Chapter 284: Myriad Heavens: A Person in Zhetian, Becoming Emperor by Refining Treasures Chapter 284 Return

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Protagonist:

Jiang Xuan

Just then, a streak of crimson light tore across the horizon and landed before Jiang Xuan.

It was the Sacrificial Spirit of Huo Guo.

Since the war over the Mountain Treasure ended, it had quietly left the Great Wilderness, and during this time its whereabouts had been a mystery.

Yet no one expected it to actually appear here at this moment.

"Little Red Bird, long time no see. What brings you here this time?", Jiang Xuan said with a smile.

Little Red Bird slowly raised its head, its bird face conflicted.

Its small head seemed to be engaged in a fierce inner struggle, its beak slightly open, yet hesitating to speak, as if there was something difficult to voice.

"Speak freely, no need for restraint." Jiang Xuan's expression was calm, a faint smile on his face.

He knew well that since Little Red Bird had come, it must have a request.

Little Red Bird took a deep breath, its chest rising and falling slightly.

After a long while, it finally mustered the courage to say: "Senior, I wish to ask you something. Regarding what you mentioned before, about me accompanying that child from Shi Cun for a while—I have thought it over repeatedly, and now, this proposal... is there still a chance to realize it?"

Its voice trembled slightly, carrying a trace of expectation and a trace of unease.

Jiang Xuan's gaze was calm as water, his expression unchanged, his tone unruffled: "You mean what? Some time has passed, I'm not quite sure what exactly you're referring to."

Jiang Xuan understood Little Red Bird's purpose in his heart; he just wanted it to speak more clearly.

Little Red Bird paused, emitting a few soft cries from its throat.

It cheered itself on, then said with determination: "It's... it's what you said before—that as long as I can accompany that child for a while, I'll have a chance to touch upon a rare opportunity."

After speaking, it lowered its head, its originally bright feathers now seeming to dim somewhat.

It felt ashamed of its previous firm refusal.

Jiang Xuan raised his brow slightly, half-smiling: "I remember your attitude was exceptionally firm back then, openly stating you were unwilling to stay and accompany that child?"

Little Red Bird's voice unconsciously lowered a few degrees, carrying a trace of barely concealed embarrassment: "Before, I was short-sighted, I..."

In truth, Little Red Bird's real reason was that after returning to Huo Guo, it discovered that Huo Ling'er practiced the Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique, and as a descendant of the Vermilion Bird, its inner heart was occupied by a strong desire, its obsession with that treasure technique growing deeper.

This was more powerful than its incomplete Vermilion Bird Technique.

Even, it suspected that even the complete Vermilion Bird Technique might not necessarily surpass the Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique.

The corners of Jiang Xuan's mouth curved slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile; in his heart he understood its true intention probably went beyond the child's pure cuteness, but he did not expose it, merely watching it quietly.

"Spirit God Sir, if I agree to this matter now, can I still get the chance to touch upon that opportunity as you said before?"

Little Red Bird raised its head again, its eyes blazing with light, full of expectation and anxiety.

Recalling the moment it returned to Huo Guo, Little Red Bird still remembered it vividly.

When it saw Huo Ling'er perform the complete Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique, the dazzling flames and powerful strength gave its inner heart a tremendous shock, followed by endless regret.

As a descendant of the Vermilion Bird, it had always longed to obtain a complete Inheritance Treasure Technique; now it had no complete Vermilion Bird Technique, but there was the Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique, which was not at all inferior to the Vermilion Bird Technique.

It was equally suitable for it.

But now, an opportunity within easy reach had been easily missed by itself. At that moment, the desire in its heart was completely ignited, that obsession with the Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique burning in its heart like a blazing fire.

Afterwards, the Fire Emperor told it everything without reservation.

As a Sacrificial Spirit of a nation, its fate was closely tied to Huo Guo, sharing weal and woe.

The Fire Emperor knew it had long-standing ties with the Human Race Spirit God, so he no longer concealed those matters concerning Jiang Xuan and that opportunity.

After learning the truth, Little Red Bird fell into a long silence.

It finally clearly realized that it had personally missed a once-in-a-lifetime good opportunity.

Once, an opportunity not inferior to the Vermilion Bird Technique had been placed before it without reservation, but because of its own arrogance and shortsightedness, it had not cherished it well, only to regret deeply after losing it.

Countless nights, it fantasized in dreams that if heaven could give it another chance, it would surely seize it without hesitation.

In fact, before making this decision, Little Red Bird's inner heart had undergone a painful and long struggle.

As a Sacrificial Spirit of a nation, it had its own pride and dignity; at first, to accompany a child to play for a treasure technique was something it found hard to accept from the bottom of its heart.

On the sacrificial altar of Huo Guo, it pondered countless days and nights; whenever it wanted to give up this thought, images of Huo Ling'er performing the Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique would emerge in its mind—that powerful strength, that mysterious art, haunting its heart like a ghost.

After failing to obtain the treasure technique from Huo Ling'er, and after going to the Hongmeng Dao Tree in the Xu Shen Jie to seek fortune with nothing gained, as time passed day by day, the defenses in its heart finally began to waver.

The Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique, for descendants of the Vermilion Bird like them, was simply of immeasurable value.

Not having had the chance to obtain it before was fine, but now that this opportunity had slipped from its hands, this obsession was almost turning into its Heart Devil, leaving it no peace day and night.

Moreover, Little Red Bird's heart was always filled with worry and unease. It clearly remembered that it had refused Jiang Xuan twice.

Now taking the initiative to come knocking, would Jiang Xuan still be willing to let bygones be bygones and offer such tempting conditions?

After all, now it was the one asking others for help; this feeling of depending on others made it feel very uncomfortable.

After countless times of hesitation and struggle, Little Red Bird finally made up its mind.

It came to Shi Cun several times, but each time it only wandered outside the village; the fear and unease in its heart kept it from daring to step through that door.

Watching the cooking smoke rise from Shi Cun, listening to the children's laughter and voices, the desire in its heart grew stronger.

Finally, this time, it mustered all its courage, broke through the shackles in its heart, stepped into Shi Cun, and directly expressed its intentions.

"To wake up and make such a choice is truly not easy; I am very gratified." Jiang Xuan nodded slightly, his gaze appreciative: "My earlier promise naturally remains valid."

Little Red Bird's future fate with that child was not shallow; to some extent, they could be considered one's own people, so giving preferential treatment was only reasonable. Little Red Bird gained benefits, and that child could also indirectly benefit—this was a win-win situation.

"I look forward to your performance." Jiang Xuan encouraged.

After hearing this, Little Red Bird's expression was complex; its eyes held both helplessness toward the future "companion-playing" task and a strong anticipation for the treasure technique.

It lightly nodded its head, promising Jiang Xuan.

In the Huang Yu, Shi Cun was nothing more than a tiny speck of dust.

A little red bird descended upon the top of the giant tree at the village entrance.

From then on, a unique "watchman bird" took up residence here.

Previously, Jiang Xuan had launched compulsory cultivation education in Shi Cun, and the men, women, old, and young of Shi Cun had gained a preliminary understanding of cultivation.

At this moment, their gazes were doubtful; this bird did not look like a creature of the pond.

It was a divine sparrow possessing the level of a Venerable!

Where exactly did this extraordinary divine sparrow come from?

What unknown past did it have?

Curiosity and speculation were stirred in the hearts of everyone in Shi Cun; after tea and meals, the villagers' topics of conversation all revolved around this mysterious little red bird.

The newly arrived little red bird was surrounded by loneliness and resentment all over its body.

Recalling the past, it had once been a revered sacrificial spirit, residing in an extremely luxurious bird palace.

That bird palace was forged from fine jade and exquisite gold silk; every day, attendants selected the finest food to offer to it, and the people of the entire nation bowed down and worshipped it.

It only needed to lightly flap its wings to make the subjects cheer and leap with joy.

Now, having fallen from a high and lofty sacrificial spirit, it had become a village bird that no one asked about.

This huge gap in identity filled its inner heart with confusion.

In the early days, it was like a lone beast, curled up in a corner of the village, its feathers having lost their former luster, and it was resistant to everything around it.

It often stared blankly at the sky, recalling its former glory.

However, the simplicity and enthusiasm of Shi Cun, like surging and unstoppable waves, bit by bit dispersed the ice in the little red bird's heart.

The children in the village gathered around the little red bird like a tide.

They approached carefully, their tender faces filled with excitement and expectation.

They held out the delicacies they had scavenged from home with their dirty little hands before the little red bird.

Those greetings were like the warmest sunlight in winter, shining into the bottom of the little red bird's heart.

This was something he had never encountered in Huo Guo.

Slowly, the little red bird was completely conquered by kindness.

It no longer resisted and began to try to integrate into this new environment.

It spread its wings and soared in the sky of Shi Cun, its crisp and pleasant birdsong intertwining with the villagers' laughter and voices.

It finally completely integrated into this land full of warmth.

In Jiang Xuan's view, the little red bird was simply a born worker.

He waved his hand and entrusted it with the important task of enlightening the children in cultivation.

Upon hearing that Boy was temporarily not in the village, the little red bird's originally tense heartstrings instantly relaxed, a huge stone in its heart crashed down with a boom, and it gladly agreed to this arrangement.

Getting along with innocent children and imparting cultivation knowledge to them, he also gained something.

During the days of teaching in Shi Cun, the little red bird was shocked.

Shi Cun was simply a treasure trove.

When the little red bird first stepped inside, an ancient and powerful aura rushed toward it, making it unable to help but feel awe.

The strongest treasure arts stored inside, if any single one were taken out, would be enough to stir up shocking waves in the entire cultivation world and trigger a bloodbath!

Zhong Yuan Baoshu, nothing can break it, ten thousand laws are unassailable. Green Lotus Treasure Color Art, calming the mind and quieting the breath, all evils retreat. Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique. Chaos Yin-Yang, inverting the Five Elements. Suose Yunjie Shu, strange phenomena abound, heaven and earth are all bright. Xuan Yuan Water Control Banner, controlling all waters under heaven, moving mountains and rivers.

"Lifting Earth Flame Radiance Technique is just one of the Five Direction Treasure Arts, and it is already this powerful..." the little red bird muttered to itself, completely shocked.

This was merely the tip of the iceberg among the many treasure arts in the Scripture Pavilion; vast numbers of treasure arts were densely arranged on the bookshelves, each possessing the power to overturn Qian Kun.

Once these treasure arts were comprehended and mastered by cultivators, their power was enough to change heaven and earth.

Even in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, where strong cultivators are as numerous as clouds and cultivation resources gather, seeing these treasure arts would make them turn red with envy.

The powerful Huo Guo, before these supreme treasure arts, simply could not be compared with them.

"Like a frog in a well viewing the moon in the sky..."

Jiang Xuan adopted a completely open attitude toward the little red bird contacting these treasure arts.

He used great divine powers to convert the imprints of countless magic treasures in the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror into cultivation treasure arts; in his eyes, these treasure arts were nothing more than ordinary things.

The little red bird would be a comrade-in-arms fighting side by side with the people of Shi Cun and sharing life and death in the future; there was no need to hide these cultivation secret manuals from it.

Actually, Jiang Xuan hoped to open a door to the path of the strong for the people of Shi Cun, giving them top-tier cultivation resources and helping them improve their strength.

Unfortunately, the talent of the people of Shi Cun at present generally did not reach the requirements for cultivating those high-grade treasures and arts.

It is well known that the more powerful the arts and treasure arts are, the higher the requirements for people; if one's aptitude does not reach a certain level, cultivating them will bring harm instead of benefit.

Those treasures regarded as precious by the world and fought over at any cost were piled up like mountains in Jiang Xuan's treasure trove.

He quietly waited for the timing of the villagers' talent to improve.

That day might not come soon, but he was willing to wait.

The little red bird taught the children in Shi Cun with all its heart and effort.

It imparted cultivation knowledge to the children in its own unique way, and the children were filled with awe and love for this special teacher.

Under the little red bird's teaching, the children's cultivation progress advanced by leaps and bounds; they gradually mastered some basic cultivation techniques, and their strength continued to improve.

Days passed one by one; Shi Cun seemed calm, but beneath the calm surface, a vigorous developing power was hidden.

Jiang Xuan and the little red bird were both striving for the future of Shi Cun.

And that day might no longer be far away.

"Giddy up! Watch me ride like the wind and electricity!"

Outside Shi Cun, Boy's excited shouts suddenly erupted.

The childish voice, full of vigorous vitality, instantly broke the village's quiet atmosphere.

"Clang clang!"

A strange sound immediately followed, clearly not ordinary movement at first listen, obviously made deliberately by Boy.

Everyone turned to look, only to see Boy lying inside a large earthenware jar glowing with colorful light, the jar's mouth still spraying blood-colored beast milk.

"Slurp!" Boy drank it all in one gulp, hurriedly looked around, saw no one had seen, and Fang Xin.

The little fellow was so excited his cheeks turned red, shouting at the top of his lungs: "I've returned in triumph!"

Meanwhile, his mouth kept shouting "clang clang," giving the originally silent earthenware jar beneath him a unique "marching music," looking both comical and adorable.

Jiang Xuan saw this scene from afar, shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled upward.

He had put together a set of BGM for himself.

Passing by the Willow God, he raised his head and shouted: "Three hundred thousand li ended, I'm back!"

The Willow God gently swayed its branches, responding to him.

As soon as he stepped into the village, Boy nimbly jumped out of the earthenware jar.

Miraculously, that seemingly ordinary large earthenware jar instantly shrank to the size of a palm.

Xiao Hong's gaze narrowed: "This earthenware jar exceeds Zhuren Shenbing..."

Next, Boy walked on his short little legs, like a bouncy little ball, "whoosh" jumping into Jiang Xuan's arms, chest puffed high, face full of pride, loudly saying: "Master, I've succeeded!"

Jiang Xuan rubbed Boy's head, smiling and teasing: "Yes, very milky, not like local beast milk!"

Boy "hehe" laughed twice, twisting and turning happily in Jiang Xuan's arms, exactly like a little rabbit frolicking.

At this time, Shi Yunfeng and the village elders gathered around.

Their faces full of excitement, eyes full of relief, the worry they had carried for Boy going out these days finally settled at this moment.

Unlike Jiang Xuan, they had been anxious all these days.

Boy had sharp eyes, immediately spotting Shi Yunfeng, like an agile little monkey, jumping from Jiang Xuan's arms into Shi Yunfeng's arms, excitedly shouting: "Shizu Ye, I succeeded!"

Shi Yunfeng's eyes turned slightly red, his rough big hand gently patting Boy's back, so excited his voice trembled: "Good child, Grandpa knows!" (Chapter End)