Chapter 219 – Wuyou (1/2)

Chapter 219 - Wuyou

Even if you were an offspring of the Flame God, you have no right to call the white black, and just falsely accuse anyone you want! thought Ji Hao.

Ji Hao controlled his anger forcibly, gnashed his teeth, stared at Meng Ao and said angrily, “Meng Ao, as a Deacon of the Magi Palace, are you going to just watch them carelessly frame your own people?!”

Meng Ao didn’t even dare to look at Ji Hao in the eyes. He steered clear of the crucial point and said, “Actually, I shouldn’t be the one to even come here today. Ji Hao your messages were delivered to elder Wulong Yao and few other elders, but, today all elders have been convened by the King of the humankind and went to Pu Ban City, in order to attend a meeting. As it is the King of the humankind who has called, no one dares to be absent from the meeting.”

Coughing embarrassedly for a short while, Meng Ao laughed hollowly and said, “I mean, I didn’t want to come, it is just those elders sent me here.”

Ji Hao looked at him and yelled in anger, “What are you even talking about?! You’re a Deacon of the Magi Palace, you…”

Before Ji Hao finished his sentence, the facial expression of Meng Ao changed abruptly and he raised his head, pointed his finger at Ji Hao and yelled, “What I am trying to say is that, you, you are a bunch of bastards! A group of reckless stupid kids! You have offended Prince Xu! Do you know? I have seen reckless people, but I’ve never met someone as stupid and shameless as you!”

Meng Ao moved his arm and pointed at the new village of the Rong Mountain Clan, located inside the valley, and continued loudly, “It is not some big deal but a magic crystal mine, are you really so greedy and shallow to this point that you shamelessly tried so hard to gain yourselves some benefits from that small crystal mine?! Haven’t you seen anything valuable in your entire life?!”

Ji Hao was enraged so much by Meng Ao’s sudden change that he even had wisps of smoke rising from his head. His powers automatically activated, gushing around inside his body like scorching hot streams of flame. There were literally wisps of smoke rising slowly from out his ears, mouth, and nostrils. Along with this, his long hair which was hanging loosely on his back floated up one after another. Out of every strand of hair an extremely thin stream of flame was spurting out. Not long after that, all of Ji Hao’s hair transformed into flame and rose into the air, looking like a fiery cloak fluttering behind Ji Hao’s body.

Inside his spiritual space, the unnamed stone sword began to vibrate while producing high-pitched sounds from time to time.

This natural crafted holy weapon had been buried underground and had been in deep slumber ever since it had been formed. Now that it had been awakened by Ji Hao, it couldn’t wait to drink some blood.

“Meng Ao, the Magi Palace has sent you here to seek justice for us!” said Ji Hao word for word, while gnashing his teeth.

A series of silvery tweedle came from deep in the valley. Along with it, a gust of cool wind blew out. Flooded by the wind, hazy watery mist gushed out of the valley like streams of water, sweeping quickly over trees and flowers. Finally, it bumped against the fence wall, rolled up along it and eventually wrapped it entirely.

Fist-sized, glowing white flowers were floating on the mist, rolling over along with it. These flowers were pure-white, had a very lovely shape and nice fragrance. When the streams of mist bumped against the fence wall, the petals of those white flowers clanged against each other, letting out jade-cracking like noise.

Tens of tall and slim, breathtakingly beautiful girls, who had white and tender skins, cherry-like lips, and were wearing white long dresses, trod on the mist and slowly walked out from the valley.

Some of these girls were holding jade bottles that contained some unknown liquid with nice flowery fragrances, and wines which smelled quite tasty. Some of them were holding a huge jade tray, containing shining precious pearls that were rolling around on those trays and silver magic wine. Some of them were carrying censers that were carved out of magic crystals, there were no fire blazing in those censers, instead, only scented materials that were made from ten thousand years old black ice, which were slowly evaporating by magic powers and releasing a faint nice scent through an icy mist.

This kind of scent was extremely pure, without being mixed with even the slightest smell of pyrotechnic. The scent was being spread for miles along the breeze, making people feel extremely clean and elegant.

Each of these girls were being followed by an Ice Chi, or an Ice Luan. These rare and magical animals were pure-white as well, and all had fine ice crystals continuously spurting out from their bodies, forming an ice cloud under their bodies that held them up in the air, a few feet high from the ground.

[TL note: Both Chi and Luan were legendary and magical animals in ancient Chinese culture. The Chi had a dragon-like shape while the Luan had a phoenix-like shape. However, both of these two kinds of animals are normally classified as being evil.]

These Ice Chi and Ice Luan were apparently carefully selected. Each ice Chi was less than three foot long, looking crystal-like and adorable, while each Ice Luan was about two feet long and especially beautiful. They were observing the surrounding area curiously, with pairs of brightly glowing eyes. Although these magic animals were relatively small in shape, the sense of power released from their bodies were as great as that of a Senior Magus.

Meng Ao’s facial expression suddenly changed again. He had already turned into a nice dog in front of Prince Xu, but now, once he saw all these girls and animals, he had instantly turned into a poor injured dog, which had been broken at the waist. He was nearly kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.