Chapter 222 - Who’s the Boss (1/2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Celestial Emperor!” Pao Hui exclaimed. He looked at Yi Qing in disbelief, stepping forward. “Your servant has worked as the managing immortal guard for more than ten thousand years in this palace.”
Lonemoon laughed mirthlessly and sarcastically said, “A managing immortal guard of more than ten thousand years cannot even handle the immortals in the palace. Fellow Immortal, you really are capable indeed! It seems that Zi Chen had no reason to become a demon!”
“You-” Pao Hui was angry now. He had done so much for the Celestial Emperor’s heavenly palace all these years. He was an Exalted Immortal – even the country emperors were courteous when they met him. This was the first time that he was mocked to the point that he did not know what to say. His mind was in a whirl. There was a flash of something in his eyes. Pao Hui sucked in a deep breath and said mockingly, “This Young Emperor is funny indeed. What right do you have to criticise me? I am the immortal guard of this heavenly palace. Only the Celestial Emperor would have the right to criticise me. Of what status are you? People who do not know better might even think you’re the new Celestial Emperor!” He adjusted his tone as he looked pointedly at Yi Qing and said, “Celestial Emperor, you have not said a word and this man is trying to chase me out of the palace. Don’t you think there’s something wrong here?”
He was hinting that Lonemoon was trying to rebel against the Celestial Emperor. From the moment they entered the heavenly palace, that was indeed the case. Any Celestial Emperor would not allow a subordinate to climb on top of his own head, except the Invincible Sect’s…
“No!” Yi Qing replied. What’s wrong?
The disciples nodded along, confused by Pao Hui’s question.
The first disciple: “Elder Lonemoon has always been the one managing the business in the sect. What’s the problem?”
The second disciple: “That’s right, the Sect Master said that we’ll be fed if we follow Elder Lonemoon. Elder Yi Qing is always so busy cooking – everything else is handled by Elder Lonemoon!”
The third disciple: “Eh? The Sect has an Elder Yi Qing? I didn’t know that.”
The fourth disciple: “Huh? The Celestial Emperor isn’t Elder Lonemoon? I thought it was him all along!”
The fifth disciple: “Nonsense, the Sect Master is obviously the Celestial Emperor!”
Lonemoon: “…”
Pao Hui: “…”
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What’s wrong with these people? This is a Celestial Emperor position – why were they taking it for granted that a Young Emperor would be doing the job of a Celestial Emperor? Even the Celestial Emperor himself was unbothered by this. Was he going to allow someone else to steal his position?
w(゚Д゚)w
“Yu Hong, Si Yu, send him out!” Lonemoon pressed two fingers to his temple and scanned the group of troublemakers, waving his hands to chase Yu Hong and Si Yu along.
“Yes!” The two of them did not hesitate. Si Yu walked forward and picked the immortal up, then flew toward the entrance of the heavenly palace.
Pao Hui did not even have time to react before he was thrown out of the gates. “You… You all…” He glared at the two ladies, who turned around and flew back to the palace without even looking back. A moment later, he got up, dusted off his robes, and then turned to walk away. Hmph! They would be begging him to come back!
Lonemoon scanned the group of disciples once again. He gestured and said, “Did you listen carefully to the introduction around this place? We’ll split into our roles as before – go to where you’re supposed to be stationed. If you have any problems, look for Yu Hong to settle it. Split up!”
“Yes!” The disciples replied as they moved off to their stations one by one.
Yi Qing immediately drew his pots and pans. “Master, I checked everything. The Vast Sky Hall was really good. It’s well-lit and facing the south-west. It’s also very spacious and suitable as a kitchen. I just need to renovate it a little.”
“Good job!” Shen Ying nodded in approval. “Run along, look for Boss Lan and make a cooktop. He’s very professional with those things!”
“Then you might have to wait for a little while,” Lan Hua said as he walked over slowly. He was hugging a huge pot and Radish was inside, trying hard to sprout a dandelion. “I promised Brother Radish that I would plant him in the immortal herb garden first.”
“Chef, make some cold dishes first then.” Those don’t need a cooktop.
“Yes Master, no problem Master!”