Chapter 431: Chapter 159: The Aura of the Great Revered One! Xing Fengzi Invokes the Divine Spirit! (Ten Thousand Word Mega Chapter Subscription Plea)_4
The rest of the Zheng family disciples need not be mentioned further, as the "Power" attributes of these disciples mostly fluctuate between 4 and 8, with those exceeding 10 already considered among the core level of the clan.
The members of the Zheng Family who have a "Power" attribute of 20 points are already the few top pillars of the family. After all, even the Family Head of the Zheng family only has a "Power" attribute of 21.4 points.
At this moment, even Xing Fengzi, who temporarily reached 45 points in the "Power" attribute, couldn’t withstand the force and staggered several steps backward.
Not to mention the other people of the Zheng family.
Under the buffet of this wild gale, they were like leaves scattered in all directions, crying out as they were blown away.
Some slammed hard against the walls of the houses, shattering wooden walls; others fell onto the seemingly hard ground, nearly breathless from the impact; those more agile managed to land steadily on the ground, their faces filled with shock.
"Heeheehee... My old man is quite particular when fighting, and won’t cause too much harm to our relatives," the Rat Immortal chuckled playfully. "Of course, that’s provided you don’t make a move."
"Otherwise..."
Her playful laughter subsided, her smiling face quickly turning foul, sending a spine-chilling terror through those present: "There’s no need for my old man to lift a finger; just these dozens of my little rat children and grandchildren can keep you entertained."
"These dozens of our little rats are not as easy to talk to as our family of three; they are quite accustomed to eating humans!"
The Rat Immortal’s straightforward words immediately intimidated the bedraggled Zheng family disciples.
The vast difference in power between heaven and earth even led some to doubt themselves.
Was directly confronting an existence like the Rat Immortal really a rational action?
They were lost in a haze of confusion.
"Husband, your family doesn’t seem very honest," remarked the Rat Immortal Bride on Zheng Sanshi’s back, her voice tinged with teasing.
Zheng Sanshi’s face went pale.
Because at the moment the other spoke, he felt that what he was carrying was not a Rat Bride but a stone weighing several hundred pounds, the heavy burden contorting his expression with pain.
"Don’t bend your knees, oh!" the Rat Bride giggled. "If your legs bend an inch, you’ll feel a hundred pounds heavier. Consider this a minor punishment for your dishonest behavior."
"You need not worry about what’s happening here; my father and mother will handle everything. All you need to do is carry me to our bridal chamber where we’ll bow in the ceremony."
With that,
she lifted a corner of her head covering and gently blew a breath toward the side of Zheng Sanshi’s face, his twisted expression of agony freezing in place.
Dragging his heavy steps, Zheng Sanshi ignored all the chaos around him and dully responded, "Okay..."
"My bride..."
...
Among all present, only Fan Wu and Yun Jiuqing were able to sit still with ease.
The reason Fan Wu could sit with composure was that all that unfolded was within his control.
The reason Yun Jiuqing could sit still was because Daoist Priest Fan could.
At this moment,
Fan Wu watched Xing Fengzi’s performance with great interest.
Or rather...
He was watching the fierce performance between the divinely possessed Taoist Priest, the second son of Pagoda-bearing Heavenly King, and a male Rat Immortal.
That divinely possessed Xing Fengzi was clearly no match for the male Rat Immortal; every move and style of his was easily blocked by the Rat Immortal.
But every attack from the Rat Immortal seemed terrifying in the eyes of Xing Fengzi!
Each time Xing Fengzi intercepted or resisted, it was with great difficulty, even quite embarrassingly.
"Daoist Priest Fan, the three sticks of incense on Xing Fengzi’s head are burning down swiftly, already past the halfway mark," Yun Jiuqing observed a detail and reminded Fan Wu.
Observing Xing Fengzi falling into a disadvantage, Yun Jiuqing gasped, "Even divine possession is no match for the Rat Immortal, and that’s just one Rat Immortal! There’s also that Rat Immortal dressed as an old female mouse. And... the large rat that Zheng Sanshi is carrying, which logically should also be a Rat Immortal!"
"No wonder they dare to be so brazen, openly arranging a marriage. Three profoundly skilled Rat Immortals together, I suppose even the Thousand Household Leader of the Qiantian Divine of the Nanjun Prefecture would find it thorny to deal with?"
Upon hearing this, Fan Wu truthfully stated, "The Thousand Household Leader of the Qiantian Divine of the Nanjun Prefecture would probably be wiped out by them."
Yun Jiuqing: "!!!"
Yun Jiuqing thought she had already overestimated the Rat Immortals, but she realized she had still underestimated them.
All members of the Qiantian Divine of the Nanjun Prefecture combined, along with the Thousand Household Leader and the many Hundred Household Leaders, weren’t a match for these three Rat Immortals?
Hiss! Encountering such a nest of Rat Immortals, Zheng Sanshi must truly be suffering from the curse of bad luck accumulated over eight lifetimes!
Heaven knows what evils he committed in his past life.
To be treated this way by fate in his current one.
"The Crown Prince can’t hold on anymore," Fan Wu said, and then leisurely stepped forward. It was but an ordinary step, yet Yun Jiuqing saw that the Taoist Priest had, in the blink of an eye, appeared more than ten steps away!
Good gracious!
Yun Jiuqing was dumbfounded; she couldn’t comprehend how Daoist Priest Fan had managed it. It didn’t seem to be any sort of space-compressing magic, nor was it any sort of fancy footwork.
