My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome
Chapter 542 - 541: You’re the ancestor, as long as you’re happy, that’s good.

Chapter 542: Chapter 541: You’re the ancestor, as long as you’re happy, that’s good.

From the words of Nuwa Spirit, Shao Zifeng figured out the whole story.

Essentially, it was just a misunderstanding between both parties. The Daxia officials believed that the Nuwa Spirit would awaken after some time of slumber, while the Nuwa Spirit thought that Daxia would make sacrifices for Her, to expedite the recovery of Her strength.

And the crux of the misunderstanding was Her mention of sacrifice.

Shao Zifeng’s astral body sat cross-legged in the void, "I think I probably understand, but there’s one thing I’m still confused about. Could you tell me what exactly is the ’sacrifice’ you’re talking about?"

The huffing Nuwa Spirit paused, looking at him incredulously, "Have your descendants of Donghuang really forgotten the rites of sacrifice? Then, how do your leaders conduct the sacrificial ceremonies to heaven every year?"

"Sacrificial ceremonies to heaven?"

Shao Zifeng mulled over the unfamiliar yet familiar term. During the feudal era of Daxia’s history, there indeed existed a tradition of the emperor making sacrifices to heaven, but this tradition had been abolished over a hundred years ago, and the term remained strange to him.

He shook his head slightly, "We don’t perform sacrifices to heaven."

"Not... not perform sacrifices to heaven?" The Nuwa Spirit stuttered as she repeated, then asked somewhat unwillingly to give up, "Then... what about praying for rain? If you don’t make sacrifices to heaven, what do you do about severe droughts and floods?"

"Ah, that." Shao Zifeng explained, scratching his chin, "In Daxia, we build dams for flood prevention and divert water from the south to the north to fight drought. If that doesn’t work, we can even perform artificial rainfall."

"Do you understand artificial rainfall? It’s about selecting the right time to use planes or rockets to sprinkle catalysts like dry ice or salt powder to induce cloud precipitation or to increase rainfall to alleviate drought." Shao Zifeng got more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, "You might also not understand planes and rockets, explaining them would be..."

"It’s all over... Everything’s over." The Nuwa Spirit’s supporting serpentine tail went limp, and she collapsed onto the ground. Her tiny hands spread open as she stared blankly into the void, muttering, "Undutiful descendants, this group of undutiful descendants... it’s over, I’m done for..."

As she spoke, foggy lines like tears continuously streamed down her face.

Seeing this, Shao Zifeng stopped his science lesson. After pondering for a moment, he said tentatively to the Nuwa Spirit, "If possible, could you tell me how to make a sacrifice? I will try to report it to our... supreme leader."

"Really!" The Nuwa Spirit’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she bounced up from the ground, grabbing Shao Zifeng’s astral body with her tiny hands and looking at him with an expression full of expectation.

"Yes."

Shao Zifeng nodded.

Now, at this critical juncture with a storm approaching, if he could inform the higher-ups of a way to help the Nuwa Spirit awaken, they would surely be even more proactive than Shao Zifeng.

"That’s wonderful!" The Nuwa Spirit’s tears turned into laughter, and she coiled her chubby serpentine body into a mound, sitting on top and tapping her chin, "Let me think, how was the sacrificial ceremony conducted..."

"Got it, you follow my lead." With that, the small Nuwa Spirit raised her arms above her head, her ten fingers spread out like claws, and then she gestured for Shao Zifeng to do the same.

The corner of Shao Zifeng’s mouth twitched, "Your Majesty Nuwa, couldn’t you just transfer the dance memory directly to me..."

"No, no!" The Nuwa Spirit’s little face turned serious as she shook her head, "Although My True Spirit has weakened to this extent, it is not something you can withstand. If you rashly accept My memory, you will end up like before..."

Remembering the previous overwhelming heavenly might, Shao Zifeng shuddered involuntarily and, with no other choice, he reluctantly began to mimic the Nuwa Spirit’s cringe-inducing movements.

"No, no, no, you have to raise that hand a bit higher, relax your arms and fingers, don’t tense them too much!"

"Yes, yes, yes, your fingers should keep flicking."

"And the head! Pay attention to the shaking of your head, look at how I did it just now!"

"That’s more like it." The Nuwa Spirit saw Shao Zifeng complete a round and then slightly furrowed her delicate brows, "You need to coordinate the movements of your lower body with the upper body, you can’t just do the upper body movements."

"But..." Shao Zifeng stopped the movement of his hands and, looking at the coiled up Nuwa Spirit, hesitated to speak.

"But what!"

The little Nuwa Spirit with her arms akimbo spoke fiercely, "Are you, this undutiful descendant, saying you don’t want to save Me?"

Speaking of which, the eyes of the True Spirit brimmed with tears again, and with a sniffle, it feigned strength saying, "Forget it, just let me die here then, since you are an unworthy descendant!"

"That’s not what I meant," Shao Zifeng said with a wave of his hand and a slight headache. It’s one thing for your True Spirit to degrade, but why does it feel like your age has degraded along with it?

"Your Majesty, please don’t misunderstand. The main issue is that you didn’t show me the leg movements," Zifeng said.

"Huh?" The little True Spirit choked up, blinking as it looked at its coiled serpent body, seemingly a bit embarrassed.

But seeing Shao Zifeng’s half-smiling expression, the little True Spirit became angrily embarrassed and said, "Humph! Unworthy descendant! Why didn’t you say so earlier!"

Shao Zifeng’s smile froze on his face.

This is somehow also my fault?

...

"It’s fine now, it’s fine now."

The little True Spirit looked delightfully at Shao Zifeng finishing the dance.

Upon hearing this, Shao Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief. Under the little True Spirit’s verbal guidance, he had finally learned the Sacrificial Dance. Although the dance didn’t look like much, closing his eyes and dancing it was quite a feeling, like a refreshing release of the self.

He finished the moves and casually asked the little True Spirit, "By the way, I saw on TV that sacrifices usually involve the killing of animals. Do you need to prepare any special items?"

At that, the True Spirit paused, sitting atop its coiled serpent body, tapping its chin in thought while muttering, "Right, it seems we cannot do it without offerings... What is it that I need... It’s been too long..."

Shao Zifeng stood by, watching the increasingly irritable True Spirit and couldn’t help but take a step back.

It grabbed at its long hair frantically and exclaimed, "Ah, I can’t remember, unworthy descendant!!"

Shao Zifeng slowly raised a question mark.

"Why blame me if you can’t remember?"

The True Spirit huffed and said, "It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t brought this up, I would still be in a good mood!"

Shao Zifeng: ...

You are the ancestor, as long as you are happy.

"Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I’ll tell you when I remember." In the end, the True Spirit gave up on its struggle. It loosened its chubby serpent body a little, lying down within its coils on the sofa, fully embodying the spirit of a homebody.

It looked at Shao Zifeng, "By the way, you haven’t told me yet, how are things in the Eastern lands nowadays?"

"About that."

Shao Zifeng thought for a moment, then sat cross-legged next to the True Spirit and began describing the changes, from the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties up to the week before last. The True Spirit quietly listened from within its coils, seldom interrupting and only occasionally flicking its tail when amused, a stark contrast to that noisy bald dragon.

"Alas, I never thought that the once glorious legacy of the Dong Huang tribe would be reduced to just this one clan of the Xia tribe," the True Spirit sighed with a hint of aging sadness, "The war back then... Nevermind, let’s not talk about that."

"I can’t be of much help with other matters for now, so let’s talk about the Teleportation Array," the True Spirit said.

At this, Shao Zifeng perked up.

Yes, indeed.

The one before him was the major figure who handed down the Array, after all!