Chapter 219 – Wuyou (2/2)
Ji Hao looked at Meng Ao’s face that had changed so suddenly, with a cold expression. Without a doubt, if it was not because he still was a Deacon of the Magi Palace, Meng Ao would have hopped on the black eagle’s back and fled away as quickly as possible. Tthe reason why he was staying here was not because he had his dignity or pride, but he was worried that if he fled away, Ji Hao might sue him after returning to the Magi Place, which might cost him his position of Deacon.
“A domestic animal would be more useful than you,” said Ji Hao. Ji Hao had lived in the Southern Wasteland for over ten years, which had built his straightforward personality, just like most of Southern Wasteland men were. He couldn’t help but yell out at Meng Ao, “Meng Ao, you have humiliated the Magi Palace so badly! Even a pet is much better than you! Pets would at least try to protect their owners!”
As a proud deacon, Meng Ao was instantly enraged by Ji Hao’s words. His face even turned black. He stared at Ji Hao in rage, and was going to scream out, but another series of silvery tweedle came at this moment.
This tweedle, which contained bone-piercing cold power, instantly shut Meng Ao up, causing him to become unable to dare to let out any sound. The anger that he was about to show Ji Hao, also disappeared instantly because of this.
“Prince Xu, you seemed to have encountered some troublesome nasty people who are trying to blackmail you,” A clear and bright voice that sounded like jade clanging and was as cold as the crack of an iceberg, came from afar. The voice was similarly powerful as the sound created when a sword was being pulled out of its sheath.
Ji Hao shook his body slightly. He felt streams of cold power quickly gathering over from all directions, attempting to gush into his body through his pores. Ji Hao hurriedly activated all of his power and launched a counterattack to those streams of cold power. Each of his pores spurted out large streams of scorching hot power and clashed against those streams of cold power.
Along with a swooshing sound, white cold mist rose around Ji Hao’s body, forming a small whirlwind and wrapped Ji Hao’s entire body up.
Without even showing his face, the person, who had talked to Prince Xu just now, had already launched a fatal attack onto Ji Hao.
“No wonder you dared to blackmail Prince Xu, you do have some power in you!”
Followed by a series of light footsteps, a young man, wearing a silver long cloak, trod on icy mist and walked elegantly over.
Mr Crow cawed slightly and expanded abruptly its body to a few zhang length. It carried Ji Hao and slowly floated up into the air, slightly higher than the fence wall.
Staring at the young man who was walking over slowly, Ji Hao couldn’t help but silently praise this young man for his appearance, in his head. This young man was even more handsome than Zhu Rong Tianming, and was showing a natural impressive manner by every slight move he made. Such kind of manners Ji Hao had only seen from Zhu Rong Tonggong so far.
This young man had silver hair, eyebrows and pupils, and his skin was as tender and smooth as top-quality jade. Holding an odd-shaped stringed jade musical instrument that had only three strings, this young man walked slowly over. Everywhere he walked past, all Rong Mountain Clan people would kneel hurriedly down and salute him.
Prince Xu turned smilingly his head, bowed slightly to the young man with silvery hair, and said, “Just a few wild dogs barking. I didn’t mean to disturb you, dear Prince Wuyou. As an older brother, I apologize for loose hospitality.”
[TL note: Wuyou as a name, literally means ‘have nothing to worry about’ in Chinese. Although Wuyou and Xu are all called ‘prince’, Wuyou is a blood son of a god that is equal to the Fire God, while Xu is not! The two of them are not real brothers, they call each other brother because they’re pretty close friends.]
The young man with silver hair let out a few laughs, looked at Ji Hao from quite a distance and said, “I am Prince Wuyou, you can also call me Gong Gong Wuyou. Greedy and cowardly people like you…since I have already seen you, how can I let you go back to the Magi Palace alive?”
While speaking, Gong Gong Wuyou crooked his finger and the stringed musical instrument suddenly let out a thunderous, ear-piercing sound.
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Edited by SecondRate
Translated by XianXiaWorld