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Chapter 979: Rong Xiu’s Plan

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yan Qing didn’t know why His Highness would suddenly want to read the Record of the Million Gods after waking up in the middle of the night. After all, he could count the number of times His Highness read it in all these years.

And every time, it was almost the time when something important happened. Did something happen now as well? The tenth scroll…?Yan Qing could only think that it was related to that person, but he couldn’t think of a reason for the ninth scroll being requested.

However, he naturally didn’t dare to ask this as he acknowledged the order, bowed, and left.

After Yan Qing left, the hall fell silent once again.

Rong Xiu closed his eyes.

The water-like moonlight wrapped his body and cast a faint shadow below his lashes.

At this point, she should already be at Ancient Phoenix Mountain. I’m not worried about how dangerous it is. After all, with her capabilities and trump cards, she should be able to handle it. However… it is still a special region after all. I wonder when that person from Beiming had left anything behind when he broke through on Ancient Phoenix Mountain… What if…?After a moment, Rong Xiu opened his eyes.

That black pyramid was as calm as usual, and it didn’t have much movement. This made him heave a slight sigh of relief.

But for some reason, he was still uneasy. It was as though… some things were out of his control.

It was fine if it were others, but he felt that it was related to her.

Knock, knock…

Knocking sounds were heard, and Rong Xiu looked up.

The door opened—Yan Qing had gone and come back, but this time, he held a copper plate in his hands.

Inside the copper plate were two bamboo scrolls, each exuding a faint light. And these were exactly the ninth and tenth ‘Record of the Million Gods’ scrolls!

“Your Highness.” Yan Qing respectfully presented the two scrolls.

Rong Xiu raised his white finger, and the two scrolls silently went up and flew to him as they floated in midair quietly.

He picked up one of the bamboo scrolls.

Every bamboo scroll was engraved with neat golden words, but only the last one was blank. No—to be more accurate, there were words on top. But for some reason, these words had faded very strongly, so it was hard to recognize them.

It was as if someone forcefully erased it.

The remaining few traces of starspots shone with a faint golden light. It was like the occasional few stars that appeared in the night sky.

Rong Xiu stared at the few golden spots, his gaze deep as he lightly sighed. “As expected…”

She actually arrived at this stage… It was much faster than I had predicted. But thinking about it, she was originally different. Even if she started all over again, she would win against ordinary people in all aspects. However…?Rong Xiu leaned against his chair and massaged his temples as his head ached.

Yan Qing worriedly asked, “Your Highness, are you alright?”

Rong Xiu shook his head and took a last glance before closing the tenth scroll. He then waved his wrist, and the scroll flew back with the wind, landing on that copper plate again.

“Nothing much. There’s just some trouble,” said Rong Xiu as his thin lips curled up, his tone helpless with a hint of undetectable love.?The next time we meet, I’m afraid I won’t have a good time…

“Prepare two more blankets for me.”

“Blankets? The one you’re using has just been changed…” Yan Qing was confused.?His Highness is very distinguished and has always had the best—no matter if it were the food he ate or the things he used. Therefore, why does he suddenly want to change his blanket?

“I don’t need it now.” Rong Xiu waved his hands and coughed. “Just have it prepared.”

Yan Qing was dazed.?Does His Highness mean… he needs to leave it for future use? But no matter where he goes, His Highness will definitely pick the most comfortable place to sleep. If he wasn’t satisfied, he would rather not sleep. He has never needed to prepare his own blankets…

“Yes, I’ll do it right away!” Yan Qing didn’t understand at all, but his instincts—which were formed from serving his master all these years—told him not to ask.

If he asked, he would not have a good outcome.

Following that, Rong Xiu opened the remaining scroll.

After looking at it for a while, he saw a few familiar words. He squinted slightly, and a golden spark suddenly appeared on his fingertip.

“Your Highness?!” Yan Qing was shocked.?What is His Highness planning to do? One has to know that this Record of the Million Gods can’t be damaged!

Rong Xiu’s fingertips moved, and a small golden spark landed on one of the scrolls.

It was like a drop into the ocean—it didn’t cause any ripples. However, this simple motion exhausted a large part of Rong Xiu’s strength.

Once his finger landed, his forehead was already covered in beads of sweat, and his lips vaguely turned white.

Yan Qing kneeled down on one knee. Even though he couldn’t see clearly, he could roughly guess what his master was doing and couldn’t help being worried.

However, he also knew that there was no use in convincing His Highness if he insisted on doing so. He could only knit his brows tightly and secretly sigh.

After doing all of this, Rong Xiu then closed the scroll and put it back on the copper plate. “Send it back.”

“…Yes!”

After Yan Qing left, Rong Xiu was left alone in the hall.

He sat there quietly for a while before standing up. However, he was no longer lethargic at this point.

The moment he took two steps out, a gigantic white figure suddenly appeared—it was Xue Xue.

It seemed to have felt something as fear and respect flashed across its eyes before it walked to Rong Xiu and lay on the floor. It then shook its tail and whined in a very obedient manner.

Rong Xiu touched its forehead. “Thinking about it, it has been a while since you came back from the Red Moon Desert, right?”

Xue Xue’s body suddenly tensed up.

Gentleness surfaced on Rong Xiu’s face for once. “I believe that Seniors must miss you very much. How about you go there again?”

…

Ancient Phoenix Mountain.

Outside the barrier.

The days passed one by one. In the blink of an eye, the crowd had already gone in for 14 days.

There was only one final day before the Three Yuan convened on the last day.

Everyone waited solemnly. The closer they were to that event, the more nervous the crowd was.

The many strong warriors in charge of guarding the entrance outside the barrier could clearly feel the strength within Ancient Phoenix Mountain that caused obvious changes to the barrier’s strength.

As a result, they were completely focused, afraid that they would slip up.

The four dynasties’ emperors were all waiting, but their expressions were greatly different from before.

Jun Qizhi looked calm, but his eyes seemed to have a few hints of expectancy.

Ning Yuan was motionless like the mountain.

Gongsun Xiao was rather nervous and anxious as he kept glancing at the barrier from time to time.

As for Dantai Chen… He sat on his seat, his face as gloomy as ever. His eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a sinister and dark atmosphere.

He stared at the rainbow barrier closely, and his eyes had a deep vengeance. Starting from a few days ago, he suddenly became like this.

Actually, the crowd already roughly guessed that it was most likely that the Taiyu Dynasty’s people had met trouble inside.

But as the time wasn’t right and the barrier wouldn’t open, everyone could only wait.

At this point, the sky suddenly darkened!

Dark clouds gathered, and the winds howled angrily!

Gongsun Xiao couldn’t help but point at Ancient Phoenix Mountain’s peak.. “The Three Yuan Convention is about to take place!”