A Cutie Spoiled by Her Seven Uncles-Chapter 776 - 712: Heavenly Dao’s Son Finally Meets
Li Yanyan’s mouth opened and closed, her lips quivering, but she found she couldn’t open her mouth properly again, much less make any sound.
She stared wide-eyed at Xiaosuisui, her eyes filled with an unexpected terror.
"What’s happened?" the National Master, noticing her strange behavior, frowned and asked.
Could it be that his little disciple was intimidated by the aura of the Princess? So much so that she had obediently heeded the Princess’s words and shut her mouth? The National Master speculated, never imagining that his little disciple hadn’t fallen silent willingly. In truth, the Princess had used a speech-restricting spell, silencing her for the next three days!
On the mountain path, an elder shrouded in a black cloak strolled upwards, his head perpetually bowed, making his face difficult to discern. His pace was neither fast nor slow. An ordinary person climbing the mountain would undoubtedly need to rest periodically. Yet this individual made no stops, quickly reaching the summit and halting before the Daoist Temple.
"Heh heh! Celestial Dao-zi, we finally meet!"
The old man remained hunched, chuckling softly. His voice wasn’t particularly pleasant, but neither was it grating.
Everyone inside the Daoist Temple heard his words clearly.
"What is ’Celestial Dao-zi’?" Dugu Xiao muttered in confusion, looking around at everyone. He saw that they, too, wore tight frowns and grave expressions. The most solemn face of all belonged to the National Master.
"National Master!" Dugu Xiao pressed, "What does he mean by that? What in the world is ’Celestial Dao-zi’?"
The National Master ignored him. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back, took a step forward, and fixed his cold gaze on the man in black before them.
"You, a skulking coward who fears to show his face, dare to have designs on the Lucky Star of our Great Han? Since you’ve come today, I, the National Master, will ensure you do not leave!"
The National Master was resolute at this moment, shielding everyone behind him. He had already covertly drawn his silver threads.
"National Master Feng Wushang of Great Han, it’s not that I look down on you, but your strength is truly too weak. Compared to me, you are like a newborn infant, while I am a battle-hardened general!"
"You have some nerve, calling yourself a general on horseback! My father is the War God of Great Han. I’ve seen him charge on horseback, taking enemy lives as if they were nothing! But I’ve never seen any general hide their face like you, too afraid to show who you truly are!"
Before the National Master could speak, Ji Youzhi had already interjected, taunting the Great Wizard’s clone. He didn’t forget to boast about his own father in the process!
"Ji family brat! Cease your impudence! Today, I shall send you to meet your father!"
The Great Wizard’s clone was enraged. He slowly raised his hand, and a black mist began to rise, drifting towards Ji Youzhi.
Ji Youzhi felt an instinctive panic. The pressure from this person was incredibly strong, far exceeding that of his eldest maternal uncle—a man only a step away from the Immortal realm! Good heavens, my eldest maternal uncle is only one step away from advancing to the Immortal realm! To think that the person before me is just a clone, and his aura is already so powerful... If the Great Wizard himself were to come... Ji Youzhi dared not think further!
Terror, fear, and trembling overwhelmed Ji Youzhi, making it impossible for him to even think of resisting.
"Don’t you dare bully my Seventh Uncle!"
Xiaosuisui, nestled in Ji Youzhi’s arms, instinctively felt his body trembling and sensed his fear. Thus, she furrowed her little brow, her small face turning adorably fierce. Waving her little hand, she declared to the man in black, "Great Phoenix, peck him!"
The Great Phoenix could not fly high into the sky, making ground combat quite difficult for it. But its Master had commanded it to peck, so peck it would.
The Great Phoenix advanced step by step towards the Great Wizard’s clone. Its long neck extended and retracted, its sharp beak glinting with a golden light.
Everyone watched, dumbfounded. How is this Great Phoenix so different from the one we saw before?
The Great Phoenix, oblivious to the crowd’s confusion, let out a cry and lunged, pecking at the Great Wizard’s clone. Initially, the clone hadn’t paid the Great Phoenix any mind. It was only when the bird actually pecked at him that he was forced to abandon his attack on Ji Youzhi and defend himself against the Great Phoenix.
