The Fire of Love the Great Goddess
Eps. 45: Mischief
The Sky Palace, despite having twice as many inhabitants as Qingqiu, did not necessarily make it such a desolate place. The people here are very interesting, especially those – servants of the fairies who work in every corner of the palace every day. There is always gossip spread by word of mouth, making others know information that has not even been widely spread.
Today, they were talking about Dongfang Yue bringing a child to the Sky Palace after not coming home for a few days. The cute girl who likes to dress in green, round cheeks and puffiness is instantly a warm conversation.
Because the attitude of the little boy was very wild and naughty. Just a few hours had arrived, he had already messed up the spiritual pond in Tianhua Palace, the residence of the Celestial Concubine.
Somehow he went there, when the servants found him, the courtyard of Tianhua Palace was already inundated. Apparently, the water in the spiritual pond was overflowing, flooding other areas and soaking it to the ankles. A-Rou, the main culprit, actually played cheerfully and jumped while catching the fish that came out of the pond.
Fortunately, Song Zi arrived in time and managed to shake off the floodwaters extending to another palace. A-Rou was brought into Tianwu Palace, and his clothes were replaced with new ones.
Because he used to wear green clothes,
as he uses another, softer color, A-Rou is a little unfamiliar. She asked Song Zi to replace it again with green, but her wish was not fulfilled because there were no other green clothes here.
“What is the Sky Palace so poor? In Qingqiu and the Undercurrent World, I even have over ten green-colored clothes!”
His round cheeks puffed up like puffer fish. Song Zi who was used to being serious was unable to contain her anxiety. This kid, it seems so special. The Celestial Emperor brought him here. The sign is that this child is no ordinary child. He had something that no other god's son had.
“Little Goddess, Tian Jun has a habit of wearing plain clothes with elegant colors. If you want to protest, please talk to Tian Jun,” Song Zi said.
“Is the Emperor of Heaven really like that? Doesn't mean everyone has to follow their tastes, right?”
“Ah, that, I don't have the answer.”
“Huh, talk yes talk! I'll see him now!”
A-Rou jumped out, dashing swiftly towards Dongfang Yue's study. Song Zi was unable to catch up to him because Dongfang Yue had told her not to restrict A-Rou's wiggle room and let him do whatever he wanted. A-Rou hurriedly drugged the guards, and dashed into the study.
“Uncle! I don't want to wear this color!” shout A-Rou.
At that time, some god ministers were reporting something. They were shocked to see a little boy, a girl, barging into the study without knocking on the door. Since when did Tianwu Palace become loose until carelessly anyone could enter?
“How dare you barge into the Tian Jun study room without permission!” snarled one of the gods ministers.
Dongfang Yue's expression sank into the darkness, her eyes staring intently at the god minister who had just spoken out in a loud voice. He clenched his hand, and instantly kicked the table.
“Supply! Who gave you the right to yell at him?!”
The ink inside the already ground container instantly spilled, leaving a black stain on the floor. The table shook, some papers and report books fell. Those who were in the room were instantly stunned, as if souls had left their bodies.
Dongfang Yue suddenly got up and walked over to A-Rou. He crouched down in front of her and held her shoulder. “You don't want this color?”
A-Rou nodded. “I want to wear green. It was the color I have always worn since Master brought me to the Underworld.”
“Good.”
In an instant, A-Rou's clothes had already turned green. The bundle of moss jumped up in excitement, because the clothes he was wearing turned out to be more beautiful and nicer than the ones he used daily.
“Do not force others to follow your tastes. This world is created not with just one color.”
“I never forced them. Go first, we will practice in three hours.”
A-Rou nodded and quickly ran out. After Dongfang Yue stood up, the god ministers held their breaths. The expression on their king's face changed again in an instant. He turned cold again, and the room temperature inside there turned as cold as the Northern Mountains.
Another god minister ventured to ask, “Tian Jun, who was that little boy?”
“Muridku,” Dongfang Yue replied briefly, in his heart he continued: and also my daughter.
They gasp. Didn't the Celestial Emperor accept no other disciples besides A-Xian? Where did their king get such a brazen new disciple?
“Ah?”
“Go. I don't want to see your faces.”
Although the business is not finished, but saving yourself is an important point at this time. They had already enraged the Celestial Emperor by snapping at his new disciple. If they don't leave soon, their divinity will be threatened. Moreover, it had been a long time since they had seen the Celestial Emperor angry over such a small matter.
“Then, we will give the details of the problem to Lord Song Zi. Tian Jun, we will go now.”
Dongfang Yue gave a small nod without turning around, without turning her head in the slightest. Even after the god ministers came out, Dongfang Yue still turned her back on them.
***
Bai Feng Xian nonchalantly walked inside Tianwu Palace, ignoring the sight of the fairy maids who had crossed paths with him. The fairy servants were still not satisfied gossiping about her. They were even talking about the little girl brought by the Celestial Emperor, connecting her with Bai Feng Xian.
“This Sky Kingdom, until when will it continue to twitter?”
“Sister-in-law, do you miss my brother so much that you don't pay attention to the road?”
Bai Feng Xian looked over. Sang Hui tilted his grin, then let go of Bai Feng Xian. It was fortunate that his reflex movements were fast, otherwise, this would-be brother-in-law would have been lying face down on the floor of the Sky Palace. Bai Feng Xian hurriedly controlled himself.
“Omong empty! Who misses your sister?”
“Then you must miss that little goddess, right?”
“The bundle of green moss is here?”
The Hui nodded.
“She even almost made the Sky Palace flood and barged into the Tian Jun workspace, whining about wanting to change the color of her clothes to green.”
Oh my God, that bad boy! Wherever he went, he would be troublemaking!
“Where is he now?”
“Maybe you are playing.”
Song Zi not long after, ran over to them with a panicked face. Bai Feng Xian and Sang Hui looked at him in surprise. It was not usual for Song Zi to lose her composure and control. “Your Second Highness, Goddess, there is a big problem! Little Goddess pluck out the feathers of Ning Sui bird belonging to Tian Jun!”
Bai Feng Xian and Sang Hui turned their backs. The Ning Sui bird was a holy spiritual beast of great importance to Dongfang Yue. The bird is ten thousand years old, it will soon change to human form. Dongfang Yue took him from the Miao Yao Sea while repairing the Demon King seal and made him her pet.
In the Sky Palace, after A-Xian, the Ning Sui bird was the second object that should not be disturbed. Whoever dares to touch it, will be punished. Bai Feng Xian and Sang Hui immediately went to where the Ning Sui birds were, and they were taken aback by the sight that was there.
That beautifully colorful furry Ning Sui bird, was now nothing more than a bird ready to roast. All of his fur had fallen out and was scattered on the ground. Not far from him, A-Rou was trying to pluck Ning Sui's head feathers bald. The little boy jumped up and down, occasionally using his magic to fly and fall again.
The Ning Sui bird despite being ten thousand years old, when compared to the power that was within A-Rou's body, he still lost far. The Ning Sui bird could not escape as its legs were tied to a rope from the soul-binding wood fiber. He could only resign when the little child of fox descent plucked his fur until it fell out and became bald.
“Naughty boy, what are you doing?” bai Feng Xian asked, with bated emotions.
A-Rou only glanced at him a glance.
“Shaving a bird.”
“Hey, son, do you know what bird you mistreated?” ask Sang Hui.
“Birds Ning Sui.”
“Then why are you still doing it?”
“Because I want to. This ugly bird wags its tail at me, and I'm not happy.”
The Hui was stunned. The more he noticed, the temperament of A-Rou was indeed increasingly similar to that of Dongfang Yue. Speak only a few words, so short, dense, and clear. As if talking in more words would only waste the most precious time.
“Auntie, what if we burn it? The meat must be tender!”
“A-Rou, stop it now or I will return you to the Undercurrent World!”
Hearing the goddess aunt and teacher not directly threaten him, A-Rou's guts that had been so big shrieked. He was unable to deal with Bai Feng Xian. I don't know what the reason was, but A-Rou quickly ran towards Bai Feng Xian with a pouting face. He is not satisfied playing. The feathers on Ning Sui's bird's head he hasn't pulled them all out yet.
“Tian Jun would be angry if he knew his spiritual beast was turned into a roasted bird like this,” Sang Hui said. “We have to return all the feathers before my brother comes.”
“How to?” bai Feng Xian asked. “Ning Sui is not a bird that can grow its feathers by magic.”
“How about you use your fox fur to cover it?”
“Can we?”
“We just try!”
In order to save A-Rou and the Ning Sui bird, Bai Feng Xian was forced to comply. He used his fox fur which was equivalent to five hundred years of spiritual forging to create a replica of the Ning Sui bird feather. The fox fur then enveloped Ning Sui's body, forming a bird feather similar to the original.
Unfortunately, it didn't last long. Dongfang Yue suddenly came to that place without notice. The Ning Sui bird who felt herself being mauled roared loudly. The fake fur that was stuck to his body fell out, returning to its original shape and falling to the ground.
Dongfang Yue looked at Bai Feng Xian, Sang Hui, and A-Rou alternately.
“What did you guys do to my Ning Sui bird?”
Bai Feng Xian then replied, “If I said the fur fell out, would you believe it?”
