A Cutie Spoiled by Her Seven Uncles-Chapter 741 - 692 Everyone is my Believer_2

"Then I will take my leave. If you need me, find me in the Dream Realm. You all need to be careful here, understand?"

When Ji Youzhi climbed onto Da Feng, he didn’t forget to say to Yun Kuo, "Actually, I wouldn’t want to leave, but I am the number one Divine Hunter of Great Han. Plus, the Emperor is in danger in Yunhang County. I cannot stand by and watch him perish. Therefore, I must leave ahead of schedule."

Upon hearing this, Yun Kuo couldn’t help but twitch his mouth. "You’ve been quite affected by Xiaosuisui these days, haven’t you? If you want to be alone, just say it directly. You don’t need to find so many excuses, I understand!"

After speaking, he reached out and patted Ji Youzhi’s shoulder, adding a knowing look.

Ji Youzhi...

He ground his teeth in frustration and forced a smile. "Suisui likes to eat. During our time on Wangwu Mountain, it would trouble you, my cousin, to grill her some fish and shrimp daily to satisfy her cravings. Oh, and she’s a bit of a picky eater, so I’ll also trouble you to prepare some vegetables for her to ensure she has a balanced diet!"

Having said that, he patted Da Feng’s back, signaling it was time to depart.

Yun Kuo was completely dumbfounded. Grilling fish and shrimp every day was one thing, but these vegetables... Alright then! he thought. Actually, many people on Yunzhou Island dig up wild vegetables to eat, but the taste of those wild vegetables... Would Xiaosuisui, with her picky palate, actually eat them?

Ji Youzhi had left Yun Kuo with a significant problem before heading off to Yunhang County with Da Feng.

At this time in Yunhang County, the array laid by the National Master had been discovered by Wu Li’s men.

"This is indeed the place. Our men keep getting lost here, going around in circles for several turns."

A bailiff pointed to the location before him, speaking to a man shrouded in a black cloak.

The man in the black cloak didn’t lift his head. A ball of Black Mist suddenly appeared in his hand and was thrown directly forward, instantly producing layers of silver light waves.

"An invisible array," the man in black mused, his head still down. "The National Master of Great Han and the Emperor must be here."

If Xiaosuisui were here now and heard this man’s voice, she would certainly be shocked; this man’s voice sounded exactly like that of Mr. Wu, whom Da Feng had burned to death.

"Sir, do you have a way to break it?" an inquiring voice suddenly came from behind the bailiffs.

The bailiffs parted to make way, and Wu Li, the County Magistrate of Yunhang County, slowly approached.

The men uniformly clasped their hands in salute. "Greetings, Your Lordship!"

Wu Li didn’t glance at them, his gaze fixed on the so-called ’sir’.

"Naturally!"

The moment the words fell, the Black Mist in his hand shot forward seven times, each time to a different location. As the seventh strike landed, a dilapidated mansion suddenly materialized in the previously empty space before them.

Inside the abandoned mansion, the National Master, who was sitting cross-legged, abruptly opened his eyes. He slowly rose and walked out of the house step by step.

The Emperor, Princess Ata, Xie Pan’Er, and Li Yanyan, their faces etched with grave expressions, followed the National Master to the mansion’s entrance.

"National Master, our humble Yunhang County is thousands of miles from the Capital City. I wonder what wind blew you and the Lucky Star here?" Wu Li began, a fawning tone in his voice. "You came all this way! Why didn’t you inform the County Yamen so this humble official could give you a proper welcome and arrange for your rest? Instead, you chose to stay in this abandoned mansion. How you must have suffered!"

The portly Wu Li, a cunning smile on his face, spoke shamelessly to the National Master.

The National Master gave him a cursory glance but didn’t speak, instead turning his gaze to the man in black and tentatively calling out, "Mr. Wu!"

The man in black didn’t lift his head but calmly replied, "Indeed, it is I!"

Princess Ata looked up in alarm, staring fixedly at the man in black, her suspicion hardening into certainty. The Great Wizard has actually cultivated himself into a Witch God! No! That’s not right. Something is very wrong! Things are definitely not that simple!

"I heard that on Wangwu Mountain, the Eldest Princess’s phoenix burned a Mr. Wu to death. How is it that another Mr. Wu has appeared here?" the National Master asked, his voice calm and unhurried, his hands clasped behind his back.

Upon hearing this, ’Mr. Wu’s’ black cloak billowed as if stirred by an unfelt wind, a clear sign of his fury.

"That little brat will fall into my hands sooner or later. I will ensure she dies a horrific death!"

A violent aura suddenly erupted from the man as he vowed to kill Xiaosuisui.

At these words, both the Emperor and Xie Pan’Er grew furious.

The Emperor, enraged, retorted, "Before that day arrives, I will kill you first!"

"The Emperor of Great Han!"

The Emperor’s words successfully drew Mr. Wu’s attention. He sneered, "So, we finally meet. I didn’t expect you to be so eager to rush to your death before me! Excellent! I shall grant your wish!"

The moment Mr. Wu finished speaking, a mass of Black Mist in his hand shot towards the Emperor.

However, the Black Mist had only traveled halfway when a barrier, casually conjured by the National Master, intercepted it. The disparity in their power was immediately clear!

"Your strength has diminished!" the National Master stated, not as a question, but as an affirmation.

"Even if my strength has somewhat diminished, it is more than enough to deal with you!" Mr. Wu declared arrogantly.

"Audacious and insolent!"

The National Master snorted coldly, and with a flick of his hand, sent Mr. Wu’s ball of Black Mist flying back at him!

"Hmm! You seem to be injured. In that case, I will seize this opportunity today to ensure you all die here. Once you’re dead, I’ll have County Magistrate Wu raise the banner of rebellion and fight all the way to the Capital City. Then, the Central Plains will be mine, and everyone will practice Witchcraft. They will all be my devotees!"