"Zooshoo" the five-colored stone directed the wild beasts' eyes with a flash of light. Relying on its radiance, Deng Chanyu could roughly discern the enemy's position. She dodged and weaved, using her mastery of throwing stones to fend off the horde of beasts on her own.
At this moment, the direction of Sanshan Pass, some 100 miles away, the murky mist within the mysterious stone was once again stirred by Deng Chanyu's passionate battle. This time, it not only lasted longer but also produced a much stronger spiritual fluctuation than the previous time.
The accumulation of mental excitement leads to a breakthrough. When Deng Chanyu slays the Tiger King at a distance, the qualitative change is triggered by the quantitative accumulation. It seems that the interior of the mysterious stone has transformed into a micro-world, with clear energy rising and turbid energy descending. The most precious part combines with the mental energy transmitted from Deng Chanyu's spirit. The pressure inside the stone, along with the pressure from life-or-death combat against the beast herd, converges after surpassing a critical point. It turns intangible into tangible, transforming impossibility into possibility, giving birth to a new life from flames.
"Hey?" Deng Chanyu, miles away, immediately felt it. She felt as if her body had turned into a searingly hot flame.
Her consciousness suddenly leaps across spatial distance, returning to her own room in Sanshan Pass instantly.
She is Deng Chanyu, and she is also the newly born life that just emerged from the mysterious stone.
The consequence of being distracted during battle was severe. Seeing her vulnerability, the hovering eagle dove down fiercely, tearing a two-finger-wide strip of flesh from her back to shoulder with brute force.
Fuck! It hurts so much!
The pain brought her consciousness back to her body. Deng Chanyu felt her head spinning and her back bleeding profusely. Without time for her to ponder, she felt a warm current surging from the deepest part of her body. It first restored her strength, then healed her wounds, and finally flowed into all limbs and joints. The warm current subtly improved her physique in a way that nourishes without causing discomfort.
Her strength, speed, and response abilities all increased to varying degrees. The warm current was not abundant, but at this moment, it was a tremendous boon.
The five-colored shining stone once again demonstrated its might, pulling apart one beast after another, like a kite released to die. When she cut down the Wolf King with her sword, the beast herd finally collapsed. First to run away were the foxes and jackals, followed by the jackals and leopards. Finally, there were only two fierce-looking black bears left.
"All of them have run away. Are you all mad, still fighting with me?"
The black bears were very intelligent and turned back quickly, only to be startled to find that their allies had mostly fled. The ones who ran fast might have even reached home.
Two black bears, a male and a female, were getting agitated. They crawled on their hands and knees, growling and shouting to run back.
Deng Chanyu suspects there might be some treasure in the forest, otherwise the beast herd would not have been so united.
She did not rashly enter the dense forest to pursue, but sat down instead, relaxing her mental fatigue and taking the time to ponder the strange experiences that had befallen her.
What does that mean? Her consciousness returned to the new life, feeling warm and comfortable, completely within her control. By accident, this was a manifestation of her soul, just born, very weak. Even a simple movement would require great effort and energy. What kind of manifestation it is from this point on is not visible yet.
At this moment, it was as if she had two perspectives, and in order to adapt as quickly as possible, she had to rub her forehead and think for a while.
With the family troubles, Deng Chanyu couldn't afford to waste a second. The treasure in the forest wouldn't run away. She took a few steps to the riverbank, found her horse, and without any delay, spurred it on to return to Sanshan Pass at a gallop.
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Back in Sanshan Pass, the heavy gates were firmly closed. Deng Jiugong was a strict military commander, and even without enemies nearby, he would not rashly open the gates.
Although the Sanshan Pass had been run by the Deng family for a long time, with two hundred thousand troops present, the King of Ji was accompanied by a military supervisor within the pass city. Deng Chanyu didn't want to give her dear father any trouble.
She waited until dawn, when soldiers opened the gates, before leading her horse into the city.
She briefly explained the reason for her late return last night and, citing exhaustion, quickly returned to her room.
"I'm tired, I need to rest. Call me for lunch." After sending away the maids, she turned her gaze to her own manifestation.
She had already hidden her manifestation beforehand, afraid that the maids assigned to clean her room might find it.
At this moment, she carefully took her manifestation out from behind the screen.
"Is this some sparrow?" It was only now that she truly got a clear look at the full appearance of her manifestation.
The manifestation was very thin and small, with no feathers on its body. Its head was large and its neck long. The eyes of the manifestation seemed to be closed and open at the same time, lying on her palm. Its entire body was soft and pliable.
From the perspective of the manifestation, Deng Chanyu's face was visible as well, as if looking into a mirror. This feeling was absolutely amazing.
"Come on, let me feed you first... Ah? No, this is me, I should be the one to eat. Have some milk first?"
She had been unable to enter the city, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. With nothing to do, she bought some food from the villagers outside the city.
She prepared milk, oats, millet, wheat, and two semi-dead worms.
Not knowing what her manifestation liked to eat, she first laid out the food in a straight line, then transferred her consciousness over.
The manifestation, as if an elderly man of eighty, slowly stood up and first looked at the worms. Its instinctive reaction was to eat them, but Deng Chanyu felt a bit disgusted by them.
The manifestation could also drink the milk, but it would certainly feel uncomfortable after drinking it. In the end, it chose the oats.
The manifestation ate very little at once. The taste of these things was poor, but at this stage, they were indispensable.
Deng Chanyu fed it once every two hours.
For an entire day, the manifestation spent its time eating and sleeping, or sleeping and eating. As the host body, Deng Chanyu was in a dazed state, staying in her room for a whole day. She had meals brought to her by maids at the appropriate times and spent the rest of her time lying in bed, emptying her mind to help the manifestation absorb and process the innate "personal identity" information it had come with.
Deng Chanyu saw the immortal volcano to the south, saw the ancient divine beast, the ancestor of flying creatures, Yuanfeng, and its somewhat blurry figure.
It shrouded the sun and the moon, exuding ominous power. Even in a state of severe injury and imminent death, the image of the ancestral bird of flight was beyond all descriptions of beauty and strength in the world.
This is a powerful life force born of the essence of the universe. What with a character "De" on its forehead, "Yi" on its wings, and "Ren" in the pattern on its chest, are all nonsense by later generations. Yuanfeng is a chaotic divine beast that controls the laws of fire and has nothing to do with benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faithfulness.
At this moment, Deng Chanyu's gaze seemed to span across millions of miles, using her manifestation as a medium to enter the depths of the immortal volcano. She had a brief encounter with the colossal creature that had long been trapped in a certain life-and-death cycle. The massive creature looked at her suspiciously for two eyes before nodding gently, indicating its approval.
