Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 298 The Fated Day_1

Chapter 298: Chapter 298 The Fated Day_1

"Aren’t you going to finish dinner here before you go back?"

"No, my brother is still waiting for me at home."

"Then wait a moment, I’ll get your gift for you."

Mo Ling stood at the backyard door, curiously watching Feng Yuan, who walked straight towards the White Wolf Deity. Yawning, the White Wolf Deity waved its paw, and a white wolf tooth suddenly appeared on the deity’s upturned left paw. Taking the wolf tooth from the deity’s paw, Feng Yuan plucked a few hairs from the White Wolf Deity, fiddled with them in his hand for a while, and then a wolf tooth necklace strung on a white cord appeared in Feng Yuan’s hand.

"Are you really okay with treating the Divine Lord so roughly..."

Mo Ling nervously trotted over and gently stroked the spot on the White Wolf Deity where Feng Yuan had plucked hairs. Perhaps because Feng Yuan had only plucked a few, Mo Ling couldn’t tell exactly from where the hairs had been taken. Yawning, the White Wolf Deity shifted its body, changed its position, and continued to lie in the pavilion, calmly watching everything.

"It’s fine, this is for you, wear it for safety."

Accepting the wolf tooth necklace Feng Yuan handed over, Mo Ling hesitated for a moment, her face flushing as she whispered softly,

"Thank... Thank you..."

Seeing Mo Ling, her face red, running out of the temple with her basket, Feng Yuan scratched his head in confusion and said,

"Did she misunderstand something?"

"What do you think it means to give a girl something so valuable at this time?"

"Uh... my bad, my bad, I just wanted to make sure she didn’t go down the same old path, didn’t think too much of it."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Why don’t I believe you?"

After staring at Agunas for a while, Feng Yuan took out a rune-covered cloth strip and said viciously,

"I think it would be best to tie up that mouth of yours!"

"Looks like you’re feeling guilty."

Floating to a spot out of Feng Yuan’s reach, Agunas spoke, and Feng Yuan, resigning himself, said,

"Agunas, you’ve changed, you’ve gone bad. Tell me, was it Qi Chen and the others who led you astray?"

Glancing at Feng Yuan, Agunas calmly asked,

"How big do you think the chances of success are tomorrow?"

"I’d say about eighty percent, but we should still follow up tomorrow; it’ll be troublesome if Mo Li ends up dying."

"Brother, I’m back."

"So late, where have you been?"

Putting away the worry on his face, Mo Li caught Mo Ling as she rushed over, set down the basket in his hands, and listened excitedly as Mo Ling recounted her experiences of the day. When he heard about the wolf tooth necklace Feng Yuan had given her, Mo Li’s brow furrowed slightly, and seeing Mo Ling’s slightly flushed face, he asked in a low voice,

"Do you like him?"

"Eh? Brother! Why would you say that!"

"I just think he’s interesting. He is a Divine Envoy serving the Divine Beasts, yet he shows no reverence. Plus, my ambition is to travel the entire Great Li and explore the whole world in your place!"

"He’s destined to not be able to leave here far; how could I possibly fancy him?!"

Watching Mo Ling hum a tune as she returned to her room, Mo Li said softly,

"He might not necessarily be limited to not leaving the Temple too far..."

"I will have to meet that guy someday...I hope he’s not one of their people..."

Mo Li spoke, his eyes revealing a hint of ferocity.

"Xiao Ji, don’t take action right away later, pay attention to staying hidden."

Early in the morning, Feng Yuan put on his hood and instructed the Xiao Ji on his shoulder, and Xiao Ji nodded, its claws gripping Feng Yuan’s robe tightly, while Agunas asked,

"Do you need my help?"

"Not for now. You are currently in a state separated from time; the more you intervene, the more uncontrollable the future becomes."

Leaving the great hall, Feng Yuan thought for a moment and decided not to lock the door. After all, he was just a passerby. Whether the items inside were stolen didn’t affect him, and besides, the White Wolf Deity was lying in the backyard. Anyone who wished to seek death was welcome to try and steal something.

"They’ve begun to close the net, huh..."

Watching as the number of pedestrians on the street dwindled, Feng Yuan, standing under the eaves of a wooden building, whispered. In the distance, a masked man in black silently commanded,

"Send number three to scout the area again; I have a feeling someone is lurking in the shadows."

The black-clad figure by his side nodded and quickly vanished into the room. Leaning against the wall, the masked man in black slightly shifted his body, his crossbow still reflecting a cold light in the dim room.

"Good instincts, too bad they’re useless."

From within the black mist, Feng Yuan saw a masked woman in black secretly canvassing the area and sneered. At that moment, Mo Li appeared at the street corner with Mo Ling in tow.

"He’s really gone, then..."

Huan Xiang sighed upon hearing the servant’s report, waved her hand to dismiss the servant, and sat at the table toying with a bracelet in her hand. The crude bracelet was engraved with strange patterns. Just then, a young man dressed in splendid garments stormed in furiously. Seeing the bracelet in Huan Xiang’s hand, he flew into a rage, snatched it away, and flung it violently out the window.

"Chen Huanxiang!!! Do you realize what you’re doing!!!"

Watching the bracelet vanish from her sight, Chen Huanxiang seemed to have let something go, turned around, and faced the man, saying,

"What’s the matter? I’m not allowed a choice while you stand with your factions?"

"You!"

"Fine, fine, fine! You’ve grown up, have you? Wait until dad gets back; you can explain it to him yourself!"

"Keep a close eye on her! Don’t let her step out of the attic, or you all might as well be dead!"

Before leaving, the man threatened the guards outside the door fiercely, and gently closed the room’s door. Chen Huanxiang calmly tidied up the room. Outside the window, the bracelet that landed on the muddy ground was undamaged, with a butterfly fluttering down to rest on it.

"An ambush, huh..."

"Xiao Ling, stay sharp and don’t stray too far from me."

Looking at the deserted street, Mo Li assumed a victorious demeanor. Mo Ling obediently hid behind him. Staring at the empty street, Mo Li shouted,

"What’s wrong? Scared?"

The masked figures concealed around didn’t respond, silently preparing their weapons. Seeing Mo Li making a racket, Feng Yuan sighed and said,

"His consecutive victories have gone to his head. Since the enemy dares to set up an ambush, they’re obviously not afraid of his trump card. Unless it’s a Divine Beast, cultivating a Spirit Beast always leaves traces, after all..."

Realizing there was no response, Mo Li seemed to catch on. Sweating, he whispered to Mo Ling,

"Stick close to me, and be careful when we retreat."

Just as the two were preparing to leave the street, the masked assailants suddenly moved. Witnessing the attackers’ sudden appearance, Mo Li shouted,

"Zi Mo!"

A majestic purple horse appeared out of nowhere, a single horn protruding from its forehead, surrounded by arcs of purple lightning. Barely appearing, it launched lightning bolts at the surroundings, forcing the masked people back. Mo Li, wiping his sweat, grabbed Mo Ling and mounted the purple horse.

"Still lacks combat experience..."

Watching as the masked people slowly encircled Mo Li, Feng Yuan said helplessly. After Mo Li released thunder several times more, he told the purple horse,

"Charge through there!"

Observing the gap, Feng Yuan, who had been paying close attention to the battlefield, knew it was a deliberate opening. As to why, he sensed a might not inferior to that of Legendary Level creatures not far away.

"Be careful!"

Mo Ling, who held on to Mo Li and looked all around, spotted a dragon head abruptly protruding from behind a building. In a panic, she pushed Mo Li down hard.

"No!!!"

Mo Li shouted desperately as he watched Mo Ling and Zi Mo get struck by a blob of poison.

"If I don’t act now, I might as well have donated the necklace for nothing."

Seeing the dragon head tilt back with something in its mouth, Feng Yuan stepped out of the black mist with a chuckle and, with a fierce swing of his greatsword, summoned the White Wolf Deity from the void. He threw his greatsword in front of Mo Li. The falling greatsword blocked Mo Li, who was trying to reach Mo Ling, and Feng Yuan jeered at the Flood Dragon that revealed itself from behind the building,

"Ancient Poison Jiao, I wonder if he will rage if you die here?"