Chapter 27
The vermilion bird, which had already lost its decaying bronze color and returned to its statue-like state, suddenly let out a long cry at this mont! Countless blood-red divine lights and countless fla-like divine auras erupted into existence like volcanoes from the vermilion bird.
At that mont…!
What was dazzling?
What was spectacular?
What was shocking?
Only then did the onlookers truly understand what they were! This scene before their eyes was a godly combination of those.
Screech—
That dynamic cry of the divine vermilion bird was like the descent of a clear song of the gods, and it shook the hearts of all those present. It threw away all their souls, filling them with reverence and piety!
At that mont…
Swoosh, swoosh—
Everyone in the audience had already stood up one after another. Even Rong Feng was not an exception. Even Feng Lihuan stood up with utmost respect. Only Crown Prince Rong Mo still remained seated, but there was also a strange light flickering in his eyes right then.
No one knew what he was thinking, and no one paid any attention to his gaze. This was because everyone was following the lead of Holy Emperor Rong Feng at this mont. They bowed respectfully and said in a reverent voice, “We pay our respects to the Vermilion Bird God.”
At that mont…
Buzz.
Vermilion Bird—which was receiving prostrations—even opened its pair of divine and awe-inspiring eyes! Right now, this 180-feet-tall giant Vermilion Bird sculpture truly ca to life.
It looked down on its people and this mortal world. It made everyone feel tiny and insignificant, as though they were a minute existence floating around on this earth.
Even Ye Qianli was no exception. Especially when she discovered that this Vermilion Bird that had opened its eyes and ‘ca back to life’ bizarrely seed to be mainly looking at her?
Ye Qianli didn’t know if this was a misperception or if everyone else had the sa feeling. However, she quickly understood that this shouldn’t be a misperception… because this Vermilion Bird really was looking at her.
“Nine Heavens Goddess,” it said.
That’s right!
It talked!
It was talking to her?!
Ye Qianli was a little stunned, and her pupils constricted slightly as a result. However, even though she was extrely bewildered, she still knew that the voice currently sounding in her mind was coming from this Vermilion Bird in front of her.
However, she didn’t know how to respond, and from what she was hearing from the Vermilion Bird’s words, it seed like the bird didn’t need her to answer.
In fact, this Vermilion Bird truly did not need Ye Qianli to give a response. It had already shaken its feathers and sent a flaming-red feather directly to her.
This was an extrely beautiful feather that had originally grown on its tail. Of course, the crux of this feather wasn’t its beauty… but the powerful Great Vermilion Bird’s divine power contained within it.
It had given this to her as a greeting gift.
“…” Ye Qianli subconsciously reached out to catch it, but her hand burned up with a sizzling sound. The sll of cooked at dissipated along with it, and she almost cried out in pain.
Swish! That vermilion bird feather transford into a wisp of scorching energy that drilled into her ridians, almost burning her entire body.
Buzz!
If not for the Nine Heavens Mystical Fire in her body automatically protecting its owner, she would definitely be burned into ashes! This was truly a new way of giving a greeting gift. Did it have to torture her like this?
However, the Vermilion Bird—which had given its tail feather—did not feel that it was inappropriate. Its pair of divine eyes also closed once more after sending her the item. That blood-like divine light and the fla-like divine aura also slowly withdrew, and the statue returned to stillness.
“…”
After a long while, Rong Feng and the others finally managed to calm down their inner shock and looked at Ye Qianli with burning gazes. Because at that mont just now, although they did not see clearly what exactly happened, they all felt that maybe… Maybe…
Ye Qianli had been rewarded by the Vermilion Bird God!
“Ye Qianli, did you receive the Vermilion Bird God’s comndation?” The Senior Grand Secretary, Lord Bai, asked bluntly—without the slightest bit of politeness.
Upon hearing his question, Ye Qianli was slightly stunned for a mont. She did not expect soone to ask her like this. However, she still nodded and replied, “I think so.”
Although this award was a little like a punishnt…
Ye Qianli felt a little sorrowful. She looked at her hand that was full of blisters and only felt a heart-wrenching pain. This was definitely a severe third-degree burn.
“Impossible!” However, Su Lianhua retorted sharply, causing everyone to look towards her subconsciously, only to see her face full of disbelief.
“That’s impossible. Everyone knows that the Vermilion Bird God’s comndation will only happen on the main platform. You’re on the secondary stage right now so how could you receive the Vermilion Bird God’s comndation? You’re lying,” Su Lianhua argued with conviction.
“It’s fine if you want to think that way. I don’t mind,” Ye Qianli replied calmly as she tore a piece of cloth from her sleeve and wrapped it around her wretched hand.
“You…” Her nonchalant attitude made Su Lianhua feel terrible, as if she had punched cotton.
However, Ye Qianli did not care whether Su Lianhua was upset or not. After she finished bandaging her injured hand, she looked at Luo Xingping and asked, “Lord Luo, can I start showing off my strength?”
“…” Luo Xingping was still a little confused right now. He felt that today definitely had the highest frequency of unexpected situations since he beca the Minister of Rites and started hosting the Prodigy Convention.
“Vermilion…” At the sa ti, Su Lianhua—who had suppressed her frustration—still wanted to say sothing.
However, Luo Xingping was not that polite this ti. He directly said, “Miss Su, why aren’t you stepping down yet? Don’t you understand anything I said before?”
“…” Su Lianhua’s face turned pale, but she had no choice but to leave the venue. However, she felt extrely indignant. She was that unwilling to accept it.
For what reason?!
Why would the Senior Grand Secretary think that Ye Qianli had received a comndation from the Vermilion Bird God? It looked like many people thought the sa thing as well, but how could that be possible? Logically speaking, it wasn’t right.
Although that scene just now was very mythical, Ye Qianli was not on the Vermilion Bird’s Main Platform so it was impossible for her to receive the Vermilion Bird God’s comndation! Through the years of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, the Vermilion Bird God’s comndations all happened on the main stage of the Vermilion Bird Platform, didn’t they?
In reality, many people actually held the sa thoughts as Su Lianhua. However, there was nothing wrong with Ye Qianli’s answer either. She only said that it should be the case. It was fine even if the rest of them didn’t think so.
However, regardless of what others thought, Luo Xingping—who was the host—had already continued, “Miss Ye, what you did previously was already a perfect display of your talent. Now, you just need to demonstrate your strength.”
“All right.” Ye Qianli nodded. Just as Luo Xingping retreated to the side of the stage, she walked over to those 18 drums.
“…”
At this mont, it was extrely quiet outside the arena. No one made a sound, be it the spectators in the stands or the commoners below.
Those who had been cheering for Su Lianhua with all their might and constantly insulting Ye Qianli earlier were most likely too embarrassed to speak up now. Those who were originally rational bystanders did not have a habit of making a ruckus so the scene was unusually quiet.
Buzz!
Ye Qianli stood firmly in front of those 18 drums in this strange and quiet atmosphere. She raised her uninjured hand, and her palm once again burned with an extrely bright fla. The fla grew brighter and brighter! It beca more and more dazzling.
In the blink of an eye…!
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