Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1761: Chapter 1761: Let Me Show You Something Amazing Today

Behind them, the Temple Priests also snapped out of their daze. Though they didn’t approve of Wen Gaoren’s nasty habit of kicking people when they’re down and extorting like a lion, they were still sincerely impressed by his array skills.

”See that? That’s the strength of my lord.” As for Wen Gaoren’s few Follower Priests, they were even more puffed-up with pride, so smug they were about to burst through the temple roof and shoot straight up into the clouds.

Seeing the admiration in everyone’s eyes, Wen Gaoren himself was even more pleased and full of smug satisfaction.

”One Green Spirit Stone, three Five-color Crystals, seven Sky Blue Pearls, one Thunder Sound Stone...” Wen Gaoren slightly stretched out his hand, and at once several Follower Priests hurried forward, placing the various kinds of Meteorite Gold in front of him.

”I’m guessing you’ve never witnessed real Array Formation Technique before. Today I’ll broaden your horizons.” Wen Gaoren said.

As his words fell, Wen Gaoren began to form Hand Formations, softly chanting under his breath. With his Hand Formations, streaks of runes flashed forth, and the Meteorite Gold Stones actually rose and spun in the air, dizzying to watch. His priest robe billowed without wind, making him look even more mysterious and unfathomable.

One had to admit, although this old man’s character was a bit lacking and in Han Yan’s eyes he clearly had the urge to show off, it still had to be admitted he really did have the bearing of an array grandmaster.

”Seven stars converge, Divine Thunder Technique, array—form!” Under the gazes of the crowd—respectful, proud, envious, curious—Wen Gaoren struck out the final Hand Formation, and with a crisp shout a bolt of shocking thunder fell from the sky, yet didn’t cause the slightest damage to the temple.

An Xiaxin and the other Temple Priests couldn’t help the excitement that showed in their eyes. No matter what, being able to repair the temple’s Array Barrier had always been their long-cherished wish.

”My lord’s mystical arts reach the heavens, your arrays are profound, your subordinate admi... admi...” Wen Gaoren’s few Follower Priests couldn’t wait to start flattering him, but halfway through, the rest of the words just wouldn’t come out. Their excited faces suddenly turned stiff and rigid.

They saw Wen Gaoren standing there like a wooden stake, his hair standing straight up, curling with wisps of blue smoke, and his whole face pitch-black.

That bolt of lightning that had just fallen from the sky had actually landed with perfect accuracy right on top of his head.

Silence fell around them. Everyone stared blankly at Wen Gaoren. Hadn’t he just been talking so confidently? How did he get struck by lightning in the blink of an eye?

”Hahahahaha, I knew it, pretend to act cool and you’ll get smitten by lightning. You all saw that, right?” Ling Baobao pointed at Wen Gaoren’s waterfall-like white hair and doubled over laughing. When you say someone’s long hair is like a waterfall, it’s supposed to flow downward—his was flowing upward.

”Shut up, this old man merely slipped for a moment.” Wen Gaoren glared fiercely at Ling Baobao, itching to strangle him on the spot.

”Uh, slipped, slipped, please, elder, do continue.” Ling Baobao said, forcing down his laughter.

The scene just now was simply too embarrassing. Wen Gaoren had no mood to haggle with Ling Baobao. He wiped the soot off his face with one hand and started forming Hand Formations again. Luckily, as a Ninth-level Divine Priest his cultivation wasn’t bad; humiliation was humiliation, but he wasn’t really injured.

”Seven stars converge, Divine Breaking God, array—form!” Accompanied by his low chanting, Wen Gaoren rapidly struck out one Hand Formation after another.

The scene before their eyes brightened, and another bolt of shocking thunder descended.

Compared to the previous bolt, this one was even more dazzling; even Han Yan and the others had a split-second of blindness, and their ears buzzed with a ringing hum.

”Bang!” As the muffled groan reached their ears, everyone’s vision cleared. Seeing the scene before them, they were all once again dumbstruck.

Wen Gaoren had landed on his butt on the ground. That waterfall-reversed white hair had turned scorched yellow, and not only his face, even his exposed arms were completely pitch-black.

Struck by lightning, struck by lightning again!

”Hahahahaha, I told him pretending to act cool would get him smitten by lightning, he wouldn’t believe me. Now he knows how bad it is.” Ling Baobao couldn’t help laughing out loud again.

Not just him; the other Temple Priests also couldn’t help smiling. If it were a single slip-up, you could still make excuses, but two slip-ups in a row could no longer be called slip-ups. Turns out this old man just liked to sigh and posture; he didn’t really have that much true skill.

Ling Baobao wasn’t wrong—it really was a case of pretending to act cool and getting struck by lightning.

Wen Gaoren stared blankly at the array before him. This Star Thunder God Array wasn’t something he was seeing for the first time, nor was it his first time repairing it. In the past he had always been successful—how could things turn out like this now?

In his ears came Ling Baobao’s unrestrained laughter. Even without turning his head, the corner of his eye could see the mocking smiles on the faces of the Huayu Temple priests. Wen Gaoren couldn’t calm his mind to ponder carefully; he only felt his face burning hot. Half of it was from being struck by lightning, half from shame.

That Follower Priest who had been puffed up couldn’t puff up anymore, and the others were also full of shame. Just now they’d nearly praised their master up to the heavens; who’d have thought he would fail again and again. This was truly a colossal embarrassment.

”My lord, are you alright?” The few of them hurried forward, wanting to help Wen Gaoren up.

”All of you get lost already. As the number one Array Master of Lingyu Divine Hall, you think this array’s thunder can injure me?” Wen Gaoren was full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent. Seeing this, he cursed them out furiously.

As an Array Master, if he were injured by array thunder, that would be an unerasable disgrace. If word got out, people would laugh their teeth out. These followers’ seemingly caring actions were basically smearing his name.

After cursing a few times, Wen Gaoren’s mood calmed a little. He wiped the soot off his face and hands and stood up again. Fortunately, his priest robe was of good quality and hadn’t been damaged or torn.

”Huayu Temple truly deserves to be one of the most ancient temples on the Divine Continent. Even a single Star Thunder God Array is different from the norm and hides subtle mysteries. I’ve made a fool of myself just now; allow me to ponder it further.” Wen Gaoren took a deep breath and said. While praising Huayu Temple, he was also giving himself an excuse.

One had to say, this old man was quite good at keeping his composure. If it were someone else in this situation, they’d probably already be blowing their top.

”What’s there left to ponder? Haven’t you pondered enough? If you don’t have the right tools, don’t take on delicate work. You’ve bragged plenty—time to go back where you came from. Also, the simple fare of our Huayu Temple probably doesn’t suit Master’s refined taste either. Best you don’t stay for a meal, so you don’t waste our grain.” Ling Baobao said bluntly, without the slightest politeness.

”You...” The anger Wen Gaoren had just managed to suppress flared up again, and he shook all over with rage from Ling Baobao’s words.

”Master Wen, calm yourself, calm yourself. He’s just a child who doesn’t know any better, don’t stoop to his level. I’ll give him a proper scolding later. Ling Baobao, hurry up and apologize to Master Wen.” An Xiaxin quickly stood to soothe him, while secretly shooting Ling Baobao a warning look. After all, Wen Gaoren was a guest she had personally invited; she didn’t want to offend him too badly.