Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 297: The Imminent Arrival of _1

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: The Imminent Arrival of _1

"How come you’re here again!"

Looking at the proud little peacock strutting back and forth in the hall, Feng Yuan complained discontentedly, to which the other party glanced at Feng Yuan and said smugly,

"Unless you lock the door, by what right can I not come?"

Gazing at the drizzling rain outside the hall, Feng Yuan grumbled,

"You really are bored enough to come here and cause trouble in the rain!"

"What? Is it troublesome for me to come and pay my respects to the Wolf God?"

"Do as you wish, whatever, Xiao Ji, let’s go get some meat."

"Well, I brought some food with me..."

Feng Yuan took a glance at Mo Ling, chuckled and said,

"What? You intend to share your food with me?"

"Xiao Ling specifically brought it just for you, and you’re still acting like this!"

"What? Should I kneel and thank you, perhaps?"

"No, Huan Xiang, could you please not talk about that?"

"Tch! You’ve fallen for him, right? You think I’m in the way? Fine, I’ll leave if that’s what you want!"

Watching Huan Xiang leave in a huff, Feng Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully while Mo Ling carefully placed a basket in front of the altar and said,

"I’m really sorry, she’s not usually like this. I don’t know what’s got into her. The food is something I prepared as an apology; I hope you can let it go..."

As Mo Ling apologized, Feng Yuan, staring in the direction Huan Xiang had left, narrowed his eyes. Seeing that Feng Yuan did not seem angry, Mo Ling said cautiously,

"I should take my leave. I’m not at ease with her leaving on her own."

Glancing at Mo Ling, Feng Yuan said with a smile,

"I think that compared to her, you’re the one I’m more worried about."

Seeing Mo Ling’s puzzled look, Feng Yuan picked up Xiao Ji, walked to the altar, opened the basket nonchalantly and began eating the food inside. With a majestic giant wolf enshrined behind the altar, Mo Ling wanted to say something, but remembering that Feng Yuan was the Temple’s Envoy, hesitated before saying softly,

"Is this really okay?"

Noticing Feng Yuan’s confusion, Mo Ling whispered,

"I mean... wouldn’t the Divine Lord get angry at this?"

Turning his head, Feng Yuan looked at the imposing wolf statue and said unconcerned,

"No, its original form is lying in the backyard. It’s just a stone statue, it won’t mind."

Xiao Ji jumped down from the altar with a piece of cake and curiously sniffed around Mo Ling. As Mo Ling crouched down and petted Xiao Ji, noticing the normally touchy creature comfortably accepting her touch, Feng Yuan asked curiously,

"Do you have something strange on you?"

"Ah?!"

"No, what do you mean?"

"Strange, this little guy doesn’t usually like to be touched by anyone else."

Sitting on the altar and eating, Feng Yuan watched Xiao Ji with curiosity as Agunas spoke up,

"She seems to be carrying the Power of Death. It’s that Power of Death that makes it feel comfortable."

Squinting his eyes, Feng Yuan studied Mo Ling and said in a low voice,

"Would a normal human have the Power of Death on them? Plus, Xiao Ji took a high-ranking authority from the Yin World. The Power of Death that makes it comfortable must not be simple."

"Have you forgotten the Sea of Death?"

"So you’re saying... she has something similar?"

"Not sure, but she might be related to the Sacred Beast of the Death Series that is closest to the Divine Beasts."

"The Guide of the Nether Domain? But I remember that Sacred Beast is male, and the records clearly show he’s..."

Glancing at Feng Yuan, Agunas said,

"Are you truly forgetting, or are you pretending to forget? Don’t you think, in a certain way, she’s quite similar to The Saintess of the Nether Domain?"

"Uh... While it’s true the Nether Domain Guide looked after him, your deduction is too far-fetched... Moreover, there are no such records."

"Are you sure there are records of the Guide’s life before the Nether Domain?"

Countered by Agunas, Feng Yuan looked at Mo Ling feeding Xiao Ji and his vision blurred slightly. He sighed and said,

"Indeed, if the other party used a register, there would be no related records in the catalogue. Mo Li indeed has a big suspicion..."

"Huh? Are you leaving already?"

While playing with Xiao Ji, Mo Ling saw Feng Yuan step down from the altar with a look of regret as he eyed Xiao Ji. Feng Yuan clapped his hands, picked up a basket, and said,

"I’m going to clean these items and then return them to you."

Seeing Feng Yuan head straight into the back courtyard, Mo Ling said anxiously,

"Aren’t you going to take the young Divine Lord with you?"

After glancing at Xiao Ji, Feng Yuan said with a smile,

"It’s just washing things; I won’t be going anywhere. Besides, this little guy doesn’t have any friends usually. You take care of it for me, and I’ll give you something nice later~"

Seeing Xiao Ji staring at her, Mo Ling thought for a moment, carried Xiao Ji in her arms, and walked to the center of the grand hall to sing an Ethereal lullaby. She didn’t notice that at the corner of the mountain path, someone was secretly watching her. Seeing Mo Ling and Xiao Ji having a good time together, the person felt relieved, and their desolate silhouette gradually disappeared in the mountain path while the rain washed away their traces.

"Take care of Xiao Ji for me, I’ll go get some meat to bring back. If you have time, kindly groom the White Wolf Deity, and change its ornaments."

Feng Yuan said, taking out a set of ornaments identical to those on the White Wolf Deity and placing them on the long bench in the corridor. Xiao Ji, torn between Feng Yuan and Mo Ling, hesitated. Noticing Xiao Ji’s reluctance, Feng Yuan bent down, rubbed Xiao Ji’s head, and said,

"Be good and wait here for me. Let me wander alone for a bit, okay? Don’t worry, I won’t secretly run off. I’ll be back soon."

"Mmm... How about this, I’ll be back before it gets dark?"

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Ji walked over to Mo Ling. Then Mo Ling picked up a comb, looked at the White Wolf Deity, and then at Feng Yuan, saying expectantly,

"Really? Can I do it?"

"What ’really?"

"Can I really help groom and dress the Divine Lord?"

"Of course, remember to change to the new ornaments. I’m heading out now; if I come back late, the little guy will get mad."

"Hey!..."

As Feng Yuan rapidly turned and left, Mo Ling’s outstretched hand slowly fell, and she murmured in a low voice,

"Are you really that confident leaving me alone here?"

Xiao Ji gave Mo Ling a puzzled look, then tilted its head and patted its little belly with its small wings. Mo Ling chuckled and rubbed Xiao Ji’s little stomach, saying,

"Can I first take care of the Divine Lord for a bit?"

"You’re not planning to leave her here to avoid the crisis that will come tomorrow, are you?"

Glancing at Agunas, Feng Yuan said in surprise,

"How could I? Don’t forget, she was seriously injured trying to save Mo Li. It’s precisely because of that, Mo Li walked the path of destroying the Great Li Dynasty. If I left her behind, what would Mo Li do?"

"So what do you plan to do?"

"The severe injury is inevitable, but injuring the core can be avoided. In any case, I can’t let Mo Li deviate too far from her original path."

Feng Yuan said, then laughed self-mockingly,

"Cruel, isn’t it?"

"I’m sorry for the trouble..."

"Why apologize to me? If anyone should be apologizing, it’s He who should apologize to me~"

Agunas looked at Feng Yuan and said,

"Aren’t you afraid that the other party will turn against you if they find out?"

"No, I trust that he will understand... this kind of involuntary matter..."

"Even with your strength, there are things you can’t help?"

Feng Yuan looked at Agunas incomprehensibly and smiled,

"Why not? Accidents are an annoying girl. She always ruins everything you’ve prepared. So, if you want to correct time, you either go with the flow or take complete control without missing any detail."

"But that’s torture... You know what’s going to happen to the other party, and they can only move forward along the path you’ve set for them, unable to deviate even slightly..."

"Can anyone really achieve what you’re talking about..."

"Yes, quite a few. But no one would do that. He’s unfeeling only to maintain the world’s justice impartially. To achieve that step without being affected, one must give up emotions just like He did, but..."

Feng Yuan showed a bitter smile and said,

"Without emotions, who would do that?"