Initially, Deng Chanyu was a bit reluctant. The dance of the witch clan was too unrestrained and primitive. It was difficult for her to shake off her elegant posture of more than ten years as an immortal in the Xuanmen School. As she was pulled to dance by the fox goddess, her movements were stiff, like a puppet.
As the drumbeat became more passionate and high-pitched, Deng Chanyu's musical nature could not help but be stirred. Her movements and beat gradually found a sense of previous life. The elegant demeanor of the immortals in the Xuanmen School was forgotten, and she followed the rhythm of the other witches to dance a passionate dance.
After Daji's twirl, she reached out and wrapped her waist.
They were extremely close, able to smell each other's presence, and their eyes collided involuntarily.
This moment seemed like it lasted a long time, yet also like it was very short.
Daji could not help but choose to avoid, looking to the side and biting her lips, "If there's a chance in the next life"
Deng Chanyu stroked her cheek, speaking firmly, "I only want this life, not the next."
She did not bring her seven-stringed qin, but there were many witch clan instruments on site. She borrowed one that looked like a pipa and tried it out, finding no problem, so she and Daji left the square of the grand ritual in advance.
The two of them walked to the lake. Deng Chanyu noticed a final hint of hesitation in Daji's heart. She immediately proposed a discussion on Dao between them.
"This is my path of music, you haven't seen me play the qin before, have you? Today, I'll give you a performance!"
The next morning, at dawn.
The elder of the jointly managed clan finds the hero who resealed the heavens and finds Deng's waist and back in pain. In this state, even fixing a house would be difficult.
After all, there's been a leak for tens of thousands of years, so an extra day won't make a difference.
He advised her to rest well and left after that.
Inside the room, the two whispered to each other softly.
"It's all your fault, my old back."
A seductive laugh rang out: "Hehe, I didn't expect your toes to be so fun. Ah, sing the song last night again for me, please!"
"All right, I'll sing a couple of lines for you. Listen up: What's the matter with royalty and wealth, what are you afraid of with the precepts and regulations? I only wish for eternity, to closely follow my beloved."
It took a long time for Daji's voice to come out, she was very hesitant: "Alone, will you go and fix the sky, won't it be dangerous? Or should I go with you?"
"You don't need to worry about it. Do you really not trust my teacher's professional skills? This is just for fun."
"Don't say it like that!"
"Okay, it's not that easy, but in a crisis, only responsibility matters. I must go."
Originally, I could still avoid it, but now that the two of them were together, Daji's karma would be on Deng's shoulders. She had to go up.
Deng Chanyu rested for two days before her body recovered to its best condition, and then began to fix the sky.
She explicitly stated that it was a unique technique that could not be watched up close, and the other witches then dispersed far away.
Then a bright hole like that, it's impossible to not see, unless she repairs the sky at night
Since it's a matter of public interest, there's no need to be so secretive about it.
Deng Chanyu carried with her forty-nine pieces of virtue to mend the heavens and one piece of chaotic mending stone soaked in the blood of the ghost cart's heart. She took a step up the mountain.
She arrived at the summit.
She looked at the distant sky.
Using the most authentic Xuanmen mind law to enter meditation, she concentrated for a moment, swaying her shoulders, and her essence left her body.
Her essence rolled up, carrying the fifty stones for mending the heavens, along with several spiritual treasures including the South Bright Separation Fire Sword, and flew towards the sky.
The higher she flew, the more intense the chaotic energy coming from the damaged sky began to pierce her body like arrows, along with faint strands of chaotic consciousness attempting to pollute her essence.
She had some premonition about this, closing her essence's eyes tightly and then quickly opening them the next moment. She transformed from a human essence to an Phoenix essence.
She brought out the instinct to absorb the earth, fire, water, and wind. The chaotic energy that penetrated into her essence was all absorbed by her, transforming into nourishment for her essence.
When she was only a third of the way from the leak, an even more torrential chaotic current poured into Pan Gu's world from the damaged area. Even her essence could not consume so much turbulence. She took out Guochechi's bones.
Guachechi was a rare species in the primordial chaos, and its cultivation had reached the peak of the Da Rou Jingxian. Its corpse had drifted in the chaotic sea for countless years, making its bones extremely hard.
Deng Chanyu simple sacrificial smelts the bones of Guachechi into a white bone umbrella. At this moment, holding the umbrella, she continued to rush up.
When she came close, she finally recognized the size of the damaged area in the sky.
Approximately seven or eight square meters in size, Pan Gu's world is extremely sturdy. According to her estimation, even after another ten thousand years, the damaged area would not exceed ten square meters.
However, such breaches tend to grow larger over time. By ten thousand or a million years, this world will definitely open up a large hole.
By that time, not only will Guachechi's corpse enter this world, but possibly even unknown chaotic demons will enter as well.
Deng Chanyu pinched a Dao sign and the South Bright Separation Fire Sword spun around her, slaying the foreign objects imbued with chaotic consciousness. The white bone umbrella continued to protect her, and she fired a piece of mending stone imbued with virtue, starting the mending of the sky.
Wu Ling, Wu Shan, Wu Hai, and other familiar witches watched below. Wu Zhan held a large bamboo fan and casually fanned the air, adopting an aura of a retired elder.
"Can she succeed?" Wu Ling asked Wu Shan.
Wu Shan, known for his liking for farming rather than fighting, said with a very serious expression, "Several tribal elders say it's hard"
Daji was also by her side. She immediately countered, "Aiyu will succeed, I believe her!"
"Big, big, big!" One piece of mending stone after another was filled along the edge of the breach. Stones the size of fists cannot mend the sky. There is no magic power available. At this moment, Deng Chanyu needs to draw out the virtue in the mending stones to replace magic power and make the stones grow a hundred times larger.
Adhesive, expanding, and simultaneously resisting the chaotic energy from outside—the wondrous effects of virtue are boundless.
The twenty-four mending stones around the outermost ring were arranged in order, and Deng Chanyu's spirit squeezed a seal. The white bone umbrella made of Guachechi's bones shattered instantly, and the bones shot out like arrows, according to the eight trigrams, piercing into the gaps between the stones.
This is done for reinforcement and to intimidate enemies outside of Pan Gu's world. Guachechi's cultivation had reached the peak of Da Rou Jingxian, which was not low. It's worth noting that Hongjun only became a saint when he arrived in the Primordial Chaos.
Without the protection of the white bone umbrella, Deng Chanyu's spirit was subject to more violent attacks from the chaotic energy. The Phoenix spirit's absorption of chaotic energy slowed down somewhat, but Fortunately, she had only completed half of her task in mending the sky, so the incoming energy was not as strong as it initially was.
"Combine!"
The twenty-four mending stones, arranged in a way that corresponds to the twenty-four weeks of the sky, closely integrated into a circle, completing the external repair.
The Phoenix spirit quickly returned to Deng Chanyu's body.
Deng Chanyu sat at the summit, turning the chaotic energy that had entered her body back into essence, expelling any too disordered qi. After a moment of refining her qi, she once again released her essence to mend the inner circle.
Twelve mending stones were filled in first, followed by eight, then four, and finally the mending stone with the most virtue and the one soaked in the blood of Guochechi's heart. These two were arranged according to the two primordial directions, ultimately making a total of fifty.
