When Beauty Meets Beasts

Chapter 479 - I’ll Do Anything!

Chapter 479: I’ll Do Anything!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Huanhuan recognized him at a glance. He was the divine servant who carried Huanhuan to the divine mountain last time.

He didn’t recognize Huanhuan at all. He just treated her as an esteemed guest of the prophet.

Especially when he sensed the aura of a powerhouse on her, his attitude became even more respectful and careful.

“The prophet only allows Lord Yu Tian and Lord Xue Ling to go up the mountain. The other beasts, please wait at the foot of the mountain.”

Huanhuan remembered how he had carried her up the mountain back then and had no intention of making things difficult for him. She asked the feather beasts to stay where they were and wait.

The divine servant led the way.

Huanhuan and Xue Ling followed him.

The stairs soared into the clouds. There was no end to them.

Huanhuan had climbed the stairs twice before. Each time, she was so tired that she could not walk. However, this time, she took every step steadily. Even when they had reached the temple door halfway up the mountain, she still did not look tired.

As expected of a dragon. Her stamina was much stronger than her previous body.

The divine servant led the two of them into the temple before silently retreating.

The hall of the temple was empty. Huanhuan looked around and called out, “Prophet, are you there?”

A moment later, the prophet walked out of the side door.

His white shark silk robe made his figure look even taller and slender. On his almost perfect handsome face, his eyes were covered by a veil made from shark silk. His pale golden long hair reached his waist.

“You’re here.” The prophet acted as if he were facing an old friend he hadn’t seen in a long time. “Sit anywhere you’d like.”

Huanhuan and Xue Ling sat down on the futon opposite him.

This futon was very soft. Huanhuan couldn’t help but touch it. There was animal hide under the futon, cotton on top, and cotton stuffed inside.

Even though his eyes were blindfolded, the prophet still saw Huanhuan’s small actions. He said, “The cotton was bought from Rock City. There are many good things in Rock City. Shuang Yun is a good beast king. He’s taking good care of Rock City.”

Hearing others praise her husband, Huanhuan was a little proud. “Shuang Yun is indeed not bad.”

Xue Ling looked at her with a faint smile.

The prophet said, “I know why you’ve come so far.”

Huanhuan wanted to ask about Little Brat, but considering that Xue Ling was beside her, she could only suppress the urge. She turned to Xue Ling and said, “Can you leave?”

Instead of answering, Xue Ling asked, “Is what you’re going to say something I can’t listen to?”

He had accompanied her all the way to 10,000 Beasts Temple, but now, she wanted to chase him away. Huanhuan felt very guilty, but she still had to say what needed to be said. “There are some things I can only tell the prophet.”

Xue Ling chuckled, his gaze cold. “It seems that you’re closer to the prophet than you are to us.”

Huanhuan didn’t know how to explain and could only remain silent.

Xue Ling was very unhappy and got up to leave mercilessly.

After he left, Huanhuan asked what she wanted to know the most. “Prophet, do you know where Little Brat is?”

“He made a deal with me to save you back then.”

An ominous feeling rose in Huanhuan’s heart. She couldn’t help but say, “I originally thought that the deal between the two of you was to exchange bodies, but now, it seems that I was wrong. What did you trade?”

Instead of answering the question directly, the prophet asked her a question.

“What do you think of this 10,000 Beasts Temple?”

Huanhuan followed his gaze and looked around. After a moment of deliberation, she said cautiously, “This place is huge and imposing.”

“What do you think will happen if you live here forever?”

Huanhuan couldn’t answer.

If she were to live in such a cold place, she would definitely go crazy from loneliness.

The prophet knelt on the futon, his white shark silk robe spreading on the ground. His well-defined fair fingers were gently crossed. His eyes were hidden behind the shark silk veil, so his expression could not be seen clearly. He sighed softly, his voice lingering in the empty temple.

“This is a cage. I’m trapped here and can’t leave for the rest of my life. I can’t remember how many years it’s been since I’ve seen the outside world. Those mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas have become mere symbols in my memory. I know they exist, but I can’t remember what they look like.”

Huanhuan opened her mouth to comfort him, but as the words came to her lips, she realized that they were too shallow.

As a prophet, he definitely knew more than her and had more experience than her.

Her comforting words would have no effect on him.

The prophet looked straight ahead. His gaze seemed to pass through the shark silk veil and land on the distant mountains, lakes, and rivers.

“I’m very envious of Little Brat. He can follow in your footsteps and see the world outside. I’m also quite envious of your trust and dependence on him, so I wanted to exchange identities with him. Unfortunately, he refused.”

Huanhuan secretly praised Little Brat. ‘Good job!’

The prophet said, “He wanted to save you, but he couldn’t bear to leave you, so we each took a step back. I shared all my senses and instincts with Little Brat. That way, I could see the world outside through his eyes, and I could hear everything you said to him through his ears. Thanks to you, I’ve been very happy recently.”

Huanhuan looked surprised. “So this was your deal.”

“He got to save your life, and I got to see the outside world. We both got what we wanted. It was a good deal.”

Huanhuan frowned. “But if that’s the case, why did Little Brat suddenly disappear?”

The prophet retracted his gaze and looked at her again. “Didn’t Little Brat tell you that when you came back to life in Yu Tian’s body, you’d have to pay a precious price?”

Huanhuan nodded to show that she remembered.

“That was Little Brat.”

Huanhuan was stunned, then she suddenly stood up and questioned agitatedly, “How could it be Little Brat? I have so many things on me. Why did it have to be him?!”

“He’s the most precious thing you have. The moment you resurrected, he was destined to leave one day,” the prophet said calmly. “The heavens are fair. If you gain something, you have to give up something else. You got the chance to be reborn and gave up Little Brat.”

Huanhuan fell to the ground dejectedly, her face pale. “I didn’t expect it to be Little Brat. If I had known that I would have to pay such a price, I would rather not have had the chance to revive.”

“You’ve been resurrected and Little Brat has left. You can’t go back on this.”

Huanhuan begged, “Is there no way to save him? You’re the prophet. You must know a way to save him, right?”

The prophet said nothing.

Huanhuan knelt down in front of him and begged with tears in her eyes, “Please think of a way. As long as I can save him, I’ll do anything!”

The prophet’s voice was cold. “Anything?”