Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1287: Chapter 1287: Is This Fierce Beast a Fake?

Zhu Xiuqing was still touching and patting the Qiongqi, when Mu Hanyan finally spoke softly, ”Uh... this one’s called Qiongqi.”

Though its eating habits don’t quite match the name of one of the Four Great Fierce Beasts, a Divine Beast is still a Divine Beast, its majesty inviolable. To dare act like this on such sacred ground, Zhu Xiuqing is indeed unprecedented in this regard.

”Qiongqi, what kind of Exotic Beast is that?” Zhu Xiuqing was tugging on Little Qiongqi’s beard, not quite reacting yet.

”Wait, what did you say, Qiongqi, one of the Four Great Fierce Beasts?” Suddenly, Zhu Xiuqing’s whole body froze, his voice trembling.

”Have you heard of any other Qiongqi?” Mu Hanyan said.

”Ah...” Zhu Xiuqing jerked his hand back as if electrocuted, his face turning pale and his body trembling, nearly crashing to the ground.

”Sit properly.” Mu Hanyan reprimanded impatiently.

Immediately, Zhu Xiuqing plopped down on the ground, sitting with his back straight, looking at Little Qiongqi with a fawning look. If he stuck out his tongue, he’d be no different from a guard dog.

Mu Hanyan sighed helplessly at his posture. Telling him to sit properly led to this, sitting like a guard dog; no one knows what’s really going on in his head.

”It seems its strength has greatly improved, hasn’t it?” Mu Hanyan asked, looking at Qiongqi. With her keen Six Senses, she naturally detected that the divine pressure emanating from Little Qiongqi had become more immense than before, indicating clear progress in strength.

”Probably equivalent to a Fifth-level Sword Master,” Xia Youchen said.

”How could such strength fail against a single Burning Sky Blue Flame Bull?” Mu Hanyan asked, puzzled.

This strength can’t compare to the Qiongqi Divine Beast in its prime, but surely it’s not weak enough to be chased away by a Burning Sky Blue Flame Bull, is it?

”How would I know? I thought coming to Longyan Mountain it could offer some help; who knew it only ran and ran, not lifting a finger. Alas, I’ve worked tirelessly for over a thousand years in Exotic Beast Valley, only to end up with such a Divine Beast... truly... truly...” Xia Youchen expressed indescribable sorrow, leaving his sentence unfinished, yet anyone could guess he wanted to say he’s cursed by misfortune, if not for Little Qiongqi’s presence.

”Awooo awooo...” Little Qiongqi, sensing Xia Youchen’s displeasure, howled a few times, as if offering an explanation.

”What’s it saying?” Xia Youchen asked.

”Uh, it says it prefers peace, dislikes fighting, and hates killing,” Mu Hanyan hesitated whether to translate, before straightforwardly doing so.

”I, I’m really... really...” Xia Youchen was stunned into silence, lacking words to express his sorrow.

Being vegetarian was one thing, but you prefer peace, dislike fighting, and hate killing? What kind of Fierce Beast are you, a rabbit or something?

”Truly cursed for eight lifetimes.” Mu Hanyan looked at him sympathetically, finishing the sentence for him.

Indeed, anyone who pours their heart and soul into their life’s work only to end up with such a Divine Beast is truly cursed for eight lifetimes.

Reflecting on life past and present, Mu Hanyan suddenly felt she wasn’t so unfortunate after all—people with more tragic lives than hers were everywhere.

”By the way, what brings you here?” Xia Youchen asked Mu Hanyan, finally pushing aside his sorrows.