Chapter 70: Impregnated By A Sparrow
In the southward military camp, Wu Fei had a fever, and it was quite severe.
Wu Fei himself was very “clear” about the reason for his fever: it was due to exposure to wind and dew during the march, taking a cold bath, and in the process of commanding the corps in combat these past few days, issuing detailed instructions on every matter, summarizing, trying to codify the drill manual, being a bit impatient, so his body developed a minor ailment.
Wu Fei, who always prided himself on being young and strong, had always patted his chest, guaranteeing that he was absolutely not a sickly person, and more than once stubbornly declared: even if I have a fever, I will stand straight.
Now in the military camp, Wu Fei wanted to forcefully straighten his body, but the result was his vision went black, his legs went soft, and he fell straight down. Fortunately, his hands and feet could still move, so he didn’t fall flat, but sprawling on the ground was quite undignified. It made the other soldiers in the military tent greatly uneasy.
Wu Fei waved his hand, warning those around him “I’m fine,” and cautioned: “Do not leak this to the outside of the main camp.”
Of course, San Gu was exceptionally concerned today, hurriedly helping him up, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a white cloth, which made Wu Fei very embarrassed, while a trace of suspicion rose in his heart: “This woman wouldn’t have drugged me, would she?”
Of course, Wu Fei also felt shame toward his own “suspicion,” after all, San Gu was now very concerned about his condition. If he was wrongly suspicious and someone said something like “good intentions mistaken for a donkey’s liver and lungs,” wouldn’t that be awkward?
Actually, at this time, he should have a close friend. Someone he could mess around with, who he could unreservedly expose his unsavory sides to, to such a trustworthy person.
However, in the era before Xuan Chong transmigrated, there was no such thing. Before age ten, during his youth, he tried to find a close friend, but ended up being manipulated through his weaknesses and directly ratted out. From that time on, Xuan Chong began to be a “hypocrite,” never exposing any character flaws that others could criticize in front of anyone.
Of course, after transmigrating, Xuan Chong returned to that high-spirited state of his youth before age ten, because he had the system as a “good brother” with an absolutely tight-lipped mouth.
And so now, Xuan Chong asked the system in a pretentious and probing tone: “What did you update, my head hurts now.”
System: “Whether your head hurts or not has nothing to do with me, just obediently eat and sleep. Also, you are an ordinary person, getting sick is very normal. Being immune to all evils, eating poison bait and not dying, that would be abnormal.”
Xuan Chong probed several times indirectly but found no evidence that San Gu had harmed him.
If he could really confirm it from the system, Wu Fei, whose mind was smaller than a chicken’s, would definitely give San Gu a good thrashing.
After several futile attempts, Xuan Chong instead began to “cleverly” ask: “As a transmigrator, can’t I be immune to this negative status?”
System: “Would you like to consume academic credit?”
Xuan Chong pondered for a moment and thought, “Forget it, I’ll resist it.”
The System then spat out sarcastic words: “Yes, endure a bit more, and your immunity will get stronger. Rest more and drink more hot water.”
…End the confrontation with the System (not backing down verbally)…
Over here, Wu Fei said to San Gu, “I’ve caught a cold. Be careful not to get infected by me.”
San Gu smiled faintly: “I am a cultivator. Your illness’s evil cannot invade me yet. General, how about I help you refine a dose of medicine?”
Wu Fei paused, thought of something, and shook his head: “No.” — San Gu’s medicine was of course instantly curative, but! The more potent the medicine on her dao scripture, the stranger its materials.
From a series of Dao scriptures given by San Gu, there are even formulas for prolonging life, such as “Fire Date” which can increase one’s lifespan, but the spiritual object consumed is “a bit of heart fire in the spirit,” and what best matches this attribute is a child’s heart and liver!
San Gu has skin like ice and bones like jade; when dignified, she is just like Guanyin. Her faint smile is like Buddha’s light, but Wu Fei knew that this woman was even more deranged inside than Wu Qing.
Wu Fei politely declined, saying, “I don’t need the medicine. I’ll just drink more hot water.”。”
…end the military camp command work ahead of schedule…
Wu Fei drank some water and returned to his room, and soon fell asleep.
However, Wu Fei did not know that every footprint he left behind when he returned made the ground scorched black. This was due to the miscellaneous qi in his body, and even the foul substances, being burned by true fire, producing black ash. This ash leaked out from his pores, and the entire process was the washing of the meridians and marrow.
What Wu Fei was even more unaware of was that when San Gu was supporting him, scorch marks had also appeared on her icy skin and jade bones.
After Wu Fei closed the military tent by himself and fell asleep peacefully. He was completely unaware that San Gu was still staying in the tent to accompany him.
…Corrosion and annihilation…
In the reflection on the wall, San Gu’s body began to swell, her height suddenly becoming twice as tall as a person, while two wings broke free from her back, and she somehow produced a metal mask from somewhere. As for her hands, when she put on this mask, they also turned into bird-like claws, like a bird’s beak. The light also became increasingly blue, manifesting San Gu’s reflection in front of the window.
However, just as this reflection was about to pounce on the target on the bed in the blue strong light, golden light suddenly appeared, and the pouncing movement abruptly stopped. Immediately after, the wings were directly pulled open, and one by one blue feathers fell off, just like plucking feathers from a large goose after scalding it with boiling water in the market. After all the blue feathers detached, they were swiftly burned to nothing, as if because these blue feathers were too illusory, not even much ash was left behind.
Immediately after, golden light appeared from the tips of the two bare wings, that is, the wingtips. Its wings instantly turned to nothing, San Gu’s mask fell off, revealing her “I know I was wrong” expression.
However, right in front of the bed less than half a meter away, Wu Fei was snoring soundly, completely unaware of such intense phenomena beside him.——After all, he was sick, so the whole body perception physical test instrument system had fully entered update status, his body had also entered dormancy for repairs, and external perception was stopped.
San Gu was thus scorched by the golden light, restoring her original form, knelt before the bed and reached out her hand, trying to touch the edge of Wu Fei’s bed. Her fingernails tried to dig into Wu Fei’s body.
However, a mutation suddenly occurred on Wu Fei’s side as well. A layer of bright red energy barrier appeared beside Wu Fei, completely blocking her attempt to touch him, while San Gu saw a thin, bright, and holy fluff floating above Wu Fei’s brow center.
She was extremely familiar with this object; it was that Vermilion Bird Silk. When she tricked the Fire Ancestor into casting the curse, she secretly stripped out the Vermilion Bird Silk. Her plan in doing so was to try using this top-tier extraordinary item from the Southern Border to counter that outer god (system) protecting Wu Fei, so that she could take the opportunity to break free from this outer god that had imposed compulsory tasks on her and deleted her memories at the drop of a hat.
Of course, she also wanted to implant the already tampered Bi Fang origin into Wu Fei’s body at the same time, completing the “enlightenment” of Wu Fei, which was her initial conception of the “new wick”.
However, what about now? When this red fluff was steadily controlled in the center by the capsule composed of golden energy, she knew she was wrong. The power of this outer god existed far beyond her imagination.
A series of pop-up windows appeared in San Gu’s view, soon densely packed, each pop-up window displaying complex information. San Gu read the largest one: “Due to the target deviating from the mission, partial memory erasure will be performed.”
“No!” San Gu felt her memories being invaded. Those mysterious knowledge in her memories were archived and categorized, then ninety-nine percent of the parts were directly encrypted.
However, immediately following was the body. She discovered that her body began to be pierced through the seven orifices by the bindings formed from red flame power.
That red fluff had disappeared at some unknown time, but it was not implanted into Wu Fei’s skull like a wick to burn slowly. This method of placing Vermilion Bird Silk into one’s own skull was the Fire Ancestor’s method of the Li Huo Sect. And the Fire Ancestor of the Li Huo Sect continuously drew life force from the beings of the Southern Border as fuel to stabilize this fluff in his body, to enshrine this flame within his body.
And the Vermilion Bird Silk entered Wu Fei’s body, just like cotton candy melting in honey syrup. After the Vermilion Bird’s power merged in, the flames overflowing from Wu Fei’s body were jubilant, as if they were not being digested, but returning to their origin.
…Astronomical Unit Dividing Line…
6844 light-years away, on a dying red giant star that is transforming into a neutron star, an energy-state passerine creature is inhabiting this place, completing its metamorphosis. As a life form with genetic code inside the nucleus, it can freely roam various celestial bodies, but every five thousand years, it must seek high-energy stars for energy replenishment. Just like carbon-based life needs to eat carbohydrates and fats, this passerine creature also needs to find sufficient “food”.
However, for this red passerine bird, the nest it has now chosen is anything but ordinary. It braves all sorts of risks from supernova explosions to stay here because it needs to reproduce.
After the red giant star transforms into a neutron star, the “nest” will be completed, then it will condense into an innate egg, and after breaking out of the shell, it will be a new Vermilion Bird.
As a physical energy lifeform on par with deities, the Vermilion Bird’s reproduction is extremely difficult. Ninety-nine percent of its eggs will be destroyed in supernova storms, with only an extremely faint chance of fusing with organic matter. At that time, it will be carried by the Vermilion Bird to some planets with carbon-based life, undergoing soul-based growth.
After the nucleons form a stable structure, the reactions within the nucleons and the organic reactions proceed in weak synchronization.
That is, when their descendants exist as carbon-based life on planets like the Xi Ren Realm, the various carbon-based energies from their organic chemical reactions can finely control the energy code within the stable nucleons in the body, enabling controllable release of energy at the nucleon level.
This is similar to piling up a building with chips as bricks and tiles, and all the chips inside this building composed of chips can still input data and operate.
Of course, such a harsh birth also means it is basically impossible to be corroded by other powers.
It can be said that Dragon Descendants are also such lives; their ability to transform into Dragon Form is because their carbon-based biological structure contains a control chain for the energy within the nucleons.
The descendants of the Azure Dragon are numerous and distributed far more widely than the descendants of the Vermilion Bird, but for these races possessing the Azure Dragon nucleon code, their code system will gradually weaken during propagation; to achieve sufficient purity close to the ancestral bloodline, they still need to undergo high-energy celestial body tracing.
And this passerine-like embryo that uses stars as its nest will, during its organic life period, every “brief” interval—that is, every one hundred orbital cycles of the planet—undergo one round of high-energy nuclear reaction self-ignition; after self-ignition, it grows one round, and finally after nine rounds, becomes a life in which soul and nucleon energy body are completely integrated.
The Vermilion Bird flapped its wings, blocking another round of stellar radiation pressure outburst. Just like an old hen flapping its wings to protect its nest.
Suddenly it sensed something, as if it were its own illusion, hearing the chirp of a chick—and moreover, the “sound” of an organic lifeform incarnation.
It shook its head, confirmed it was not an illusion, and thus emitted powerful fluctuations, beginning to search the large planets near the supernova that had already dried up, but found nothing; then, it discovered that the “chick chirp” seemed to come from even farther away.
It became somewhat anxious, because from the “frequency band” of the sound, it seemed like thousands of years ago on a certain Human Realm seed, this stellar bird: had it been missed by itself?
However, after continuing to sense, the stellar bird seemed to face a great enemy, because it felt that near the chick it had missed, there seemed to be four bad things lurking around.
……
Outside the camp, Ang Ri was looking up and recording the starry sky when suddenly he stood up, because he discovered that the stars in the sky began to flicker violently, as if the starlight was affected by some power and awakened to twist.
He accelerated the Yao Calculation in his hand, but his expression grew increasingly astonished; then he excitedly stood up and chanted ritually: “Vermilion Bird of the South, chief of all birds, born from the crimson lair, resounding with green thunder, five colors of wondrous hues, six phenomena of divine form, come guide before me.”
However, as he finished chanting this incantation, myriad red lights like evening glow appeared in the sky above his camp.
This Master was stunned for a moment, looked at the camp, then suddenly looked up at the starry sky, and lowered his head to repeatedly confirm the “star chart indication.”
Ang Ri extremely unexpectedly concluded: The thing bitterly pursued had thus fallen right beside him, that is, in the current camp. What surprised him even more was that at the place where he sensed the Vermilion Bird origin, the aura of the Bi Fang Fire he had lost was also there.
Combining with Wu Fei’s unusual complexion in the afternoon and the red mark on his forehead like fire accumulation (inflammation), Ang Ri had an uncertain hypothesis in his mind. Then he murmured: “If this is so, the South Spiritual land shall greatly prosper, and my clan’s hidden dangers can be suddenly eliminated.”
He hurriedly rushed outside the tent, was not annoyed when stopped by the soldiers, and requested that the soldiers not report, saying he would just wait here.
Ang Ri paced outside Wu Fei’s camp and set up a simple array, beginning to guard it.
At this time, the stars in the sky grew brighter and brighter; all the shining starlights formed the Vermilion Bird celestial phenomenon in the night sky, already so obvious that the stars constituted the Vermilion Bird’s form and fire feathers, with the starlight changes vivid to the finest detail.
……
Inside the military tent, San Gu was enduring torment. She curled up at the foot of Wu Fei’s bed, while wisps of fire energy overflowing from Wu Fei’s body continuously injected into her like infusion tubes.
Yet San Gu could not make a sound in the flames; the blue flames on her body flickered like a lamp running out of oil. Compared to the invading Vermilion Bird origin at Wu Fei’s side at this moment, the blue flames’ originally controlled and altered Bi Fang Fire was now counterattacking. The shadow of Bi Fang appeared in the blue center, beginning to absorb this fire energy, transforming into an egg gestating in San Gu’s abdomen.
This Bi Fang’s wood-fire origin was becoming increasingly pure, its single-foot feature extremely prominent, without any modification from the alteration.
…Perspective pulls high, higher, out of the atmosphere, to the starry sky…
Four Evil Moons were burping after eating several Spiritual Mountains of the Xi Ren Realm, lazily looking at each other, waiting for the next meal. Of course, the Purple Evil Moon recently had a poor appetite, always vomiting after eating.
After the Purple Moon swallowed the Spiritual Mountains on the great earth, it could not convert them into an internal pleasure world; instead, it caused massive volcanic eruptions on its other half’s entity celestial body surface, possibly due to incompatibility with the environment.
Of course, the Blue Evil Moon was not faring well either; its relative symptom was “allergy.” During the switching process of its internal labyrinth, logic errors frequently caused collapses, with large swathes of the labyrinth suddenly cracking like unevenly heated glass during flow, breaking in chunks of hundreds of kilometers.
The kin of the Blue Evil Moon, who had wings and asymmetrical eyes, originally laughing happily, turned their laughter into screams of fear with these changes, as they shattered along with the spreading cracks.
At this time, if one looked up from an Evil Moon, the Vermilion Bird form in the starry sky appeared in a staring posture—this was a warning from a powerful star god.
The four Evil Moons silently shrank back, evading this round of scanning.
