Chapter 908 - Natural Enemy (2)
My Sassy 'Crown Princess'
908. Natural Enemy (2)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
âSenior, where do you think the problem is?â Qian Ye asked curiously.
Cang Qian smiled mysteriously and said, âThe hardest thing to see through in this world is the human heart.â
âDo people of Tianji School have anything to do with you?â Asked Lou Yu.
Cang Qianâs eyes flickered a complicated look. âGongsun Li, founder of Tianji School, used to be my servant, but I never expected that while I was asleep over ten thousand years, Gongsun family was having their day. A lot of masters of their family reached the late stage of heavenly class.â
âNo wonder.â Wang Weixing muttered.
âSenior, did the Gongsunâs family take part in the construction of the tomb?â Asked Mo Fei.
Cang Qian nodded and said, âYes.â Otherwise, he would not be so passive now.
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âWhere has Cang Dian gone? Any clue?â Asked Gongsun Miao.
âNo. As soon as he left the tomb, he disappeared without a trace.â Gongsun Sheng said.
âCome on! We got to find him, the sooner the better.â Gongsun Miao said.
âGrandpa, what is there on Cang Qianâs body? It is so precious?â Gongsun Sheng asked curiously.
Gongsun Miao glared at him fiercely and said, âDonât ask questions about things you shouldnât know.â
Gongsun Sheng was shocked by the roar. He bowed his head and said nothing.
Gongsun Miao squinted. Cang Qian was known as the number one cultivator of human race through the ages, but few people knew that this number one human cultivator was not human but a phoenix bird! No one had ever ascended for the past tens of thousands of years. Cang Qian had the blood of immortal, who should be the most promising to ascend.
If, anyone could eat Cang Qian, that would be a huge good luck.
...
âAre you making soup?â Cang Qian went to Zheng Xuanâs side and asked.
Zheng Xuan nodded, âYes!â
âBeef!â Muttered Cang Qian.
Zheng Xuan nodded, âYes! Itâs a three-horned bull at the earth class.â
âSmells very sweet, but the quality of the beef is a little poor, it would be better to stew this guy together.â Cang Qian lifted his hand, and threw a golden snake of palm size into the soup.
Zheng Xuan looked at the little golden flood dragon fluttering constantly in the stew, and his scalp became tingled.
âSenior, why did you throw him in?â Zheng Xuan said using a trembling tone.
Cang Qian blinked innocently and said, âDonât worry, I washed it clean. Itâs not dirty at all.â
Zheng Xuan: ...Itâs not a matter whether you cleaned it or not!
Mo Fei pulled the little golden flood dragon out of the soup quickly, âSenior, this is my spiritual pet.â
Cang Qian cocked his head and said, âOh, so it is your pet?â
Mo Fei, â...â Does this guy really not know or deliberately play silly?
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Mo Fei, lying beside Lou Yu, opened his eyes suddenly.
Watching him, Lou Yu asked, âWhatâs the matter?â
âSomething happened to the little golden flood dragon!â Mo Fei exclaimed.
Lou Yu wondered, âWhat? What could happen to him?â
Mo Fei shook his head. âI donât know, but Iâm sure somethingâs wrong with him.â
âLetâs go have a look.â Lou Yu said.
Mo Fei nodded, âHmm, we should hurry.â
Mo Fei rushed to the site of the accident, and saw that the little golden flood dragon was tied to the barbecue, shrilling due to the heat.
Mo Fei looked at the one who was barbecuing the little golden flood dragon casually, speechless, âsenior, what are you doing?â
Cang Qian looked at Mo Fei lightly and said, âThey say that a real dragon is not afraid of fire. So I want to check it out.â
Mo Fei, â...â What kind of reason is that?
âSenior, actually he is not a dragon, he isnât even a fake one. He is just a flood dragon, you know.â said Mo Fei.
âI heard that the golden flood dragon can be transformed into a golden dragon. Since this guy is so weak, I guess the legendary golden dragon isnât that powerful as their said.â Cang Qian made a twitch of his mouth, saying with disdain.
Mo Fei listened to the little golden flood dragonâs scream and his heart was aching, âSenior, he is a coward. You put him down first.â
Cang Qian waved his hand, and the little golden flood dragon immediately struggled to free himself from the grill.
Cang Qian took a look at the little golden flood dragon and said, âDragon and phoenix, dragon and phoenix. How could such a fat snake thing rank before the phoenix?â
Mo Fei gave an awkward smile, âThe most powerful one always comes last. Dragon and phoenix, dragon and phoenix, of course phoenix is more powerful.â
Cang Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Fei in surprise. âYou really think so?â
Mo Fei looked at the appearance of Cang Qian and nodded, âYes!â
Cang Qian nodded, full of admiration, âYou really have good taste.â
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Mo Fei carried the little golden flood dragon and ran out of Cang Qianâs sight, while the little golden flood dragon roared at Mo Fei wrongly.
âStop it! I am not his rival. However hard you cry, I wonât take the revenge for you.â Mo Fei spread his hands helplessly.
The little golden flood dragon looked at Mo Fei sullenly and kept making some reconciled deep roar now and then.
Mo Fei shrugged his shoulders and said, âYour master I have no balls, but if you have the balls, you go fight him yourself!â
The little golden flood dragon, â...â
Lou Yu looked at the little golden flood dragon and said, âXiao Jin, did you offend Cang Qian? Why doesnât he look for other peopleâs trouble but only you?â
One time, it might be an accident, two times, it might be a coincidence, but three or four times, thatâd be not right.
Apparently Cang Qian had a problem with the little golden flood dragon, and had looked for trouble with him a few times. Cang Qian was a half-immortal master. Normally, he wouldnât have any conflicts with a little golden flood dragon at the earth class.
The little golden flood dragon rolled his eyes and then made some babbling sound at Mo Fei.
Mo Fei frowned and said to Lou Yu, âXiao Jin said that when he saw Cang Qian, he felt like seeing a natural enemy.â
Lou Yu was confused, frowning, âWhy is that?â
Mo Fei shook his head, âI donât know, is that the so-called born inter-restriction?â
Lou Yu, â...â
The little golden flood dragon rubbed his claws and growled twice.
Mo Fei squinted, âYou mean you felt the breath of the same kind on Cang Qian? What nonsense are you talking about? He is an old monster who has lived for ten thousand years. You are a baby golden flood dragon who is like a toy in his hand. Who gave you the guts to say that? Get lost!â
The little golden flood dragon glared at Mo Fei indignantly and turned his tail at him.