Chapter 440 - Jingzhou, Do You Think I’m a Three-Year-Old Child?
Chapter 440: Jingzhou, Do You Think I’m a Three-Year-Old Child?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Feng Ling came back to her senses, the king had already let go of her.
With the king’s large hand on her face, she could feel his temperature.
He muttered, “Little Ling’er.”
Feng Ling blinked her big eyes at him with a complicated expression.
Suddenly, she remembered that this person had no memory of the next life at all. She raised her hand in anger and took his hand off her face.
The king’s eyes darkened with danger.
“Are you thinking about that man again?”
“I…”
Feng Ling couldn’t explain herself. She suddenly shook her head. “Don’t make wild guesses.”
“Who’s Yan?”
“…”
Feng Ling inexplicably sensed a strong jealousy.
The king pulled her into his arms again and hugged her as he said domineeringly, “If you don’t make yourself clear today, don’t even think about leaving.”
“…”
At this moment, a figure walked over from afar. It looked like the guard commander.
Feng Ling wanted to come out of the king’s embrace, but she was hugged even tighter.
“Someone’s here.”
“Mm.”
The king’s aura instantly changed, becoming stern and fierce.
The guard commander, who was far away, lowered his head and didn’t dare to look at them. After walking over, he lowered his head and said to the king, “Reporting to Your Majesty, we found traces of that demonic cultivator by the Consort Dowager1‘s palace.”
“She has entered the Consort Dowager’s palace?” When Feng Ling heard this, she immediately frowned.
She struggled in the king’s arms.
The king finally let go of her.
Feng Ling said, “Let’s go take a look.”
The king nodded.
The two of them led the guard commander towards the Consort Dowager’s palace.
The Consort Dowager’s palace was named Autumn Glory Palace. It was south of the palace. After the late emperor passed away, the Consort Dowagers chanted scriptures for the late emperor daily in their own palace and usually didn’t come out.
The two of them arrived outside the gate of Autumn Glory Palace. When the guards guarding the gate saw the two of them, some people came over to kowtow, and some people quickly went to report.
Feng Ling stood outside and sensed it before saying to the king, “That demonic aura entered the temple hall.”
The king’s expression darkened slightly. He said to the guard commander, “Seal this place immediately.”
“Yes.”
The guard commander immediately sent someone over.
Feng Ling also quickly formed a barrier. After the barrier covered the entire palace, the people sent by the Consort Dowager to welcome them quickly came out and invited them in.
In the inner hall of Autumn Glory Palace’s temple hall, when the two of them walked to the outer hall, the Consort Dowager quickly welcomed them after hearing the news.
“Your Majesty, Priestess, what brings the two of you here?”
“Consort Dowager, someone from the Demon Realm has come to hide here. Go back and rest. We’ll leave after we deal with the person.”
When the Consort Dowager heard this, she was shocked. She quickly looked at the king and clarified for herself, “Your Majesty, I have nothing to do with the Demon Realm. I don’t know why that person wanted to come here.”
The king nodded and said, “Listen to Little Ling’er and go back to rest.”
“Oh, okay, okay, okay.”
The Consort Dowager turned to leave.
Feng Ling stopped her. “Consort Dowager, wait.”
She quickly stopped.
Feng Ling gave her a talisman. “Wear this talisman on you. When the time comes, the person from the Demon Realm won’t be able to enter your residence.”
The Consort Dowager quickly took it and nodded at Feng Ling before leaving with her personal servant.
She wisely chose not to ask about other things.
After the Consort Dowager left, Feng Ling called for a palace maid from Autumn Glory Palace. “Take us to the temple hall.”
“Yes.”
After walking through a few long corridors and circling a few buildings, the group walked to the door outside the temple hall.
The door was wide open.
Feng Ling gestured for everyone to stop.
Other than the light of candles coming from the hall, the ancestral hall was pitch-black.
Feng Ling sensed her surroundings again and quickly took out a string of beads and threw them into the temple hall.
The beads disappeared into the night.
Feng Ling said to the king, “This person from the Demon Realm wants to use the righteous aura in the temple hall as a cover to deceive us.”
“Will you be injured if you go in?” The king was only concerned about this.
Feng Ling pursed her lips slightly and didn’t answer him, because that person from the Demon Realm had never appeared before and was only considered to have suddenly appeared after she injured Feng Lan.
Having returned to half a year ago, no matter how she tried to change them, those things that she had experienced would return to normal in another form.
At the thought of this, Feng Ling frowned.
In the next second, her wrist was grabbed.
The king said, “Since you’re going to be injured, don’t go in.”
Feng Ling looked at the king and shook her head. “I won’t be injured.”
She had never been injured before.
At the thought of this, she pulled her wrist out and walked in.
The king didn’t let go of her but walked in with her.
Feng Ling said in disagreement, “Don’t go in.”
“The person from the Demon Realm can’t hurt me.”
The king was blessed by the heavens. With the golden light protecting his body, someone from the Demon Realm indeed couldn’t hurt him.
Feng Ling didn’t say anything else.
The two of them walked into the temple hall’s courtyard.
It was still raining. The king was holding an oil paper umbrella while Chu Luo was holding a palace lamp. If it weren’t for the fact that the surrounding atmosphere was a little too quiet, it was impossible to tell that the two of them had gone in to deal with someone from the demonic path.
Just as they were about to reach the door of the temple hall inside, the palace lamp suddenly seemed to have been blown by something and was about to go out.
Feng Ling raised her finger and tapped on the palace lamp. The candlelight inside returned to normal.
Walking under the roof of the temple hall, the king put away the oil paper umbrella in his hand and pushed open the door.
The fragrance of incense in the temple hall assaulted their noses. There were some god statues consecrated in front of them, and only the table under the god statue was lit with incense. The atmosphere inside was solemn.
The two of them walked in.
The moment they walked in, the door behind them closed automatically.
The Buddha Face, which was originally benevolent, suddenly became fierce.
“Hmph, how dare you play such tricks in front of us. You’re courting death.”
As soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, she handed the palace lamp to the king and a sword appeared in her hand as she walked towards the Buddha statue in front.
With every step she took, a ball of flames rose from the ground.
When the red flames reached her, they turned black.
When the king saw this, he couldn’t help but remind her worriedly, “Ling’er, be careful.”
Feng Ling turned to look at him and nodded at him. Her figure flashed and she disappeared on the spot.
In the next moment, a Buddha statue moved. A demon made of black aura suddenly jumped out of the Dharmic Artifact in the Buddha statue’s hand.
The demon conjured up countless mouths that opened and sucked.
Everything in the temple hall was sucked up by the demon. Even the king standing there was about to get sucked in.
The king looked at the demon coldly and didn’t move.
Seeing that the king didn’t get sucked over, the demon was furious and wanted to pounce on him.
In the next moment, a sword stabbed towards the demon’s back.
As though the sword had stabbed a hole into its body, the black aura on the demon kept leaking out.
Feng Ling appeared in front of the demon and the sword in her hand flew towards it.
While Feng Ling and the demon were fighting, the other Buddha statue looked towards the king standing there and turned invisible before quickly attacking him.
The king had been watching Feng Ling. Sensing danger, he quickly put down the palace lamp in his hand and took out his sword to stab at the controlled Buddha statue.
“Your Majesty, be careful.”
“I’m fine.”
The king looked at the Buddha statue that was being controlled in front of him, and a trace of sharpness appeared in his eyes. He quickly drew his sword, and when the tip of the sword hit the Buddha statue that was made of copper, it suddenly made a clear sound. The sword was quickly grabbed by the Buddha statue’s hand.
The Buddha statue’s lips curled into a strange smile. He extended his other hand and a ball of black aura slammed towards the king’s heart.
Feng Ling happened to see this scene. Her expression changed and she quickly shouted, “Phoenix, protect the king.”
Phoenix quickly flew out from her wrist.
However, she was still a step too late. That ball of black aura had slammed into the king’s chest.
Just as Feng Ling widened her eyes, a dazzling golden light flashed.
In the next second, painful roars came from the temple hall.
When the golden light flashed, Feng Ling subconsciously shielded her eyes. When she opened them, all she could see was a disheveled mess. The black demon and the controlled Buddha statue had disappeared.
Feng Ling quickly looked at the king, who was standing there with a fierce aura.
She subconsciously asked, “Your Majesty, are you okay?”
The king, who had been looking down and thinking about something, suddenly clutched his heart and looked at her. “Something’s wrong.”
When Feng Ling heard this, she quickly ran over to support him. At the same time, she grabbed his wrist and took his pulse.
Seeing the undisguised worry on her petite face, the king subconsciously smiled happily.
Feng Ling realized that there was nothing wrong with him and was about to retract her hand.
However, before she could retract her wrist, the king grabbed it.
The king pressed her hand against his chest and said, “It hurts here.”
Feng Ling looked at the serious expression on his face and wondered if he was taking this opportunity to make her take advantage of him.
She was embarrassed at the thought of this.
She said with a straight face, “That person from the Demon Realm didn’t hurt you just now. Instead, the golden light on your body shattered that person.”
The king looked puzzled. “So I used an ability that I shouldn’t have used, so my heart hurts?”
“…” Feng Ling was silent for a few seconds before saying angrily, “Jingzhou (the king’s name), do you think I’m a three-year-old child?”
When the king heard this, the smile on his face widened. He pulled her into his arms and said happily, “Little Ling’er, you haven’t called me that in a long time.”