noffsinger Chapter 384
Chapter 384
Bei Ye wasn't faring any better. Especially Bei Ye—over the past few years, he had personally commanded or participated in planning several assassination attempts against Yue Fuguang.If she wanted revenge, there might not even be a speck of his bones left!
The high-ranking officials of various countries had long known that the Junior Preceptor of Great Yan could summon heavenly lightning. They originally thought her abilities were limited to what she displayed during the Longevity Festival in the fourth year of Yuankang, which was at most enough to knock someone unconscious.
Who could have known that not only could she summon the wind and rain, but she could also call down heavenly lightning to strike hundreds of people dead at once? Her methods and ruthless nature made them deeply fear her from the bottom of their hearts.
Especially the fact that she could actually control rain! Given the current time, when a severe drought seemed imminent, if Great Yan had this Junior Preceptor Yue, what drought would they have to fear?
They just didn't know how much area her rainfall could cover with her current level of power.
The sovereign and ministers of Great Yan weren't as pale as the members of the diplomatic mission. Although their hearts also trembled a few times with the sound of the thunder, they had seen the world, so they could still hold steady, right?
The sovereign and ministers of Great Yan: Not steady at all! Mentally hugging themselves tightly.
Although some of them had seen the Junior Preceptor strike the Cao family with lightning with their own eyes, they had never seen her take over a hundred lives in a single move!
Even if it were a hundred pigs, a martial arts master would have to expend some effort to deal with them. Not like their great, omnipotent Junior Preceptor, who annihilated them all in an instant.
The crowd didn't realize that even when they mentioned Yue Fuguang in their minds, they couldn't help but add an honorific prefix.
Yue Fuguang subtly rolled her eyes, ignoring the expressions of the Great Yan sovereign and ministers that constantly shifted between fright and pleasant surprise.
She reached out and unceremoniously stroked the smooth, snow-white feathered backs of the swan and crane closest to her.
With one hand on the left and the other on the right, she ran her hands over them. The sensation was just as she had imagined, cool, smooth, and delicate to the touch, like the finest silk.
Faced with Yue Fuguang's touch, the two large birds flinched slightly before letting her pet them as she pleased.
Just as Yue Fuguang was about to reveal a perverted expression, the system hastily reminded her: Host, pay attention to your expression management. Do not make expressions that do not fit your immortal persona!
If it hadn't reminded her in time, its host would have made a cheap expression and ruined her character!
Chirp!
Chirp!
Seeing that its meal ticket was about to be snatched away, Taxue immediately refused to accept it. With two chirps, it forcefully shoved the white swan aside and placed its large head under Yue Fuguang's hand.
Chirp, Master, pet me!
Looking at Taxue's darting eyes, which seemed to hold eight hundred schemes but still looked adorably clueless, Yue Fuguang chuckled softly.
I accept your gifts. The crisis has been resolved, and it is time for you to return to the forest!
Little Zhu, tell them that the intruders have been dealt with and they can safely go home.
Cluck!
Caw!
Led by the crane and the swan, the birds let out a few clear, pleasant cries toward Yue Fuguang. Then, under their leadership, the flock of birds put down their gifts and took to the sky.
After soaring into the sky, they circled three times above Yue Fuguang's head before flying off in a massive flock into the vast mountain forest.
The crowd looked at the feathers, fruits, ginseng, lingzhi, and other medicinal herbs on the ground, all clicking their tongues in wonder.
Emperor Mingxi even deliberately played dumb, saying, Fuguang, did these birds put on such a grand display just to specifically bring you these things?
He picked up a century-old ginseng from the ground that had lost all its root hairs and said, What a pity for such a good ginseng!
Crunch! Crunch!
A crisp sound reached everyone's ears. They turned around in unison, only to see Wu Yong holding a red apple and munching on it.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Wu Yong's face instantly turned redder than the apple in his hand. He swallowed the apple with difficulty and stammered to Yue Fuguang, I... I just wanted to help the Junior Preceptor test if it was poisonous!
Would you believe that?
His father, Wu Yuanjing, closed his eyes. This gluttonous, disgraceful thing! If he weren't his only biological son, he would have beaten him to death.
While brainwashing himself that this was his own flesh and blood, he rapidly wracked his brain, trying to figure out how to smooth over this embarrassing situation.
Before he could speak, he heard Yue Fuguang ask, Wu Yong, is the wild apple delicious? Is it sour?
Seeing that Yue Fuguang had no intention of blaming him and even asked about the taste, Wu Yong hurriedly replied, It's sour. It's not as delicious as the ones on the Junior Preceptor's mountain!
Yue Fuguang nodded and told him, Then you are in charge of leading people to collect all the fruits and wash them clean.
She looked at the thousands of fruits of various types and sizes on the ground and said, I want to use these fruits to brew monkey wine. Do a good job, and when it's ready, I'll give you a jar.
Hearing the task, Wu Yong was so happy he almost jumped up. He repeatedly agreed, Yes! Don't worry, Junior Preceptor. I will keep an eye on things, and absolutely not a single fruit will go missing. I will make sure they are washed spotlessly clean for you later!
His gaze swept past the Emperor's family and over the various officials, looking at them as if guarding against thieves. Everyone was left speechless.
They really wanted to say that among all their colleagues, besides him, the glutton, who else would pick up fruit from the ground to eat? Not to mention that these fruits belonged to the Junior Preceptor!
Only this fool, relying on the Junior Preceptor's favor, would dare to act like this.
Having settled the matter of her harvest, Yue Fuguang turned around, put away her smile, and said seriously to Emperor Mingxi, Your Majesty, please issue an order to recall Shen Jian and Wei Shouyi's two teams as soon as possible to protect you. As for the assassins in the forest, it won't be too late to catch them later!
Emperor Mingxi also recalled the earlier topic and immediately understood. Does Fuguang mean that the noble families still have a backup plan and will launch a sneak attack on us?
His gaze fell on the distant mountain forest. The forest was completely silent now, and not a single bird could be seen. If it weren't for the fact that the fruits on the ground hadn't been fully gathered yet, one might have thought everything that had just happened was merely a delusion.
He said, Just now, I faintly heard the roar of thunder in the mountains. I wonder if some unforeseen event occurred inside.
He turned to Xie Zhiyan beside him and said, Crown Prince, send out a few more teams. You must bring Shen Jian and the others back as soon as possible. And while you're at it, bring back the oil stains that have been frozen into ice blocks; otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with once they melt.
Fuguang, when do you think they will make their move?
Little Zhu, if I'm not mistaken, those people should make their move when the forest fire starts. But the Emperor doesn't know the sinister intentions of the noble families. How should I answer?
Just say you don't know! With so many officials around, can't they think for themselves? They ask you everything, Master!
Yue Fuguang deeply agreed, so she said without any psychological burden, Your Majesty, I do not know either!
The corners of Emperor Mingxi and his ministers' mouths twitched. He expressed understanding on his face and said gently, It's fine. I will discuss it further with the officials.
Yue Fuguang watched as Emperor Mingxi left with the officials. When she looked up, she met the eyes of the few members of the diplomatic mission who had been watching her from tens of meters away.
Well, the way they looked at her was quite complex; one would need a pie chart of emotions to illustrate their rich inner thoughts and feelings!
Her heart stirred, but she didn't show it on her face. She merely gave them a faint nod and entered her own large tent without looking back.
She still hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and she was starving!
Lan Xuan'er and the others watched Yue Fuguang's figure disappear. They exchanged complex glances; at this moment, no one had any interest in speaking.