northernbook Chapter 211 Xuannv 75
Chapter 211 Xuannv 75
"You little fox, you are quite lovable, and you work hard, but it's a pity that your talent... is really lacking." Emperor Donghua had a faint smile on his face, and he commented carelessly in front of Zheyan. His tone was light, as if he was just saying it casually, but the thoughts behind it were like a bottomless pool. If there was any trouble in the future, he could just push the responsibility to the old phoenix. He was really cunning, worthy of being the emperor who was well versed in power and intrigue in the Ninth Heaven.
"Thank you for your praise, Lord. I am so humbled." Jiaojiao was full of doubts and uneasiness. She looked up and quietly looked at the "Lord Zheyan" in front of her, trying to find a clue from the familiar yet unfamiliar face, but found nothing. In desperation, she could only use this polite words to barely respond, hoping to get away with it and not get involved in any inexplicable incident.
"I see that your talent is so great that it will be difficult to improve it." Emperor Donghua narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to think for a moment, and then said, "I do have an idea. Why don't I send you to Taichen Palace and ask the old Emperor for some advice. Don't underestimate the Emperor. He has countless rare treasures and immortal magic skills. If he gives you one or two, it will be enough for you to benefit endlessly."
“I am overwhelmed by the kindness of the Lord God.” Jiaojiao hurriedly knelt down and bowed with her head bowed very low, her voice trembling. “I am just a three-tailed fox of humble origin. I am dull and stupid. How dare I hope to be favored by the Emperor? I am afraid I cannot even step into the threshold of Taichen Palace. I hope the Lord God will not mention this matter again. I cannot bear it.” She knew in her heart that the Emperor of Taichen Palace was in a high position and had great power and majesty. She was such an insignificant being that she was like an ant in front of him. Not to mention being taught by him, she was afraid that he would not even look at her.
“You little fox are really unique.” Emperor Donghua raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile on his handsome face, but there was a barely perceptible surprise in his voice, “In the long journey of immortality and the long years, no one has ever rejected the proposal of this God without hesitation. This rare opportunity that allows you to ascend to the sky and soar into the nine heavens, you seem to regard it as a scourge and abandon it without any reluctance, which really makes this God very puzzled.” After speaking, the curiosity in his phoenix eyes as deep as the night sea became more and more intense, like stars twinkling in the darkness.
The little fox in front of him, the immortal power lingering around her body is like the mist of spirit, majestic and pure, which makes people admire it. However, in sharp contrast, her performance in cultivation talent is like a barren desert, dry and desolate, almost making it hard to believe that the two are one and the same. This strong conflict and contradiction is like ice and fire in the same furnace, incompatible but real, which aroused the emperor's desire to explore like wild weeds.
"Replying to the God, Xuannu knows that her status is low, and she is just an insignificant little fox in this world." Jiaojiao knelt on her knees, leaned forward, and her forehead almost touched the ground, performing a very respectful salute. Her voice was soft and gentle, but with a hint of undisguised trembling, like a fragile leaf in the wind, "Thank you for the favor of the God, it is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes. But I am dull and have little blessings, and I can hardly bear such a heavy gift. In this vast fairyland, I only wish to guard my own little world and spend my life in peace. I dare not have any unreasonable thoughts. I hope the God will see and revoke the order."
"I don't want to go." Jiaojiao thought to herself, her thoughts running wild like a wild horse. "The old Emperor will be fascinated by Bai Fengjiu in the future, and will be unable to extricate himself from the love net. He will even have to go through the heart-breaking disaster. If I rashly go to Taichen Palace at this time, wouldn't I be caught in a trap and be involved in those complicated entanglements for no reason? In my opinion, if I really want to seek a world-shaking fairy fate, I should go straight to Kunlun Ruins without hesitation and worship the famous Mo Yuan God. Maybe I can take the opportunity to grab Bai Qian's opportunity and make my fairy path shine from then on. As for the Emperor's disaster, by comparison, it is not imminent, and it can be left for the future. Mo Yuan God is the most critical person at the moment. If he can be successfully rescued, perhaps this predetermined fate can be rewritten. But..."
Thinking of this, Jiaojiao couldn't help but feel a little doubtful and confused. "But I still don't know how to successfully become a disciple of Lord Mo Yuan. I have already worshipped Master Zi Ning as my master, and she has taught me the immortal arts and morality. Now if I want to change to someone else's school for my own selfish desires, would this behavior violate the moral principles of master and disciple, and be regarded as a treasonous act of betraying the master and destroying the ancestors? If I suffer heaven's punishment for this, then wouldn't it be a loss and I would be doomed to an eternal damnation?"
Jiaojiao had never realized that the secret thoughts in her heart, like trickles of water gathering into a river, had been heard by Emperor Donghua with his profound magic. When the name "Zi Ning" reached the emperor's ears, his usually calm figure stiffened slightly, as if he had been cast under a spell. After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, his eyes were like torches, as if they could penetrate Jiaojiao's soul, and he carefully examined the seemingly ordinary but mysterious little fox in his arms again.
"You little fox, you are not only extremely smart, but also sharp-tongued. Your calculations are linked one after another, which makes me worry." Emperor Donghua snorted softly, not angry, not smiling. Then, he waved his wide sleeves, and a soft fairy light flashed. Jiaojiao only felt a slight tremor all over her body, and then she turned into her original form. The emperor took advantage of the situation and held her in his arms. His slender and white fingers, with a hint of coolness, slowly stroked her soft fur like brocade. Every touch seemed to contain endless deep meaning, which was elusive.
Jiaojiao was just wondering when a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she fell into a warm embrace involuntarily. The embrace was like the softest cloud under the warm spring sun, exuding a reassuring atmosphere. On top of her head, slender fingers gently caressed her, and the touch was like a trickle of water, slowly flowing through every inch of her nerves, causing the hair on her body to almost fluff up, and the feeling of comfort spread like vines. However, at this moment when she seemed to be intoxicated by the gentle countryside, her mind suddenly became clear, and the face of "Zhe Yan" flashed through her mind. This thought was like a thunderbolt that struck her heart directly, and panic instantly overwhelmed her. She suddenly widened her eyes, and a sharp squeak came out of her mouth. The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent atmosphere, and her limbs began to struggle and twist frantically, trying to break free from the uneasy confinement.
Donghua saw Jiaojiao struggling in his arms like a trapped animal, and a trace of impatience flashed across his stern face. He opened his thin lips slightly, silently chanted the spell, and then lightly tapped his fingers. A dark blue light of sleep magic came out like a spirit snake and instantly sank into Jiaojiao's body. Jiaojiao's struggle gradually stopped, her eyes slowly closed, her body softened, and she obediently nestled in Donghua's arms and fell into a deep sleep.
At this moment, Zheyan strolled out of the peach forest leisurely. When he looked up, he saw Donghua holding Jiaojiao in his arms affectionately. He was startled for a moment, then a playful smile appeared on his lips, and he said teasingly, "Your taste is really unique. You are so fond of this little fox. Look at this little thing. She doesn't look very likable, but you hold her in your hands like a rare treasure."
Zheyan's words were not groundless. When Jiaojiao was a three-tailed fox, her appearance was ordinary. Her hair was like dead grass that had lost its vitality. It had no glossy luster and looked fuzzy. Each strand of hair stood up stubbornly, as if silently protesting something. The color of her hair was even more chaotic and shocking. Brown, gray, black, and white were intertwined, just like a seasoning plate that was wantonly overturned by a naughty child. Various colors were wantonly poured and mixed with each other. Although colorful, there was no harmony or beauty to speak of, let alone a trace of spirituality.
"Oh my, this is really beyond this God's expectation, Donghua. You actually favor a little fox like this and have such a unique taste, it's really astonishing. Not only that, you also cast a sleeping spell on it to make it unconscious. This method, wow, wow, wow, it's really a sign of human nature, Donghua. Are you trying to stage a 'old cow eating young grass' drama?" Zheyan crossed his arms, his face full of mockery. Standing on the so-called moral high ground, he criticized Donghua mercilessly, his words full of ridicule and mockery.
Donghua, however, seemed not to hear Zheyan's sarcasm. He raised his eyes slightly, with a hint of disdain and calmness in his eyes. He opened his thin lips and said slowly: "I, the Emperor, cannot praise your brain capacity. After all, as a bird, it is normal for you to have a small brain. Why bother to embarrass yourself here and make irresponsible comments?" The sarcasm was evident in his words, which hit Zheyan's sore spot directly.
When Zheyan heard this, his face immediately turned red with anger, just like a ripe tomato. He pointed at Donghua with trembling lips, "You, you..." But he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and could only utter these few single syllables. It was obvious that he was very angry about Donghua's words, and his usual carefree and unrestrained personality had disappeared without a trace.
"You old phoenix with dim eyesight, you have lived for so many years without any insight. Don't you see that the fairy power surrounding her is not as simple and pure as that of ordinary goddesses?" Emperor Donghua raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly with a hint of disappointment in his tone. After that, he paused, as if deliberately keeping the secret, and then slowly threw out another heavy news, "I just listened to her voice with fairy magic, and guess what? She has already worshipped Zi Ning as her master."
"What? Take Zi Ning as your master? Why?" Zhe Yan heard this, and the teasing on his face instantly disappeared without a trace, replaced by full of surprise and confusion. He widened his eyes and looked at Jiao Jiao sleeping in Dong Hua's arms in disbelief, as if he wanted to find some answers from her.
“So, this matter is full of doubts, and we must investigate it in depth to know the truth. If she really worships Zi Ning as her master, according to the temperament of the Purple Fox clan, she must have studied some hidden techniques. In this case, it is reasonable that you and I cannot see through her true appearance and strength. However, we must guard against the conspiracy set up by old Bai Zhi. Even this emperor, who has just deduced the secrets of heaven, has not been able to clearly glimpse her future path. The variables are really worrying.” Emperor Donghua had a solemn expression, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes.
“You can’t even figure it out? This little fox has become a huge variable! Such a dangerous person must not be kept, Donghua, make a decisive move.” When Zheyan heard that Donghua couldn’t see Jiaojiao’s future clearly, he immediately put away his usual cynicism and his expression became extremely serious, as if his eyes could crush Jiaojiao into dust in an instant.
"She has just explicitly rejected the proposal to go to Taichen Palace. From this point of view, it does not seem like Bai Zhi's conspiracy. The most urgent task now is to find a way to remove her concealment technique. Only in this way can we reveal her true face and determine whether she is an enemy or a friend." Emperor Donghua frowned slightly and spoke softly while thinking about countermeasures. Jiaojiao in his arms was still sleeping soundly, unaware that she was at the center of this vortex of ever-changing circumstances.
“It seems that only Lord Mo Yuan can solve the Purple Fox Clan’s concealment technique. You should send a message to him quickly, inviting him to come to Taichen Palace secretly, and do not alert others. As for the follow-up matters, you should act according to the established plan. In two days, send Bai Qian to Kunlun Ruins.” After Emperor Donghua finished speaking, he hugged the sleeping Jiaojiao in his arms, and with his clothes fluttering, he rushed towards the direction of Taichen Palace.
Zheyan looked at Donghua's receding back and shook his head helplessly. Although he was reluctant, he knew that this matter was of great importance and could not afford to make any mistakes. He could only sigh and turn around to quietly prepare to send a letter to Mo Yuan. He looked like he was really working hard and was in sharp contrast to his usual carefree image.
Mo Yuan, who was far away in Kunlun Ruins, was resting his mind with his eyes closed in a quiet room when he suddenly heard a long cry of a crane. It turned out to be a message from Zheyan. He slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of surprise and curiosity flashed in his deep eyes. What kind of young man could attract the attention of Emperor Donghua and Supreme God Zheyan at the same time?
Mo Yuan reached out to take the letter, and immediately understood the contents of the letter. After reading it, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and his curiosity grew even stronger. Without much hesitation, Mo Yuan immediately stood up, straightened his clothes, summoned his sword, and the immortal power surged around him, turning into a stream of light, breaking through the clouds and rushing towards the direction of Taichen Palace. His figure shuttled through the sea of clouds, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, as if he was eager to uncover the truth hidden behind the heavy fog.