c293: 293 Minister under the Skirt (15) (2)

While that group discussed how Chuzheng couldn’t fully utilize the Divine Artifact’s power, the silver spikes shot towards them with a ‘whoosh whoosh.’

“Be careful!”

The power of the rhombic spindle was greater than the robed men had imagined.

It was even more formidable than the silver sword from before. They rained down from the sky, overwhelming the formation. Bouncing off, they took a turn in the air and smashed down again.

They seemed to be alive, possessing the ability to move on their own.

In just a moment, the formation was riddled with cracks, and then, like a collapsing mountainside, it began to crumble.

Chuzheng landed on the rooftop, the noise from below rising and falling in waves. The building that had been destroyed just a moment ago now appeared intact.

Powder drifted down from the sky, the air was filled with twinkling silver points that refused to stop shimmering.

Chuzheng raised her hand, and the starlight immediately converged, falling into her palm and turning into a fine thread that wrapped around her wrist.

Chuzheng touched her wrist and looked into the distance.

“You’re so amazing!” the Tianjin Mouse popped its head out, its fiery red eyes full of astonishment.

“Hmm.”

“…” Humans are like this, not modest at all.

The Tianjin Mouse thought for a moment, “Who were those people just now?”

Chuzheng replied, “Weren’t they here for you?” You’re the one who should be asking that question! I got dragged into this mess, okay?! You’re the one they’re after, you killed them, so why should I have to bother fighting them?

The more Chuzheng thought about it, the angrier she got.

She grabbed the Tianjin Mouse and gave it a rough rubdown.

The Tianjin Mouse protested, “How would I know? Those people suddenly appeared wanting to dig out my heart, they must be insane. You humans are so selfish.”

“Hmm.”

“…”

I’m insulting you, you know!!

“Chirp…”

Just as Chuzheng was about to switch locations, she heard a faint voice.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw the big bird hanging on the rooftop, its feathers nearly plucked clean, looking quite ridiculous.

“Do you want to eat?” Chuzheng asked the Tianjin Mouse, offering it a bonus meal.

The Tianjin Mouse turned up its nose, “I won’t eat.”

Who would want that when there’s Fire Crystal to eat?

Wu Di thought, “Damn it! At least show me some respect, I’m a Holy Beast!!!”

In the end, Wu Di was still picked up by Chuzheng because it seemed to know something.

Wu Di was spread-eagled, tied up between several trees.

Chuzheng stood with her arms folded in front of it, her cold gaze as though she was contemplating where to begin.

“Tell me where you guys came from.”

The proud beak of Wu Di spat out in disdain.

“Your master is dead, and you still want to serve him?” Chuzheng pulled out a kitchen knife from nowhere, “I can grant you that wish.”

Wu Di struggled frantically.

Chuzheng approached it with the knife in hand.

Wu Di was so terrified that it forgot how to cry out.

This woman had single-handedly taken down its masters; Wu Di was scared to the point of nearly wetting itself.

With its masters gone, staying alive was what mattered.

Wu Di shamelessly pleaded, “I’ll tell you anything you want to know, just don’t kill me!”

The kitchen knife gleamed coldly at Wu Di’s throat.

“Where do you come from?”

“Dongyuan, we came down from Dongyuan.”

“Dongyuan?”

She had never heard of this place… Come down? That meant the place was higher than where she was currently.

“High” could refer to power, status, or even literal altitude…

Chuzheng was silent for a few seconds, “What place is Dongyuan?”

Wu Di, in fear of Chuzheng cutting it with the knife, spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube.