Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1842 Deng Chanyu's Side Story (Part Two)
Watching Deng Chanyu's actions of grabbing the Great Power Seed, grabbing the inner demon, and throwing away the inner demon in one smooth motion, Nuwa made a couple of indifferent comments from the side.

"This technique is quite good; you've already mastered about 30% of my skills."

Deng Chanyu didn't believe this at all. The two fought without restraint. She might be a step behind Nuwa. After all, accumulating magic power is a slow and steady process. Nuwa was indeed a bit lazy in the later stages, but she worked very hard in the early and middle stages. At that time, Nuwa was just an enhanced version of Yunxiao.

There are two methods of cultivation for immortals in the primordial era: one is the cultivation of ordinary immortals, and the other is the cultivation method of Nuwa.

She has so much merit that she doesn't know what to do with it. After waking up, she shouts to the sky, "Give me five hundred years of magical power!" and all her merit will instantly transform into pure magical power without any side effects, even better than what she could cultivate herself.

At lower levels, the competition is about mana. In the middle stages, it becomes a contest of understanding the Great Dao. When you reach the Saint stage, you and I both control the Great Dao, and then it returns to the stage of competing in mana.

Deng Chanyu's magical power was certainly not as profound as Nuwa's, but it shouldn't be only at the level of "thirty percent".

Seeing the resentment in her eyes, Nuwa also felt it was inappropriate to belittle another sage to such an extent, and immediately tried to salvage the situation: "At most 35%!"

Deng Chanyu continued to look at her with disdain.

"Four percent?"

"Forty-five percent?"

The master and apprentice were joking around at the entrance of the mysterious passage, but they were actually listening intently. After they said several things, a faint, ancient-sounding "Holy crap!" from Rahu's clone could be heard coming from inside the passage.

Nuwa was somewhat surprised: "It actually lasted for so long? Its immortality is truly remarkable."

As saints, they all felt it was dangerous inside. Rahu was not a saint, nor even the true form, but merely an avatar that had absorbed a portion of Mahasthamaprapta's power. The fact that the avatar had lasted far longer than they had anticipated was truly remarkable.

Deng Chanyu took out a handful of melon seeds, and Nuwa, not to be outdone, also took out a handful of melon seeds. The master and disciple cracked melon seeds while each displaying their supernatural abilities to observe the many changes that occurred after Rahu's clone entered the mysterious space.

Deng Chanyu analyzed from her professional perspective: "This space seems to possess some kind of consciousness. It has sensed the intruder and is shrinking in a strange way. My control over this spatial passage is rapidly decreasing."

Nuwa also shared her discovery: "The life force of Rahu's clone is rapidly dissipating. It's strange; it's not death, but rather like a drop of water being poured into the sea, its life force being broken down and dissipating extremely quickly. If it weren't for its immortality, this guy would have died long ago. Hmm, the taste of these melon seeds is a bit familiar?"

Deng Chanyu had the same thought. She glanced at the melon seeds in Nuwa's palm, and then at the melon seeds she had brought from Mount Emei.

"These were roasted by Xiao Qingluan. She said it was her own unique technique. Teacher, where did you get these melon seeds?"

"This was stir-fried by Qingluan, which is said to be a unique technique."

The master and apprentice exchanged a glance, feeling that they had discovered a great secret about the Azure Phoenix Clan.

You survived by roasting melon seeds for the Sage, but what about the elites of the three races who died in the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation?
Nuwa picked up the melon seeds from Deng Chanyu's hand, tasted them, and nodded while commenting, "It seems that this is how the Azure Phoenix clan roasts melon seeds; they taste rather sweet."

"Teacher, let me try your melon seeds. Hmm, they haven't changed much, they're all on the sweeter side." Anyone who didn't know better would think the two sages were discussing some profound Dao, but who would have thought they were talking about roasted melon seeds.

After a short while, the master and apprentice, who had been chatting idly, suddenly stopped and looked at the other side of the mysterious passage.

Rahu's clone died, or more accurately, vanished, as if it had been erased from the lowest molecular structure by some force.

An existence that was in harmony with the Dao, and whose existence was imperishable as long as the Dao existed, simply vanished without a trace.

Deng Chanyu and Nuwa immediately abandoned their previous nonchalance.

Deng Chanyu immediately pulled Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva in front of her again and examined him carefully. Rahu's avatar had not returned to Mahasthamaprapta's primordial spirit; this time, it had completely disappeared.

Their saintly avatars left in the primordial world tried to calculate using the primordial heavenly way, but unfortunately, the primordial world was too far away from this so-called "beyond chaos," and they couldn't calculate anything.

However, some of Rahu's memories, magic, and past traces were permanently lost with the erasure of that clone.

The ancient goddesses of Mount Li and Jade Void were secretly observing Luo Hou. Little Luo Hou was terrified. His reliance in daring to challenge several saints was that he would not die. Now that this rule had been broken, Luo Hou experienced an emotion he had not felt for billions of years: fear.

He didn't know what had happened to his clone, only that some saint had attacked him, and he strongly suspected it was Deng Chanyu, because the grudge between them ran deep.
While Rahu trembled with fear, the two sages in the Chaos abandoned divination and instead used the available conditions to reason.

“That was a world devoid of any spiritual energy,” Deng Chanyu stated her judgment first.

Nuwa felt that her statement was not accurate enough: "Using 'world' as a substitute is not accurate; it is neither the beginning nor the end in terms of time, but rather chaos."

She didn't know what words to use to describe it. The characteristics of this mysterious space were very different from the traditional structure of the Primordial Taiji, Yin and Yang, and the Four Symbols. There was no logic to it; it was even more chaotic than chaos itself.

“The other side.” Deng Chanyu had considerable insight in her field of expertise: “This is not ‘beyond chaos’ but should be called ‘the other side of chaos.’ It is a vast world that exists alongside chaos, but is not connected to it.”

Nuwa looked troubled: "There are too few clues, and this Rahu clone is too incompetent. It died before it even saw what was going on. Try throwing another Rahu clone in there."

Her tone was as if she were asking Deng Chanyu to go to the field and get a melon.

Deng Chanyu didn't see anything wrong with it. What's wrong with Luo Hou sacrificing himself for the sake of the prehistoric world? One shouldn't be too selfish and always think about oneself!
"Let me look again." With a flick of her hand, she threw the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta back into the primordial world, erasing all memories of this great Bodhisattva this time.

Deng Chanyu searches for the "lucky one" among the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhism.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva developed inner demons because of prolonged emotional repression. At the same time, Maitreya, Bhaisajyaguru, and Ksitigarbha, who were disciples of saints, were all of higher spiritual level than him. It was not easy for him to find another inner demon of the same or even higher level.

(End of this chapter)