Translator: Paperplane, _Lunaelle, Zenobys
After Han Moze finished the demon pill, he suddenly felt a great power surging through his body. The air around him turned chilly, and the ground was icing up visibly.
Lifting his sharp eyebrows, he turned towards Liu Rushuang.
Her eyes had widened as well as she turned towards Han Moze, “What’s wrong, Ze? Are you alright?”
“I’m fine.”
He answered simply as he studied her intently, flashes of shock showing in her eyes then.
He then attempted to circulate the inner breath in his body, and the entire imperial palace abruptly became chilly.
Soon, the entire capital was enveloped in the iciness.
Han Moze tried to withdraw his inner breath at that, but there was a sudden gust. Then, clouds began to gather in the skies, forming a huge clump of dark clouds.
“Ah… why is it suddenly raining?”
“It’s so weird! The weather was still clear just now!”
“What should we do? It feels like we’re going to be blown away!”
Outside the room, the court ladies could be heard crying out in panic.
Kaboom…
Soon, a rainstorm descended upon Beiming.
Liu Rushuang appeared utterly puzzled. What was going on? Was a single demon pill supposed to be this powerful? Moreover, hers was twice larger than theirs—what would happen after she finished hers?
On the other hand, in the split second that Han Moze withdrew his inner breath, a thunderbolt tore across the horizon, and shot rapidly towards him.
And the instant it struck him, Han Moze felt the muscles and bones over his body altering rapidly, and his strength instantly multiplied.
Then, in the blink of an eye, he turned into a gigantic golden dragon, crashing through the roof and bounding towards the horizon and bellowing resoundingly.
Nangong Ba looked down at his own half-eaten demon pellet and wrinkled his long, beautiful brows.
“Ze!” Liu Rushuang called out. Ignoring all else, she promptly swallowed the demon pellet she was holding.
By the next second, her hold body was wrapped in flames, and the grand chamber burnt instantly as well.
“Fire! Run away!”
“Help! Help! There’s a fire! Stop the fire!”
…
More court ladies were screaming outside now, and the panicking cries gradually resounded over the imperial palace.
Meanwhile, Liu Rushuang had turned into a phoenix right away, darting towards the horizon in pursuit of Han Moze.
Within the chamber, Nangong Ba looked around at the fires around him. Having no choice, he swallowed his demon pellet to transformed into a nine-tailed blue fox, flying out of the chamber and vaulting towards the horizon at lightning speed.
“Look! Am I seeing things or is there a dragon in the skies?”
“You’re not, I see it too… But what is that blue thing behind it?”
“I can’t see it! It’s flying so quickly!”
“Stop looking and kill the fire! The emperor and the empress are still inside!”
“Yeah, we need to stop the fire right now!”
…
Meanwhile, the golden dragon had flown above the dark clouds, its scales becoming brighter and more blinding as streaks of thunderbolts struck its body.
At the same time, the fiery-plumed phoenix paused high above, watching as the dragon soared with freedom.
As the blue nine-tailed fox caught up with the phoenix, he closed his eyes, innumerable memories of his last life appearing in his mind then.
It turned out that he used to be Lan Mei, the second prince of the foxes in the celestial realm. He had fifty-six siblings, and when he was a thousand years old—ten-years-old in human years—when he started his cultivation training at the Cangling Academy of the celestial realm, meeting the Fire Phoenix and Golden Scales then.
After that, they….
As he remembered those innumerable past memories, Nangong Ba breathed a long sigh.
How great it would have been if he had met Fire Phoenix earlier?
However, there were no ‘ifs’…