Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1826 I am Xue Baochai!
Little Qingluan looked at Daji pitifully, rubbing her belly as she said, "Your Majesty, I'm hungry."

Heaven have mercy, Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao had a big drinking session, and she, as a "shared prop," only served the two of them, without eating a single grain of rice herself.

The two big shots had a good time drinking and then went out to have more fun. She was left behind to clean up the mess, but before she could finish, Daji dragged her out to be her mount.

Without stopping, they flew a full 5.8 million miles. In the clouds, there was no need to fly such a distance. Deng Chanyu, for example, could go wherever she wanted using the Path of Space. A mount? A mount would only affect her speed.

Maintaining high-speed flight is tiring, especially when you're carrying someone.

Daji scratched her head. Had she known this would happen, should she have ridden the Iron-Eating Beast here? Imagining herself charging into battle on the Iron-Eating Beast, she shook her head violently.

No, absolutely not!
Her past as a mount with the Iron-Eating Beast was too horrifying, and she simply lacked the courage to do so. The Little Blue Phoenix was the best choice out of desperation.

As the wife of Master Yuqing, she certainly doesn't lack equipment like a spatial bag.

She searched for a while.

"Here, have some candied fruit."

"There are two more gummy candies here."

"Look what this is! Your favorite candied hawthorn!"

With constant feeding, the little blue phoenix finally regained some of its strength.

If they encounter danger, Daji, who is constantly fighting, may not have enough stamina to escape, so a mount is essential.

The two arrived at a cemetery. According to the primordial deities who had set the traps, this was the resting place of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and the great god Pangu was buried deep within the cemetery, which was filled with countless treasures.

Of course, all of this was nonsense. Later, Lady Pingxin killed them all. To prevent these people who spouted nonsense, insulted their own brothers, and blasphemed the Father God from being reincarnated, Lady Pingxin used her great magic to dismember them into eight pieces while they were still alive. She then buried and sealed them in various places in the cemetery. They were so close yet so far, their bodies could not reunite. In the end, their physical bodies collapsed and their primordial spirits shattered, leaving them no chance to be reincarnated.

The primordial deities still have some roots. Even if they die and their existence is extinguished, traces of their existence will remain in the primordial world for a long time. Some evil spirits born from the fragments of corpses follow their instincts and patrol around. Whenever a living being approaches, many evil spirits will swarm up and devour the flesh and blood of the living person completely.

At this time, one can see protrusions on the ground from time to time in the cemetery; these are all places where the remains of those innate deities are buried.

Daji was very careful, turning left and right to avoid all the corpse pieces, not giving the evil spirits a chance to entangle her.

Her goal was clear: to reach the deepest part of the cemetery.

Since the goal is to set a trap and ensnare people, there must be bait. The bait for those innate deities is the two drops of essence blood of Gou Mang, the ancestral witch of wood.

When Lady Pingxin killed those innate beings, Jumang had already perished in the war between the Lich King and the Demon King. His two drops of blood essence were of no value. At that time, she had a premonition that they would be useful in the future, so she left them behind.

Now, Daji is on her master's orders to take away these two drops of ancestral witch's blood essence.

Daji had already absorbed the ancestral witch essence blood of Houtu, so she could no longer absorb Houtu's essence blood or Houtu's essence blood of the same origin. The ancestral witch of wood was different; Jumang's essence blood was extremely inclusive and not so violent. She could use the witch clan's techniques to gradually transform the energy in the essence blood. She could absorb a little today and a little more tomorrow, which could gradually improve her aptitude and reduce the difficulty for Daji to become a Great Luo Golden Immortal by half.

This is the limit; external help becomes increasingly scarce at this stage. At this moment, Daji combed her hair into a single ponytail, tightened her cuffs, drew a Sunset Arrow, nocked it on the bow, and walked ahead alone.

Xiao Qingluan originally used a sword, but her swordsmanship was completely rudimentary. After arriving at Mount Emei, she was ridiculed by Deng Chanyu several times. Yunxiao later felt that she had lost face, so she told her never to say that she learned swordsmanship on the Three Immortal Islands.

Little Qingluan was very angry. "You all despise me, so I won't use a sword anymore!"
At this moment, the little girl was holding a shovel tightly in her hand, following Deng Chanyu around to clear ash and repair roads, earning a lot of merit.

The shovel now faintly glows with a golden light; it's a shovel imbued with the power of merit. To use an imperfect analogy, using this shovel in combat would mean every attack could be a critical hit.
The two walked into the cemetery, one after the other.

Little Qingluan possessed considerable merit, which she had never used. Ordinary ghosts would spontaneously combust if they approached her, and many evil spirits deliberately avoided her, all looking at Daji with hatred in their eyes.

The magical characteristics of Daji were too obvious. The Sunset Bow and the Kuafu Staff were also obvious. Many evil spirits believed that she was the great witch of the Houtu tribe.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

"What are you looking at? A bunch of wandering ghosts! As long as I don't touch your bodies, you can't form a causal connection with me, you can't touch me! Get out! Get far away!" Daji is the Emperor of Fengdu, and even the most malevolent ghosts are still ghosts. It's just that she doesn't have time right now and doesn't want to cause any trouble, otherwise she would have scattered all these ghosts.

"May I ask your honorable name?" A voice asked from the wind.

Daji raised her chin: "I am Xue Baochai, and I will never change my name or surname!"

"Pfft! Cough cough!" Little Qingluan almost choked to death on her own saliva. Having lived on Mount Emei for over a thousand years, she had heard the stories of Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai. In such a solemn occasion, Daji actually pulled such a stunt. Unexpected, truly unexpected.

She still looks like Su San, but she's been influenced by her surroundings and has long since become like Deng Er.

She was very worried about her mistress, Yunxiao. "Your Majesty, you must hold the line and never let things turn out like this."

Upon hearing the name "Xue Baochai," the group of evil spirits let out a sharp laugh, like fingernails scratching glass. As expected, the great shaman of the Houtu tribe remained as honest as ever.

Today I'll teach you a lesson: honest people can't survive in this world.

Among the many evil spirits, a creature over three zhang tall with incredibly solid ghostly energy emerged. It cast its spell directly from mid-air. No contact? So what? It was going to forcibly curse "Xue Baochai" to death.

A strange green light flew out from the demon's palm, heading straight for Daji. But just as it was about to make contact, the green light suddenly flew into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The target of the curse disappeared, and the leading evil spirit suffered a huge backlash, letting out a wail before turning into ashes on the spot.

Xue Baochai, beaming with pride, called out loudly, "Ying'er, let's go!"

Is this talking about me? The little blue phoenix's mind raced for a moment. Yes, it's talking about me. After all, I'm still a bird! Can't I be Lin Daiyu?

"Miss, I'm here!" She took short strides, waving her merit shovel, and followed closely behind Daji.

(End of this chapter)