National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

She suddenly understood why Yu Wenjin always said, "The people's hearts are the best seal."

When the rhinoceros wolf carved fox paw prints under the ice of the Far North, and when the Azure Dragon cried tears of joy while repairing the Sky-Making Stone, these bonds with warmth have become the most tenacious support when the spiritual veins are restored.

"Have the little girl collect some Spirit Butterflies from the East Wasteland Palace and give them to Silang," Bai Ling's expression remained gentle. "Just so you know... there should be glowing signposts on the far north ice fields."

Bai Qin nodded and left the hall, only to hear Bai Xin muttering to a fluttering Spiritual Butterfly, "I wonder if Brother Qin's heart tattoo still hurts. How about I ask Spiritual Butterfly to sing a soothing song for him?"

The sunlight from the Ninth Heaven shines through Merlin, blending the girl's concern and the boy's thoughts into Qingqiu's spiritual veins.

When the Silang drove the last spiritual stake into the Arctic ice, when the Azure Dragon flew towards the western node with the remaining pillars that had finally been repaired, when Shen Jiaan placed the Suzaku Lihuo in the Wutong Forest, the Qilin and the White Tiger carried the spiritual power of thousands of divine beasts and sprinkled it on the earth of the Ninth Heaven.

Bai Ling suddenly felt a wave of spiritual power coming from all directions. Even every spiritual vein in the Eastern Wasteland was flashing with the glimmer of the bond between divine beasts and mortals. It was a guide to return to one's place that was even more powerful than the return of the godhood.

The sound transmission token on her waist suddenly rang, and Yu Wenjin's voice came from it, "Qinglong has finally agreed to take up his post, but he said he wants to return the Heaven-Repairing Stone to Nuwa's descendants first, and then go to Qingqiu to ask for a cup of Lingmei wine, saying that he wants to drink it with Bai Xin's candied haws."

She suddenly laughed out loud. When the divine beasts and gods began to crave the mundane life of the human world, the revived spiritual veins of the Nine Heavens finally felt truly warm.

..............

The Nine Heavens area.

Wutong forest.

When Qilin walked out on the green grass in the mountains, he transformed into a young boy. When he placed the concentration stone left to him by Qi Mo on the groove in front of the stone gate, the red flame of the Suzaku throne appeared in response.

"Including me, all the four divine beasts have returned." Qi Ling, who had just fallen asleep in the depths of the Wutong Forest, was awakened by this sudden voice. When he appeared in front of Qilin with a head of alopecia, he said with a hint of resentment, "Can you be quieter?"

Shen Jiaan's laughter echoed from the depths of Suzaku Palace. In his hands, he held half a tortoise shell, which was covered in water ripples. The edge still carried the chill of Arctic ice. "Go on!"

After walking out, his eyes locked on Qi Ling, his smile still bright, "Here, this is for you. Xuanwu said, remember to ask Zhan Qing to add three drops of mermaid tears from Linglan Sea when forging it. This way it can withstand Xuyuan's turbulent flow."

"Huh?" Qi Ling stared at the tortoise shell in his hand with shining eyes. When she gently tapped the shell, she could hear the distant sound of waves. "When I left the North Pole at noon, he still said 'no' in a fierce voice. How did you do that?"

"It's very simple—" Shen Jia'an snapped his fingers, and the Suzaku throne behind him suddenly emitted mischievous sparks. "I told him that if he doesn't give me the tortoise shell, Qinglong and I will turn his hibernation nest into an ice rink and a flaming mountain."

The three of them smiled at each other, and the rustling of the parasol leaves seemed to be responding to this long-awaited reunion.

"Oh right, there's something to be gained in the Gray Realm." When Shen Jia'an spread out his hands, countless golden fragments floated in his palms, each one engraved with faint immortal patterns. "A few days ago, Ji Lingguang and I sneaked into the Wuhui Abyss in the Gray Realm and retrieved all the fragments of the immortal souls that the false god had sealed away."

Before he finished speaking, brisk footsteps were heard among the trees, and Ji Lingguang's voice reached the ears of several people first.

"Good news—" He appeared, carrying half of the charred chain of the Wuhui Abyss, his hair still stained with the stardust unique to the Gray Realm. "This morning, Xiaoguang and I teamed up to tear the seal of the Wuhui Abyss apart. Now there's only a bubbling quagmire left!"

He shook the chain and suddenly caught a glimpse of the fragments in Shen Jiaan's hand. His eyes lit up, "Fortunately, fortunately you didn't give these residual souls to Sister Mo Hui, otherwise Taotie might have pestered her for these fragments."

Although Shen Jia'an had only been in Jiuchongtian for a short time, he had learned about Jiuchongtian and Ji Lingguang's situation in the Gray Realm a few days ago. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Where's Xiaoguang? Didn't he come with you?"

"Taotie took it away!" Ji Lingguang sat on the steps of the throne with a smile, and Suzakuhuo automatically avoided his clothes. "That foodie said there was some residual mucus in the ruins of Wuhuiyuan, and he wanted to make a puppet bottle for Sister Mo Hui that can swallow the false god spell."

Qilin and Qi Ling subconsciously exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a chuckle! That foodie... even the anti-slime wasn't spared? Huh...

"—But before they left, they asked me to bring a message," Ji Lingguang said, suddenly becoming serious. "Deep in the Gray Realm, from the crack that was originally blocked by the Netherworld, black mud is still seeping out. It might be related to the Cthulhu larva in Xuyuan."

The people present suddenly became serious. Qilin raised his hand and pressed it on the stone door. A brighter light suddenly burst out from the concentration stone that Qi Mo left for him. The shadows of the Azure Dragon and the Black Tortoise appeared in the flame patterns of the throne.

As he turned around, his eyes flickered with flames. "The Four Divine Thrones have resonated. Sister Mo Hui told us to speak to His Highness Bai Ling in Qingqiu about the return of the Divine Beast."

Ever since Suzaku Lihuo returned to his place, Shen Jiaan's sealed memories of the Nine Heavens had been restored. He blinked, "Bai Ling is back too?"

Ji Lingguang nodded, "Yes, when we went to Wuhuiyuan, the demon follower I told you about it sent me a message."

Qi Ling scratched his alopecia, suddenly remembering Zhan Qing's message. He took out a string of candied haws from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Jia'an. Under the other party's puzzled gaze, he slowly said: "Zhan Qing asked me to bring it to you. She said that you burned her dagger sheath in the mine last time. But she didn't have your method of transmitting sound, so she asked me to bring you flowers..."

"Do I have to use this to make amends?" Shen Jia'an chuckled secretly, took the candied fruit that was shining in the sun, and saw Qi Ling nodded, he laughed even louder.

When the four of them came out of the Wutong Forest, the golden fragments that Shen Jiaan had collected suddenly emitted a golden light and pieced together half of the Nine Heavens Map that had been reinforced with spiritual power in mid-air.

Qilin pointed to the twinkling spirit butterfly lights in the direction of Qingqiu on the map and said with a smile, "Look, Bai Xin's Imperial Seal is summoning spirit butterflies to pave the way. I'm afraid they already knew we were going to ask for wine."

Bai Xin and Bai Ling: ...How would I have known you'd be coming too? The plum wine under the plum blossom forest is almost gone!

When they finished communicating with their colleagues who had returned to their positions in the east, west, south, and north, and finally contacted Su Mohui, Shen Jia'an was swaying on the moonstone steps of Qingqiu. The steps were shimmering with a lustrous light, reflecting the image of Qi Ling fiddling with her Vermillion Bird feather fan behind him.

"Guess where I am?" Shen Jia'an deliberately lowered his voice and spoke with a slight rise at the end of the tone.

Su Mohui had just put down the pen she was using, with the quantum ink still wet on her hand. When she heard the voice, she raised her eyebrows.

This guy is the only one in the entire Ninth Heaven who can engrave the word "deserve a beating" into his tone.