Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 935: Going Down the Mountain and Meeting the Saint

"You...you don't keep your word!" Elder Qiulong was so angry that he wanted to explode on the spot.

They promised benefits and negotiated conditions, and after enduring several rounds of blackmail, Deng Chanyu had already agreed enthusiastically. Who would have thought that she would change the subject and go back to her old way of paying homage to the saint at the Wa Palace.

Just show us the way and give us an introduction. How hard can it be? Do we have to pay such a high price?

Elder Qiulong almost sprained his waist, but at this moment, he could only endure it.

From his heart, he hoped that the young and energetic Deng Chanyu would take all the responsibility on himself and not involve the saint.

Deng Chanyu now lives in the house of the Three Pure Ones. She can go back to Nuwa to chat when she has nothing to do. She salutes when she sees Taoist Grandpa and scolds Luohou when she sees him. That’s because the circle she comes into contact with is of a very high level.

Elder Qiulong and other "old antiques" who had long left the center of the prehistoric world did not have the confidence to do so. They could not bear even a dissatisfied look from the saint, let alone the wrath of thunder. Unless it was absolutely necessary, they did not want to contact the saint at all.

Put all the responsibility on Deng Chanyu. No matter whether the final result is good or bad, there will be someone to take responsibility for what happens next.

Now he took a deep breath. Not only did he get the benefits, but he also asked the dragon clan to face the saint.

Having given so many benefits to his disciples, shouldn't the Saint at least show some appreciation, even if he doesn't need them? If you don't show some appreciation, how will the Saint know what you mean?

Haotian and Deng Chanyu are both money-hungry people. Even though the Dragon Clan is wealthy, they can't afford it now.

Jiang Ziya didn't have as many concerns as him. Since he didn't have to pay for it himself, he was not worried at all. He didn't have much confidence in Deng Chanyu's craftsmanship, but when he heard that he could go to see the Saint Nuwa, he immediately agreed.

"Please, fellow Taoist, introduce the Saint Goddess to us."

Deng Chanyu nodded: "Of course."

She reached out to take the piece of Phoenix Staff in Elder Qiulong's hand, but he subconsciously held it tightly. She frowned slightly and exerted more force. Elder Qiulong hesitated for a moment, but chose to let go.

The Phoenix Staff was completely useless to the dragon clan. This top-grade innate spiritual treasure was extremely resistant to them. It was too short to be used as firewood. If it had not been enshrined in the Ancestral Dragon Temple as an important trophy, it would have been thrown away long ago.

Deng Chanyu was not worried that the Dragon Clan would go back on their word. If they didn't pay back the money they owed, the Phoenix Clan would have a legitimate reason to take action.

She waved her hand and said, "Fellow Daoists, please follow me to the Wahuang Palace to meet the teacher."

She nodded slightly to the White Crane Boy, and the White Crane released the protective formation of the Yuxu Palace. Deng Chanyu took Jiang Ziya and Elder Qiulong out of the Yuxu Palace at the pace of a stroll, and then went down the mountain step by step. Don't ask, it's just respect for Yuanshi Tianzun.

Elder Qiulong was anxious, but Jiang Ziya advised him not to rush. Should he ride a cloud directly to Yuxu Palace? That would be too presumptuous. Even a son like Guangchengzi wouldn't dare do that. It would be reasonable, legal, and compliant for him to walk to the bottom of the mountain and then go to the Wahuang Palace to pay his respects to the Saint.

Elder Qiulong had no choice but to walk down the stairs one by one.

Take the steps in Kunlun Mountain. He didn’t notice it when he was climbing up the mountain, but now when he was going down the mountain, he noticed something wrong.

In order to show their might and dominance, the real dragons and divine dragons of the dragon clan are all portrayed as tall and mighty humans in public, two or three meters tall, with broad shoulders and strong waists.

When going up the mountain, he took steps with his long legs at a very fast speed.

When it came time to descend the mountain, the steps seemed a bit short. Even a 2.5-meter-tall Elder like Qiulong couldn't take steps. He went down one step at a time? His legs would be squeezing together, making him look rather effeminate. He went down two steps at a time? His steps were too long, and he'd feel a bit awkward. Besides Elder Qiulong's awkward descent, the Wa Palace was in turmoil.

Deng Chanyu was helping to delay time, and Nuwa quickly ordered Qingluan and the others to clean up the main hall.

When the Chaos Bell was repaired for the first time, many refining materials were piled together randomly. In order to test the power of the Chaos Bell, more than a hundred magic weapons were destroyed. At this time, gray flames, scattered sand, and broken wood were everywhere.

Deng Chanyu had been beaten up by the ancestor witch Dijiang before. The handkerchief she used to wipe the blood, the shoes she dropped when she ran too fast, and the severed hair were scattered everywhere.

She didn’t notice it at first, but when Nuwa looked at it now, she saw that it was indeed a mess.

Since it's a mess, clean it up quickly.

Qingluan, the two maids, and the nine Golden Crow spirits were all accused of being in a mess.

Nuwa sat on the cloud bed and gave orders.

"The corners are all cleaned."

"Why is there a half-length sleeve under the bed? How did Ah Yu get into such a mess?"

"Xiaowu, be careful when you use the fire to burn the garbage, don't burn my curtains."

After spending so much time together, it became difficult for Nuwa to maintain that aloof image in front of her disciples. They were too familiar with each other, and she was always so reserved that she would inevitably slip up. Once, twice, three, four times, the negative image accumulated, and her originally thick filter was almost shattered.
Deng Chanyu is about to lose her tricks, but Yunxiao can still hold on for a long time.

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao have been in the Nuwa Palace for most of the day. Qingluan has been using Nuwa's retreat as an excuse to let them wait outside the palace.

Now that Deng Chanyu has brought Jiang Ziya and Elder Qiulong here, the principle of first come first served should still be reflected. Nuwa still cares about the feelings of her fans.

After everything was packed up, Yunxiao, the first Nuwa in the prehistoric times, came to meet the saint with her sister Qiongxiao at a rapid pace, as if she was meeting an idol.

Yunxiao was filled with excitement, her voice two octaves higher than usual. She explained her purpose in detail, and Nuwa listened silently.

Yunxiao was limited by the times and was ultimately not as good at speaking as Deng Mouyu. He kept repeating the same two sentences, either "protecting billions of people in the world" or "benefiting the world and having immeasurable merits." Nuwa got tired of hearing these words after she became a saint.

There is no such thing as equality among all beings in the ancient times. Immortals never think that they are of the same species as mortals, let alone saints.

What saints seek is the great way, the true freedom.

Deng Chanyu had so many new ways of flattering, such as "The teacher leads us to the ocean of the world of great harmony, and the teacher teaches us to form an unprecedented force" or "A round moon rises into the sky in an instant, driving away the stars and the waning moon." There was something new every time. Some of the flattery was so excessive that Nuwa herself said she "couldn't stand it."

Even though she couldn't stand it, she still loved listening to it and always enjoyed it.

After experiencing the apprentice's bombardment of flattery, Yunxiao's current orthodox rhetoric of the prehistoric world seemed unoriginal. She seemed to be listening, but her mind was actually elsewhere.

(End of this chapter)