The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 147 - 145 Red Paper Man, Stands with Hands on Hips (Third Update)

Chapter 147: Chapter 145 Red Paper Man, Stands with Hands on Hips (Third Update)

"Get out of the way!" Facing Yun Qi’s sharp gaze, the Guard Captain flared up in anger, reaching out to grab Yun Qi.

"Stop!"

Yun Kuang, Yun Qiucheng, and the Lord simultaneously shouted.

The Guard Captain’s hand stopped mid-air, stunned, turning back to see the fierce and serious expressions of the three opposite him.

The raised hand slowly lowered, with a hint of reluctance.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Lord, there might indeed be some outstanding figures among the mainland’s Mystic Masters, but it won’t be this little girl. I think she is just a gimmick launched by the Xuan Sect to deceive the world and gain fame."

The Lord’s expression was angered, "That’s just your opinion. I’m more aware of Master Yun’s abilities than you are. Back off."

The Guard Captain indeed came from a noble family with significant influence. Even his position as Captain was inherited through his family, so the Lord, though angry, would not punish him lightly.

The Guard Captain gritted his teeth, a look of restrained unwillingness flashing in his eyes, "Yes, I shall take my leave."

Having said that, he turned around and strode out of the dining hall.

Outside, the guards on duty saw him in such an imposing manner and guessed that he was scolded by the Lord, instinctively straightening up and averting their gaze to avoid being noticed by the Captain.

At that moment, one of the guards caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye, instinctively pointing, "C-Captain..."

"What is it?" The Captain was still seething, his eyes dark and fierce.

"N-nothing." The speaking guard was nervous, hesitating for a moment before swallowing back what he had intended to say.

The Captain glared at him impatiently, annoyed at the waste of time, and turned to walk out.

The long corridor echoing with the firm, fierce silhouette of his back.

"Hey, what did you see earlier?" another guard whispered to his colleague.

"I... I thought I saw a little figure on the Captain’s hat, red, like a piece of paper. I wanted to alert him, but in a blink, it disappeared. I thought I was seeing things and feared the Captain’s scolding..."

"Ugh, you’re something else. There’s no such thing as a red paper figure. Have you been watching too many horror movies?" The colleague couldn’t resist teasing.

"Maybe." The man rubbed his nose in frustration.

Strange, he really saw a red paper figure quickly hide into the Captain’s collar.

But the Captain didn’t notice anything. Could it be he was mistaken?

The Guard Captain’s name was Kunpeng Adud, from the renowned Adud family. After leaving the Imperial Palace, he went directly to the Prayer Hall located in a side chamber, where the local Pope’s priests conducted daily affairs.

On Langqi Island, political and religious powers were separate, with the Lord and the Pope having their own influences.

"High Priest." Kunpeng respectfully greeted an elderly man clad in a luxurious robe.

The elder turned; his robe distinct from others’ with intricate gold embroidery and a variety of jewels. On his head was a large, imposing hat with a ruby embedded in the center.

"Kunpeng, did you see the Lord?" The High Priest opened deeply.

"I did," Kunpeng replied darkly, "The Lord now trusts those mainland Mystic Masters, and I was dismissed when I tried to speak a few words."

"Heh heh," the High Priest chuckled, comforting him, "Don’t be upset. When the Peacock God is resurrected, the Lord will understand who truly has his best interests at heart."

"Can the Peacock God really be resurrected?" The Guard Captain asked excitedly.

"Yes, with the Heavenly Gate opening and all demons coming to worship, the Peacock God will restore his place, and Langqi Island will no longer be belittled." Having said this, another slightly younger priest approached, cautiously glancing at the Guard Captain.

If the Guard Captain was clever, upon seeing this situation, he would say: "High Priest, I have matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave."

The High Priest nodded kindly, like a forgiving elder.

After the Guard Captain left, the young priest whispered, "The Heavenly Gate has been monitored by the headquarters of Bureau 49, and it can’t be opened for the time being. Moreover, they seem to have already noticed us..."

"No problem," the High Priest reassured his subordinate, "It was only a matter of time before Bureau 49 took notice. Once the Great Peacock God is resurrected, the legitimacy of the Xuan Sect will shift from the mainland to Langqi Island. At that time, our local Pope won’t be seen as a mere side sect. We will represent the righteous path..."

He narrowed his eyes, an eerie smile appearing on his aged face, "The time is near. Once the Peacock God siphons off the Lord’s essence energy, he will fully awaken. Afterward, we will first sacrifice those Yun Family members. That little girl has talent and must not go to waste. Her blood will be drained, and she will be embalmed to forever serve our Pope."

Next to him, the slightly younger priest nodded solemnly, not noticing the red paper man with tiny hands clinging to his collar at the back of his neck, nodding vigorously along with him, its hollow eyes appearing to flash with some sort of light.

In the dining hall, Yun Qi was seriously biting into a stuffed pastry, speaking unclearly, "Qi’s finished the milk porridge, but didn’t say no to eating pastries. Kids who don’t eat won’t grow tall..."

Before finishing, feeling something tugging at her clothes, she looked down, eyes narrowing into a gleeful smile, extending her little hand.

The red paper figure jumped into her palm, turning to glance at the others gathering around, uttering a disgruntled "hmph."

Yun Qiucheng adjusted his glasses. Although he had just witnessed the Jiao Long, at this moment, he still found the red paper figure more eerie.

"Qi, what’s he saying?" Yun Kuang asked.

"He’s warning you. He’s unhappy because you’re all staring at him." Yun Qi replied softly.

As if to confirm Yun Qi’s words, the little paper man crossed his arms and puffed his chest in an appropriate display of anger.

"He does have a temper." Yun Kuang curiously reached out to touch it, only to be glared at by the little paper man, retracting his hand in fright.

"Alright, tell us, what happened?" Yun Qi asked.

The little paper man then straightened up, no longer scaring Yun Kuang and the others, and seriously turned to Yun Qi, performing a series of movements.

It made "huh-waa, heh-heh, hoo-hoo" sounds, gesturing as if imitating something.

Its paper hand made a clattering motion under its chin, which Yun Kuang understood, "There’s a beard, you’re saying there’s an old man..."

The paper man didn’t expect to be so in sync with Yun Kuang, nodding heavily and pointing outside. The Lord understood, "Prayer Hall?"

"Uh-huh." The paper man nodded happily, using its small hands to depict a bird flapping its large wings.

"Peacock God?"

"Peacock Demon?"

Yun Kuang and the Lord spoke simultaneously and then glared at each other, dissatisfied.

Yun Qi tilted her little head, "You mean the Big Peacock is with the High Priest?"

The paper figure hopped excitedly, "hmph-hmph" with hands on its hips.

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