The Evil Consort Above An Evil King Novel

Did they argue? In a swift attempt to make them a match, Spiritual Master Yuhang confessed abruptly, “Nianmo; it was my mistake. I concluded finding out more about her. I have wronged Miss Gu in many ways. Now that I see that she is a great lady, she…”

Gu Xijiu frowned at his sudden words of praise, but Di Fuyi interrupted him before he could finish, “Miss Gu is indeed a great woman, a woman of her words. I admire her capability, and that is all.”

Spiritual Master Yuhang was at a loss for words. Gu Xijiu did not comment either. Di Fuyi had just got rid of the gossips that had been haunting her for so long. She was relieved but not entirely comfortable.

Before giving Spiritual Master Yuhang another chance to speak, Di Fuyi suddenly looked up and raised his voice, “Ling Er, you may come down here. How long do you plan to hide up there?”

Who was Ling Er? Gu Xijiu looked up to the sky, and so did everyone else. A fluffy cloud slowly split, revealing the figure of a woman on the back of a silver dragon. The dragon shone with great radiance. As for the woman, she was dressed entirely in faded shades of green.

Gu Xijiu’s fingers trembled at the sight. Intuitively, she turned and fixed her eyes on Di Fuyi. Di Fuyi was also wearing his green robes today, with a shade that more or less resembled the woman’s green dress, like matching outfits.

“Fuyi, are you done yet?” The lady looked very young, like a maiden of seventeen summers in the Lower Bound. Her eyes were lovely and bright. She had small but tender lips. Her soft, supple skin had certainly emphasized her well-defined brows. Her voice was crisp, like the melodious chimes of silver bells.

In her big and bright eyes, there was a clear sense of innocence that could make people fall for her at first sight, or to be protective of her. The young lady’s spiritual power was not very strong; it was similar to that of a fresh Senior Immortal. Her level was incompetent, even amongst the female servants who were present today.

Usually, any celestial being with a low rank would be intimidated by the powerful beings around them, but the lady was obviously not afraid. She only looked at Di Fuyi, sweetly and smilingly. Hand in hand, Di Fuyi guided her to sit down next to him. “Are you hungry already? Why didn’t you come down earlier?”

The lady answered sweetly, “I dared not. I knew you were going to joke about me.”

“Silly, I will not make a joke about you. Come, meet everyone here. You should meet my friends, too,” Di Fuyi guided her along to meet the people there. His voice was filled with genuine adoration for her.

One by one, she had met the Emperor Immortal, the ten masters, Brother Jian An and lastly, Gu Xijiu. The young lady greeted them all courteously. She was very polite, neither to humble herself nor to show disrespect.

Di Fuyi had never introduced someone so formally. They could tell that Di Fuyi adored the lady very much from the way he treated her with care and patience.

The Emperor Immortal asked delightfully, “Nianmo, who is this?”

“She is Jing Ling Er. She has just ascended from the mortal world. She felt like an old friend at our first meeting. We are good friends, so I hope you can take care of her whenever you see her in the Saha World,” Di Fuyi introduced her to everyone.

“Will do,” the Emperor Immortal agreed with a smile. Then, he carefully studied the young lady with curious eyes. “I can see that the lady is very talented. She has already achieved the level of a Senior Immortal not long after she has ascended. I shall regard this young talent with respect. By the way, how old is she?”

“I should be around 120 years old. I am sorry that I can barely remember what happened before, only my age.”

“That is fine.” The Emperor Immortal did not fuss about it.