Capítulo 1311: Chapter 1309: Suiren
With the commotion in the Lingxiao Hall, the wrongful death of the Dragon King of Jing River became known to nearly all the immortals. Therefore, it should no longer be difficult to resurrect him.
Although due to the matter of the transaction, the Jade Emperor won’t do anything for the resurrection of the Dragon King of Jing River, he also won’t take action to stop it.
“Master, there is still one major problem with resurrecting my uncle…”
On the surface, although it seems like resurrecting his uncle wouldn’t be a problem now, after some thought, the Little White Dragon Aolie spoke up.
“I understand what you mean. You refer to the damage to the body, right?” Hearing the words of the Little White Dragon Aolie, Jiang Liu nodded slightly.
The Soul-Returning Pill requires not only the body and soul to work, but also demands that the body remains undamaged. Jiang Liu knew this well.
That’s exactly why, in the original tale, although the King of Black Chicken Country had been dead for many years, the Dragon King kept his body intact at the bottom of the well, allowing a Soul-Returning Pill to easily bring him back to life.
“Yes, Master, do you have any means to solve this issue?” Nodding, the Little White Dragon Aolie asked.
“This problem, I will naturally solve it, rest assured…” Hearing the inquiry from the Little White Dragon Aolie, Jiang Liu responded.
The death caused by a destroyed body makes resurrection indeed a difficult matter, Jiang Liu understood.
Back in the days of the Deification War, Nezha’s death involved returning bone to his father and flesh to his mother. Because the body was destroyed, resurrection became challenging, so Taiyi True Man used the method of Lotus Incarnation to bring Nezha back to life.
“However, at that time Taiyi True Man was only at the initial Great Luo Realm, unlike me. What he couldn’t achieve doesn’t mean I can’t!”
Even though reviving Nezha’s body back then wasn’t easy, Jiang Liu was quite confident in himself.
After comforting the Little White Dragon with a word, Jiang Liu immediately opened his friend list and sent a message to Ksitigarbha, inquiring about how to fully restore the body of the Dragon King of Jing River to enable resurrection.
“Actually, reviving a flesh body, it’s both difficult and not that difficult…”
Soon enough, a message from Ksitigarbha arrived. Indeed, there was no intention to keep it a secret. Ksitigarbha followed up by explaining the so-called solution to Jiang Liu in detail.
And upon seeing the long string of information from Ksitigarbha, Jiang Liu gained a clearer understanding of how to restore the body of the Dragon King of Jing River.
Firstly, there is the Saint, Goddess Nvwa.
Back then, holding the Breath Soil, Goddess Nvwa could mold earth to create humans. She was so adept at creating life that merely restoring a damaged flesh body wouldn’t pose any challenge.
Jiang Liu nodded silently at this method, understanding that if the Saint, Goddess Nvwa, truly decided to help, there would be no problem at all.
However, there was no relation between him and Goddess Nvwa. Would she help him without any reason?
In his heart, Jiang Liu had no confidence at all.
Secondly, there’s another method involving Ancestor Minghe in the Netherworld Blood Sea at the deepest part of the Underworld.
He could create the Asura Clan, and in terms of the ability to create life, he was second to none. If he personally took action, it would naturally be no issue.
However, regarding this possibility, Jiang Liu remained cautious.
Although on the surface, he and Ancestor Minghe seemed to have a decent relationship, Ancestor Minghe, and the entire Netherworld Sect, kept a respectful distance from him. It was even challenging for him to have a meeting with the Ancestor now.
Additionally, most importantly, no one in the world seemed to have ever seen the true form of Ancestor Minghe.
Lastly, there’s another solution, which is to find the oldest individual of the Human Clan.
As part of the first batch created by Goddess Nvwa, their flesh bodies contain the life force of Breath Soil.
If some of the flesh and blood of the oldest individual of the Human Clan could be obtained, it wouldn’t be a problem to repair the damaged flesh body.
Seeing the three possibilities, Jiang Liu directly ruled out the first one.
Nezha’s original form was a Spiritual Pearl Boy beside Goddess Nvwa, and he didn’t seem to have received help from her when he died, let alone for himself.
Secondly, as for Ancestor Minghe, Jiang Liu temporarily set that aside.
Since Ancestor Minghe was not very welcoming, why seek discomfort for oneself and make both parties uneasy?
The oldest being in the Human Clan? After pondering for a moment, Jiang Liu quickly had a target in mind.
Within the Flame Cloud Sage Cave, where the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors resided, Suiren’s identity was the most long-standing and ancient.
If some of his blood could be obtained, it might repair the damaged body of the Dragon King of Jing River.
After considering from various angles, Jiang Liu decided to first try the Flame Cloud Sage Cave.
If the Sage Cave doesn’t work, then head to the Netherworld Blood Sea!
“Wukong, concerning the restoration of the Dragon King of Jing River’s body, I need to make a trip to the Flame Cloud Sage Cave. You all wait here for my return!” After pondering for a moment, Jiang Liu made a decision in his heart and spoke to Sun Wukong and the others.
“Alright, Master, I, Old Sun, understand!” Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong and the others all nodded and said.
The master is not visiting the Flame Cloud Sage Cave for the first time. Since he belongs to the Human Clan, he always goes alone, and Sun Wukong and the others are used to it, naturally not saying much more.
After greeting Sun Wukong and the others, Jiang Liu moved swiftly, soon leaving the Journey to the West team, and flew towards the Flame Cloud Sage Cave.
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On the other side, inside the Flame Cloud Sage Cave, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had eight computers set up, and several of them were gaming fiercely.
Except for Fuxi who always calculates his chances before logging in to ensure his win rate, the others relied purely on their skills in the competition, inevitably winning or losing.
Because, as Fuxi once said, playing well doesn’t compare to good matchmaking.
Lately, Suiren’s luck hasn’t been great. Compared to others who like playing output roles, Suiren prefers support characters.
As the oldest of the Human Clan, the thought of selflessness seems deeply etched in his soul.
But recently, Suiren has lost nine matches in a row, leaving him in a foul mood.
Sometimes, it’s not that his support wasn’t strong enough; it’s simply that the ADC he’s paired with in the bottom lane was too much of a letdown.
Having lost nine matches, Suiren now has a personal understanding of Fuxi’s previous streak of thirteen losses.
After a wave of team fights, their side was once again completely wiped out.
Ultimately, the game ended, and a large blood-red symbol appeared before Suiren, with two big words written on it: Failure!
“Ugh, lost again…” Looking at the game’s “Failure” message, Suiren was so annoyed he almost pulled his own beard out.
Not in a hurry to start another game, Suiren turned his gaze to Fuxi’s computer beside him, secretly wondering if he should ask Fuxi to help him calculate his chances before deciding to start a game.
Fuxi’s computer showed him controlling a jungler character, fiercely attacking the wild monsters.
A series of operations, clearing the jungle impressively fast, as junglers do during the late-stage of the game.
But at this time, Suiren noticed on the mini-map of the computer that a team fight had erupted.
Fuxi seemed completely oblivious, continuing to clear his wild monsters.
Then, suddenly, a figure flashed over the wall in front of Fuxi, trying to escape. Coincidentally, they appeared right where Fuxi’s skill trajectory was aimed.
A head collected into his bag, leaving Fuxi himself dumbfounded.
Soon, their team gathered to push the tower, and before Fuxi reached the high ground, the enemy’s base had been dismantled.
In the recent team fight, their side actually won four against five.
“Uh? Won? Just won like this? It’s really too easy! Such blandness…” Though the game was won, Fuxi still appeared completely uninterested, shaking his head and sighing.
Yes, most wins are just riding the wave, which offers no real gaming experience!
Beside him, Suiren watched the game conclude, initially ready to ask Fuxi for some calculations, when he suddenly heard Fuxi’s lamenting words, causing his face to darken somewhat.
At the same time, he secretly grumbled that Fuxi was utterly shameless.
Of course, he wouldn’t voice his complaint, as he still had to rely on him.
Just as Suiren was about to speak, a voice rang out from outside the Flame Cloud Sage Cave.
“Jiang Liu, descendant of the Human Clan, seeks an audience with Ancestor Suiren!”
“Eh? He’s here for me today?” Hearing Jiang Liu’s voice from outside, Suiren was slightly stunned.
Meanwhile, even Fuxi beside him was secretly surprised. Wasn’t Jiang Liu always here to see me the last two times? Why is he looking for Suiren this time?
“Jiang Liu, is it? Please come in!”
Considering Jiang Liu created the game, and forged the computers, perhaps he possessed some knack for the gaming strategies, Suiren had no reason to refuse to see him, thus he shouted.
With Suiren’s voice echoing, Jiang Liu naturally stepped into the Flame Cloud Sage Cave.
But after entering, Jiang Liu’s face was somewhat dark.
Computers set up, everyone glued to the screens, all showing symptoms of severe internet addiction.
Other than Fuxi, the others appeared for the first time, unexpectedly meeting under such circumstances…
(PS: After 12 o’clock, it’s going to explode, are you prepared with your Starting Coins? Hehehe…)