mtlumby2d Chapter 547 I've been on guard against you all along
Chapter 547 I've been on guard against you all along
Just as Madam Yu was about to decline, Wang Xinyao spoke first.
"Grandma, you know a bit about pharmacology, so I'm asking you to take good care of my aunt these days."
The herbs inside this jade are good for her health. You should keep it safe; she might need them.
Besides… this spirit jade is currently of little use to us.”
Seeing that she had already said this much, Madam Yu did not insist any further.
Silently holding the jade in her palm, the warm, smooth touch made her feel more at ease.
“Tell my aunt later,” Wang Xinyao continued, “that there’s an important business deal in Kyoto that needs to be dealt with immediately, and that we’ll be back in three days.”
"Alright, Yao'er, don't worry, I will definitely handle it well." Madam Yu nodded.
Wang Xinyao then turned to look at Zhao Shun beside her.
"Grandpa Emperor, please be here to protect us. We need you to keep a close eye on anything that might happen on or off the roof."
Zhao Shun nodded emphatically, his sharp gaze sweeping over his surroundings.
"Don't worry, girl. With my old bones here, not even a mosquito can fly up and cause trouble."
He didn't talk much, but every word he spoke was firm and reassuring.
"You all need to be very careful." Madam Yu said no more and turned around nimbly.
She lightly touched the roof tiles with her toes, and her figure landed gracefully like a feather, standing steadily in the courtyard.
She glanced back at the group of people on the roof who were already preparing, sighed silently, and turned to walk quickly toward Wang Jing's room.
My aunt is still ill, and she needs someone to stay by her side to avoid any accidents.
Moreover, Yao'er left without reason, so in order to avoid affecting her mood, she had to keep her calm and prevent her from overthinking.
At this moment, Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Qingfeng were sitting cross-legged facing each other, their palms clasped together, their eyes slightly closed, and they were chanting difficult and ancient incantations.
Gradually, a golden character appeared on each of their foreheads.
One is the powerful and vigorous "尊" (zun), and the other is the majestic and imposing "帝" (di).
The sky suddenly darkened, and rumbling thunder approached from afar. A howling wind whipped up dust, making it almost impossible for people to stand.
"Yao'er, release the spiritual spring water!" Chen Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and shouted.
Wang Xinyao's mind sharpened, and she immediately focused her attention to activate the space within the ring.
The spiritual spring water gushed out continuously, and Chen Qingfeng and Zhao Haoxuan's hand gestures changed rapidly.
The spring water, guided by them, rose straight to the sky and instantly transformed into a torrential downpour.
"Xin Yao, increase your kindness points, quick!" Zhao Haoxuan shouted immediately, his fingertips already flickering with spiritual energy.
Wang Xinyao dared not slack off and focused all her attention.
They released all the kindness accumulated in the space without reservation, transforming it into wisps of soft golden light that flowed into the two of them.
With this power boost, Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Qingfeng felt invigorated, and their arms seemed to swing with even more strength.
The rain intensified, and the sound of it pouring down was deafening.
The rainwater spread rapidly, washing away the cracked earth and the filthy ditches.
Large raindrops pounded on the ground, splashing up tiny water droplets.
Wherever the rainwater reached, the puddles that were originally black and smelly became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even the stuffy, stagnant air was washed away and became much fresher.
As dawn broke and the rain hadn't stopped, the streets of Nam Dinh province were completely blocked by floodwaters.
"The rain last night was terrifying; we couldn't see the road at all, and all the cars were submerged in water."
Xu Mei folded her soaking wet umbrella and said to Li Feng while stamping her feet under the porch.
Li Feng followed him in, his trouser legs still dripping wet, and shook his head with a pained expression.
"Don't even mention it, they've already issued traffic notices, the whole city is closed, and this rain just won't stop."
Li Mohua was carrying porridge out of the kitchen when she heard the noise and looked up.
"Hey, didn't you two leave for work early this morning? Why are you back?"
"Dad, the road is completely flooded, the car can't move." Li Feng helplessly wiped the water droplets from his face.
"We've been suffering from drought for three months, this rain is just in time."
Li Mohua smiled and turned to Xu Mei: "Go inside and see if your cousin and the others are awake yet. It's time for breakfast."
"My dear in-laws, I'm so sorry!" Madam Yu pushed open the guest room door and came out, her face full of apology.
"There was an emergency in Kyoto, so Yao'er and the others rushed back in the middle of the night. They didn't say goodbye so as not to disturb your rest."
"Back to Kyoto?" Wang Jing walked out of the inner room, supporting herself on the doorframe.
Her body stiffened slightly, and she almost fell.
"How could she just leave like that... Yao'er, will she never come back like before?"
"Don't worry, my dear in-laws," Madam Yu quickly stepped forward to support her. "It'll only be three days. I'll definitely be back once I've finished dealing with things. Take good care of yourself these next few days and don't overthink it."
"It's good that you're back..." Wang Jing looked out the window at the continuous rain and murmured softly, "I just don't know if Yao'er brought an umbrella..."
“Yao’er…” Gong Li, standing to the side, murmured this sentence.
She used to love this daughter very much; before she turned five, she doted on her.
But ever since her husband 'passed away,' she has left the child with Wang Jing.
He stayed abroad for more than 20 years without ever coming back to visit.
Having given birth to her but not raised her, now she seems to have no right to even show concern.
The rain showed no signs of abating, starting in Nam Dinh province and gradually spreading throughout the country and even the world.
As night deepened, Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Qingfeng, who had persevered on the rooftop all day, sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.
Their faces grew paler and paler, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.
Each change of gesture seemed to exhaust his strength, and his breathing became heavy.
Wang Xinyao stayed by their side, watching their breaths gradually weaken, her heart clenching with worry.
But she dared not stop sending out her kindness points, continuing to do so.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept by, and a blurry, illusory figure rushed out from the depths of the rain, heading straight for the two people who were casting a spell!
"Watch out!" Wang Xinyao cried out, but it was too late—
Fortunately, Zhao Shun, who was standing guard to the side, had a sharp glint in his eyes and his figure blocked the way like a ghost.
"Hmph! I was on guard against you all along!"
With a flick of his sleeve, a powerful surge of energy crashed into the illusory figure, engaging it in a fierce battle.
"Zhao Yucheng, you wretched creature! Your skills have certainly improved; you even managed to escape from Liu Jianwen's body?"
He sneered as he hit him, "What, scared?"
The phantom—Zhao Yucheng—let out a piercing, eerie laugh.
"Zhao Shun? My dear 'Father Emperor'? I never expected you, you old geezer, to roll onto this earth! You're such an eyesore!"
Before he could finish speaking, a dark palm wind struck Zhao Shun's face.
Zhao Shun neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his palm to meet the attack. The two forces collided and produced a muffled sound.
"The bastard child of a lowly guard dares to call me Father Emperor? I spared your life back then out of a moment of mercy, and it was indeed the biggest mistake of my life!"
His words were icy, but his hands showed no mercy. He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a sharp sword aura swept across.
Zhao Yucheng's afterimage flashed by, but he was still struck on the edge by the sword energy.
His figure fluctuated violently, almost dispersing, but quickly coalesced again, only his color was slightly lighter.
His voice was filled with shock and anger: "You... how can you be so strong? You're much stronger than when you fought Yin Yingzi before!"
"I forgot to tell you, I've already killed Yin Yingzi! Surprised?"
Zhao Shun's attack became even faster, his sword pointing out afterimages.
"Trying to use the same old tricks again, stirring up trouble? Today I'll show you what the wrath of thunder truly is!"
"Old fool! I am the embodiment of the 'Heavenly Dao,' immortal and indestructible! Even if you possess extraordinary abilities, you are all in vain before the 'Heavenly Dao'!"
Zhao Yucheng roared fiercely, his phantom darting left and right, trying to break through Zhao Shun's blockade and attack the core of the spell.