Venerated venomous consort

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The young black-shirted boy spent those five days like a cat on a hot tin roof. Uncertainty, excitement, anxiety, fear… All types of emotions billowed in his chest. Of course, he did not sleep well.

What this resulted in was dark circles under his eyes when he came to the Open Heaven Stage in Mu Feng's ship.

The boisterous crowd made him more anxious and caused his feet to shiver.

"Get down." When the ship landed on the stage, Mu Feng patted Huo Qifang's shoulder, leading to his astonishment and almost caused him to tumble over!

He was, after all, just a child. In this situation, his limbs turned cold.

He staggered when he jumped off the ship.

Mu Feng shook his head secretly. For too many times he has seen those who "looked like heaven's gifts disciples," and among all of them, this child was the most ordinary and cowardly, who could not face a crowd.

How could he be a heaven's gift disciple? How can a real heaven's gift disciple be that wimpy?

"His Majesty has arrived!" A loud announcement was heard from far away.

The king is coming as well!

Huo Fangyi became more anxious!

Rong Jialuo had indeed come with his multitude of officials in utmost grandeur. The citizens made way for them automatically.

Rong Jialuo went to the terrace that was specially prepared for him and sat down.

The officials and citizens looked up at him and bowed down in reverence, proclaiming "Long live the king" in enthusiasm.

Since Huo Qifang was not a citizen of the Feixing Kingdom and seemed to be a heaven's gift disciple, he did not have to prostrate himself before the king and only had to bend his body slightly as a gesture.

Huo Qifang stole a glance at the king when he bowed down. He saw that the king looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five and had an extremely debonair appearance. When he slightly raised his brows and carried a light smile on his lips, one would feel as though a spring breeze had graced their face.

When their gaze unintentionally locked onto each other's, Huo Qifang immediately lowered his head with his heart beating faster.

This king had a pair of faintly purple eyes! The purpleness of his irises was charismatic and pierced through his heart!

Huo Qifang did not dare to look any further and shifted his gaze away to the stage.

There were only him and the four messengers on the stage. Celestial Master Zuo, who had caused him much distress, was nowhere to be seen.

"When would Celestial Master Zuo come?" He silently asked Mu Feng. He was not used to being the center of attention and especially not in front of such a large crowd. He wished for the test to start soon so it can end early.

As he was quite a solitary and reclusive person who did not like gossip, he did not know that the person testing him today had already changed.

Mu Feng gave him a strange look. Had Celestial Master Zuo not tortured him enough? Why would he look forward to his arrival?

"The person testing you today is National Celestial Master Gu."

At first, Huo Qifang was startled, but then his eyes lit up. "The Celestial Master we met on the road that day?"

Mu Feng shot him another look. This brat was typically unable to remember anyone he met, but he could recall Gu Xijiu just by taking a look at her!

Already a player at such a young age!

Mu Feng found another flaw in him and humphed. "Of course it's her." He then warned him, "Don't ogle at her when she comes, or someone would dig your eyes out and step on them!"

"I won't!" Huo Qifang spoke with a straight face. "I respect her, and venerate her like a goddess!" he added.

Mu Feng was speechless by his words.

"The National Celestial Master has arrived," someone shouted.

The crowd raised their heads and saw a white-jade chariot drawn by a snow white mythological beast flying from the east to the top of the Open Heaven Stage. The coachman was a handsome blue-shirted young man who was brimming with energy. He was the one who had made the announcement earlier.