The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

“Mu Feng, notify Gu Xijiu as the messenger of The Lord that she is to make the necessary preparations for auditioning The Lord’s apprentice tomorrow,” Di Fuyi sent a sudden message to Mu Feng. It came out of the blue.

Mu Feng was taken by surprise. “Hasn’t this matter always been under the charge of The Lord? I don’t think she would…”

“Hand this mantra to her and order her to do as she is told; you four will need to guard her later. Do remind her about that.” Di Fuyi then retrieved a piece of paper.

Mu Feng took the paper and just stared at his master. “Master, are you trying to pass on everything that Celestial Master Zuo does to her?”

He always thought that his master did not want to take on the identity of Celestial Master Zuo anymore and thereby wanted to shift all of his responsibilities to Gu Xijiu.

Or might it because his master did not like seeing Gu Xijiu and Long Moyan together and wanted to find a reason to separate them?

“I’m just sick of it,” Di Fuyi dismissed him with an explanation of a mere five words. “Be on your way!”

“Understood!” Mu Feng did not dare to ask any further and jumped down the boat to carry out his task.

Only that black-shirted young man and Celestial Master Zuo were left on the boat.

The black-shirted young man felt a sudden immense pressure!

“Get off!” Di Fuyi spurted.

“What?” The black-shirted young man raised his eyes in perplexity.

“Get off, go to the courier station in town yourself and don’t even think about running away, or I’ll make you regret the day you were born!” Di Fuyi’s voice was as chilly as the northern winds.

“Alright!” The black-shirted young man jumped off the ship as though he was escaping.

The ship went away like a gust of wind and soon disappeared.

Of course, the black-shirted young man did not even think twice about running away; he still had too much to live for! He had already grown too familiar with the perversity of Celestial Master Zuo’s methods in this half month!

The black-shirted young man had been an intractable person who did not fear or bow down to anyone. However, in front of Celestial Master Zuo, he could only behave as docile as a baby chick.

Although he was forced off the boat, he still felt a refreshing sense of relief. As he was already quite near to the city, it would not take too big of a toll on him to run there.

He stretched his legs that were nearly frozen, and felt that the sky had suddenly turned blue and the snow grew tender.

He looked involuntarily at the direction where Gu Xijiu had disappeared. His heart brimmed with surprise.

So that lady was the famed National Celestial Master! Who would have thought that she would be so young and so beautiful!

This young man was only fifteen years old. When Gu Xijiu made a name for herself, he was still a child. He had heard all about the stories of her great feats and revered her immensely. In his mind, Gu Xijiu’s existence was like a legend. Who would have thought that he would see her in person when he set foot in the Feixing Kingdom

If it were not for Celestial Master Zuo being beside him just now, he would almost already have cheered in elation upon seeing Gu Xijiu!

He could still see her, right? If he could just speak to her his life would be complete

The black-shirted young man lost himself in reverie.

Di Fuyi and Mu Feng’s conversations were carried out through a directed audio spell. As the young man could not hear them, he did not know that his examination tomorrow would be hosted by Gu Xijiu.

…

In the plum forest where the trees blossom in red-like flames, Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows and looked at Mu Feng—the current messenger Shangshan—who alighted on the top of a plum tree, not knowing why he has come here all of a sudden.

Mu Feng was in a dilemma.

As The Lord had sent him to relay The Lord’s order, he was to put on the apparel of the messenger Shangshan—a wide green robe with special golden cloud-shaped patterns on its edges and a ghoulish mask.