that they value us!
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