The Divine Physician's Overbearing Wife Chapter 1183 - Ancestor Mo Jun I

Chapter 1183: Ancestor Mo Jun I

Emperor Xuan Yuan’s eyes were practically spitting fire out of fury. However, seeing that he was facing the danger of so many people, his intention to revolt was suppressed.

Just a while ago, he was still laughing at the crowd who were holding their heads and fleeing from the huge pot. Now, he had become the person he was laughing at.

The huge pot did not appear to have the intention to stop. Each smash was more powerful than the one before. It seemed to be going all out, venting all its fury, smas.h.i.+ng so hard that Emperor Xuan Yuan who was earlier pretending to be strong had totally lost it and was on the verge of tears.

“What do you want? What exactly do you want? Did I not just bring people to ambush you? Do you need to bully people like this?”

Feng Ruqing looked at Emperor Xuan Yuan’s crying face and waved her hand to stop the huge pot’s actions. She smiled, gently rubbed her chin, and stared at the old man who stood before her.

“Then, speak. Who exactly were you calling a little white face?”

Emperor Xuan Yuan really could not hold back his tears this time and started crying. His tears were rolling down his cheeks and he was full of grievances and resentment.

He had merely said the phrase “little white face” without much thought, and she had actually held a grudge to such an extent.

“I am the little white face. I am the little white face. Is that enough?”

No one who had reached Emperor Xuan Yuan’s level was unafraid of death. Everyone in this piece of land obeyed his orders. If he were to die in this kind of place, how much of a loss would that be for him?

In the beginning, he wanted to hold up his old face in front of all the emperors and thus acted as if he was very calm. Now that this group of people had already been enchanted to the point where their minds were no longer clear, he also did not have the need to care so much about his reputation and face.

Staying alive was the only most important thing!

Feng Ruqing scanned Emperor Xuan Yuan from top to bottom. “The wrinkles on your face are so plentiful that they could be used to squash mosquitos. Your skin is as dark as coal. You are telling me that you are a little white face? What about this–if you can find someone to financially support you, I will let you go!”

Emperor Xuan Yuan stopped breathing for a moment.

Although he was arrogant and proud, he still had some self-awareness.

Even though there were numerous beauties in the inner palace, these girl had only looked at the might he held and definitely did not fancy him because of his old wrinkly face! If he were to abandon this status, even finding a beautiful virgin would already be difficult, not to mention getting the opposite party to support him.

For the first time, Emperor Xuan Yuan’s heart had such admiration for a little white face. At least if he was a little white face, he could find someone to support him, and this life of his could still be kept…

But now, he had an urge to cry out loud without holding back.

“Young lady, I am already so old. Do not make things difficult for me. I just heard that you had subdued the spirit beasts and was worried that these spirit beasts would bring harm to Fang Zhu Mainland. That was why we had planned to first destroy you and make the spirit beasts leaderless so that they would be easier to handle.”

Feng Ruqing squinted. “Who told you that spirit beasts would bring harm to this mainland?”

“It was not told to me by someone else but rather pa.s.sed down by the ancestors. Back then, our ancestors had difficulties subduing these spirit beasts and thus have pa.s.sed down some rules. We humans should make spirit beasts our slaves in every generation and we must not allow them to rise up again. Otherwise … it will inevitably bring disaster to the mainland. We are just following the last words of the ancestors.”

Feng Ruqing glanced at Emperor Xuan Yuan indifferently. “Who is your ancestor?”

“Mo Jun!”

This was not a secret in Fang Zhu Mainland. There was nothing that could not be said.

After hearing this name, Feng Ruqing’s expression remained the same. Only Nan Xian’s gaze had a tinge of seriousness and a vague murderous intent flashed in his clear eyes. However, he quickly hid it away and continued to look at Feng Ruqing warmly.