Free Web NovelChapter 545: Chapter 331: Fireworks Show (Part 2)
’Surely my Poison Skills and Evil Arts can’t all be useless against her.’
As he was pondering this, Zou Feng noticed Mu Wanrou’s crazed laughter growing louder and louder as she spun continuously, rising high into the sky.
Many disciples, drawn by the commotion, had gathered nearby, all looking up to watch the spectacle.
When they saw that Mu Wanrou truly looked on the verge of a successful Foundation Establishment, some began to shout their congratulations.
But everyone soon realized something was wrong.
A long time passed, yet Mu Wanrou was still laughing, still spinning endlessly.
She couldn’t stop at all!
At the same time, her body continuously released vast amounts of colorful Spiritual Qi. It was exceptionally dazzling and quite beautiful, creating a marvelous spectacle in the sky.
"Enough! Stop it now!!"
An Inner Sect Elder, who had also come to watch the spectacle, roared this out. He could already tell things were going horribly wrong.
The words of warning had barely left his lips when a tremendous bang echoed from the sky.
BANG—
Amidst the dazzling, colorful light of the Spiritual Qi, Mu Wanrou, who had become a human gyroscope, simply exploded!
It was as if she had used all her strength to put on a grand fireworks display for everyone present.
The explosion even took the shape of an incomparably profound vortex.
At the very moment she forged her Celestial Tier Dao Foundation, Mu Wanrou transformed into a blooming firework, and then her body perished and her Dao vanished...
This utterly inconceivable scene left Zou Feng completely stunned.
He had just been forced to reluctantly admit that this side effect had, contrary to his expectations, created a formidable enemy for him.
And then Mu Wanrou had immediately gone and exploded...
Opening the List of Gods, he saw her name had indeed disappeared. There was no room for doubt.
After a long moment of silence, Zou Feng finally realized that being immersed in that "vortex" was a truly terrifying affair.
The damn thing had thrown Mu Wanrou into a state of complete chaos.
Not only did she fail to stop her Foundation Establishment, but she even developed the delusion that she could charge straight to a Celestial Tier Dao Foundation.
And that was what led to this end...
Of course, this was definitely a good thing for Zou Feng. He’d finally avoided inexplicably creating a powerful enemy for himself.
Zou Feng paid it no more mind. He leaped down from the treetop and departed.
Though this incident had been nothing more than a false alarm, it put Zou Feng on high alert.
Mu Wanrou ultimately failed to turn the side effect into a boon, but that didn’t mean others wouldn’t succeed where she had failed.
The higher the Realm of the bigwigs on his list, the more prone to accidents the side effects became.
As the saying goes, one man’s poison is another’s honey.
So, not every side effect could reliably bring down some of those special big shots.
From now on, he would have to be exceptionally careful when choosing whom to transfer side effects to.
After this whole fiasco with Mu Wanrou, Zou Feng was even less inclined to take Luo Yingning’s earlier threats to heart.
’Her saying I’d be in mortal danger soon? Pure nonsense!’
Returning to the Hongxing Inn, Zou Feng dedicated himself to preparing a congratulatory gift for Jiang Wanzhao.
To say Zou Feng had no interest in the "Blessed Fortune" personally bestowed by the Celestial Dao Cauldron would be lying to himself.
He was trying to forge a superior Celestial Tier Dao Foundation, and he felt that the Heart of the Ant King alone wasn’t enough.
If he could get something good from the "Blessed Gift Package," it would naturally save him the trouble of searching for it himself.
「The next day」
With his preparations complete, Zou Feng headed alone to Rakshasa Palace, where Jiang Wanzhao resided.
It was worth noting that while the Celestial Dao Cauldron would bestow a blessed gift during a True Disciple’s birthday banquet, it only did so for the grand celebrations held once every hundred years.
It wouldn’t make an appearance for every single birthday.
As he approached Rakshasa Palace, he saw Leng Jing waving to him from the crowd far in the distance.
"My friend, is your gift all prepared?" He was clearly very concerned about whether Zou Feng could remain "in favor" with Jiang Wanzhao.
Just as Zou Feng nodded, a person riding a miniature Flying Celestial Ship descended rapidly from the sky nearby.
The moment the man appeared, an endless chorus of greetings erupted from the surrounding crowd.
"Greetings, Brother Zhao!"
"Brother Zhao, thank you for your hard work guarding the Wailing Demon Grotto!"
The man known as Brother Zhao was strikingly handsome and martial-looking. Dressed in white robes, he had an ethereal, celestial air about him.
He held his head high, merely offering a faint, indifferent nod in response to the numerous greetings.
Before Zou Feng could ask, Leng Jing explained, "That’s Zhao Feixiong. Celestial Tier Dao Foundation. Aside from you, he’s currently the Ancestor’s most successful investment."
"Keep it up, my friend. I believe it won’t be long before you surpass him."
In truth, Zou Feng had no interest in such internal competition. As long as everyone kept to themselves, he was fine with it.
But Leng Jing’s next words took Zou Feng by surprise.
"This Zhao Feixiong, his strength and potential are indeed impressive, but his brain is a little..."
"A little what?"
Leng Jing lowered his voice. "The kid is always scheming about marrying the Ancestor, and he even proclaims it in public from time to time."
"It’s a good thing he’s so strong. Otherwise, the Ancestor would have probably slapped him to death with a single palm strike long ago."
’Obsessed with Jiang Wanzhao?’
’His taste is certainly... unique. You could call him a lolicon, I guess, but Jiang Wanzhao is already five hundred years old.’
Looking back at Zhao Feixiong, he had clearly prepared a great many gifts and was now directing people to unload them from his Flying Celestial Ship.
Zou Feng only glanced over casually, but he quickly realized something was off.
’These gifts from Zhao Feixiong... they look more like a betrothal offering. Is he planning to propose to Jiang Wanzhao in public again?’
The next moment, as if sensing Zou Feng’s gaze, Zhao Feixiong turned around.
He had clearly heard about Zou Feng before and recognized him at once.
Then, Zhao Feixiong actually walked slowly toward Zou Feng, his eyes filled with approval. "You must be Zou Feng, Junior Brother Zou?"
Seeing this, Zou Feng had no choice but to reply, "I am."
"I’ve heard a great deal about you. Well done. Senior Sister Jiang didn’t misjudge you!"
"You must continue to work hard and help ease Senior Sister Jiang’s burdens..." Zhao Feixiong began to exhort Zou Feng, speaking as if to himself.
He seemed to have completely assumed the role of Jiang Wanzhao’s Dao Companion, taking personal pride in anything that benefited her.
In response, Zou Feng could only offer an awkward yet polite smile.
"If all goes according to plan, today won’t just be Senior Sister Jiang’s birthday banquet—it will also be our wedding day! Junior Brother Zou, you must have a few extra drinks to celebrate!"
"..."
After a moment of stunned silence, Zou Feng quickly agreed.
At this, Zhao Feixiong’s tone suddenly shifted. "Junior Brother Zou, I see that the space between your eyebrows is dark. I fear an unforeseen disaster will befall you soon!"
’If any other senior brother in the Celestial Tier Dao Foundation Realm had told him this, Zou Feng might have actually taken it seriously. But coming from Zhao Feixiong, it just sounded completely unreliable.’
Seeing Zou Feng’s lack of reaction, Leng Jing hastily coughed and explained, "Brother Zhao is proficient in the Face Reading Skill..."
"Thank you for the warning, Brother Zhao. May I ask if there is a way to resolve this disaster?"
Since the topic had been raised, Zou Feng felt obliged to play along and ask.
He expected Zhao Feixiong to give some vague, perfunctory response like any other fortune-teller. However, Zhao Feixiong did not; he just frowned and continued to study Zou Feng’s face.
After a good long while, Zhao Feixiong sighed deeply. "Junior Brother Zou, don’t blame your senior brother for being blunt..."
"Brother Zhao, please speak your mind!"
"This disaster of yours... is hopeless!" Zhao Feixiong shook his head, looking quite regretful.
’This guy is nuts!’
Zou Feng nearly swore out loud. ’This Zhao Feixiong was just praising me a moment ago, but after a quick face reading, he starts spouting complete nonsense.’
’What kind of bullshit Face Reading Skill is this? It can’t possibly be more impressive than True Monarch Tianyan’s astrology, can it?’
"Wait, no, perhaps there is a way... Junior Brother Zou, do you happen to have many Dao Companions?" Zhao Feixiong exclaimed, suddenly changing his tune.
By this point, Zou Feng just wanted to ignore him and walk away, but he ultimately nodded.
"From this moment on, if you refrain from the company of women, there might be a chance to avert this disaster!" Zhao Feixiong said with a solemn expression.
’Refrain from the company of women?’
’Should I stop practicing the Dragon and Tiger Kan and Li Skill? Should I just dismiss my Dao Companions and abandon them?’
Zou Feng clasped his hands in a salute. "Brother Zhao, I have some minor things to attend to, so I won’t disturb you further!"
With that said, before Zhao Feixiong could say another word, Zou Feng turned and walked away.
