Chapter 284: Her Only Disciple

Countless lights shone brightly like stars.

Liang Yan couldn’t see, but he could hear every prayer from the followers.

Liang Yan smiled slightly, formed a magical seal, and drew a ball of black fire from his chest—this was the true evil spirit.

The evil spirit transformed into Liang Yan’s black-clad appearance once more. “You wouldn’t destroy me just for a mere group of commoners, would you? Think about how they treated you back then. How did they treat the most important people to you? It’s not worth it for those wretches! We should destroy them, make them suffer, and let the human world fall into chaos, right?”

Ah Bao’s big eyes blinked a couple of times.

[If it weren’t for making Liang Yan act, I would have slapped this dog-like evil spirit to his second aunt’s house by now.]

Liang Yan slapped the evil spirit’s handsome face with great force. “Get lost! This is the world she cherishes; you have no right to mess with it!”

The slap was so powerful that it dispersed the evil spirit’s three souls and seven spirits.

Taoist Baiyun: “…”

The power of the deity is truly formidable!

Ah Bao giggled happily. “Ah Yan is awesome!”

“My Ah Bao.” Liang Yan couldn’t see, but the malevolent energy on him was dissipating, replaced by fragments of devotion. “I only wish for you to grow up safely.”

This was his greatest wish in this life.

“Unfortunately, I can’t see anymore, but that child will. My heart is at ease.”

“Ah Yan, why is your soul so weak?” Ah Bao was anxious. Even though she had killed the evil spirit and removed the inner demon, Liang Yan’s divine presence was still fading.

“Ah Bao, my Ah Bao, if you are well, I have no regrets, never regret.”

Ah Bao suddenly remembered “the ten great deities promised to serve the master through all lifetimes.”

Clearly, the ancestors of the Di family had already released one of her souls, so Liang Yan should not need further support. Why was he still so weak?

“Little princess, the divine seal of Liang Yan has been removed. If his soul disperses, he may never be reborn.”

“It’s the support formation! It’s draining his spiritual power! Ah Yan, what did you support? Speak quickly!”

“Si Yunxiao…”

Baiyun was startled. “The God of Life, Si Yunxiao?”

The national god of Feng Kingdom.

“I see, you were helping Yunxiao?”

“Yes.”

“By the way, where is Bai Mochen?”

Her only disciple.

She wasn’t heartless; she always remembered Bai Mochen, but it seemed she hadn’t heard from him for a long time.

She didn’t know what had happened to Bai Mochen after her death.

“He…” Liang Yan didn’t have time to speak. His ethereal form floated in the air for a while before returning to the statue.

Ah Bao was anxious but could only sigh.

It seemed Liang Yan also didn’t know Mochen’s whereabouts.

Well then.

Liang Yan was on the verge of dispersing his soul. She had to kick him out of the support formation!

However, the support formation on Liang Yan was related to Si Yunxiao.

How did these two end up together?

Find Leng Qingliu!

When Ah Bao returned to the general’s mansion, Di Chenyu and the others outside the temple had just regained consciousness.

Di Zian rubbed his head. “What happened just now? Why do I feel so dizzy?”

Di Chenyu’s face darkened. “Where is my sister?”

Taoist Baiyun said, “Your Highness, the little princess has been taken back to the general’s mansion by Eunuch Feng. The little princess instructed that you should return on your own once you wake up.”

That night, the originally clear sky began to drizzle.

Ah Bao looked at the rain, [A timely rain. After this rain, the plague in Lingnan will disappear.]

The Tyrant who walked out heard Ah Bao’s thoughts and knew she had been to the temple tonight. This rain must be related to Ah Bao.

In the end, the plague in Lingnan would come to an end.

“That’s great!”

“Why is my little girl in such a hurry? Let’s enjoy the rain together,” the Tyrant said happily.

Ah Bao waved her little hand. “Daddy, where is Leng Qingliu?”

“In the backyard. Why are you looking for him?”

Ah Bao took off running. “Just a small matter.”

The Tyrant was puzzled but happened to see Baiyun arriving. “Taoist, wait. Come here and tell me what happened in the temple just now.”

Taoist Baiyun had no choice but to explain everything to the Tyrant.

After all, only he and Feng Zhuo were conscious; Di Chenyu and the others were unconscious.

When Ah Bao found Leng Qingliu, he was still trailing behind Feng Batian, almost wearing out his tongue trying to persuade Feng Batian to return to the Feng Kingdom as emperor.

If Feng Batian refused to go, he followed like a tail.

He really took the persistence of a stubborn adhesive plaster to the extreme.

“Little princess, oh my goodness, great savior, you’re finally back!” Leng Qingliu was overjoyed upon seeing Ah Bao, as if he had seen the light.

He couldn’t persuade Prince Feng Batian, but the little princess could definitely persuade him.

“What about the dying tree?” Ah Bao stretched out her hand.

Leng Qingliu shuddered. “Ah?”

“The small tree that was dying.”

Leng Qingliu slapped his thigh. “Oh, our national god is here. Please wait, I’ll go fetch it for you.”

The little tree of the Feng Kingdom was even more revered than the sacred water of the Earth Kingdom.

It was their national divine tree, representing the state of the God of Life.

It had been on the verge of withering, but now it had started to sprout new buds.

Ah Bao looked at the divine tree in front of her.

[Si Yunxiao, are you about to vanish as well? Are you two great fools, brothers in hardship, so easy to deal with? You think we’re close, but when I saved you and taught you how to ascend, I didn’t intend for you to come and die for me!]

Feng Batian: “…”

The boss was upset.

“Has this thing ever bloomed?”

Leng Qingliu turned pale and his eyes turned red with tears. “What are you talking about? It… has never even sprouted buds or bloomed. I heard that when the Feng Kingdom was first established, it did bloom, but that was only once, over a hundred years ago. The Feng Kingdom at that time was a golden age.”

“Wasn’t the golden age destroyed?” Ah Bao pouted.

Leng Qingliu retracted his neck. Actually, the downfall of the Feng Kingdom was due to a feeble and incompetent emperor. The emperor had been living a life of indulgence and ignoring state affairs, and eventually, the army of the Fire Kingdom came, and the feeble emperor surrendered.

However, the feeble emperor had reached an agreement with the Fire Kingdom emperor that the Feng Kingdom could become a vassal state, but the imperial seal had to remain with the Feng royal family.

The domestic power was fully handed over to the Fire Kingdom emperor.

Later, the Feng royal family gradually declined, scattered among the people, until the Feng royal family members died or dispersed.

Now, the Feng Kingdom was a headless mess, with its land intact but everything else in ruin.

Being the emperor of the Feng Kingdom was truly a tough job, with everything to rebuild!

“I can make it bloom,” Ah Bao said with a smile, no longer anxious as she had already thought of a solution.

“Ah?” Leng Qingliu seemed to have heard wrong. “Really? Really?”

If the divine tree bloomed, it would signify the arrival of a wise ruler, the revival of the Feng Kingdom, and the rekindling of hope.

The Leng family had always seen guarding the Feng royal family as their duty. Now, if the Feng Kingdom were to be revived, even if it cost him his life, it would be worth it.