The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 151 - 149: I Will Turn You Into a Beautiful Mummy

Chapter 151: Chapter 149: I Will Turn You Into a Beautiful Mummy

The expressions on Kun Peng and the High Priest’s faces were nearly frozen.

The Big Peacock finished speaking, then turned to look at Yun Qi, "Hey, little girl, is this bad guy against you? Can I eat him then?"

Kun Peng instinctively clutched his chest and backed away. He had devoted himself to the Great Peacock God, yet the Great Peacock God actually wanted to eat him.

"You..." The High Priest was so shocked that he couldn’t speak.

"What’s the matter? Why are you staring? Our peacock clan is naturally fierce and loves eating humans. Our counterparts in the west even dare to swallow the Buddha in one bite. Do you have any misconceptions about peacocks? In fact, I’ve eaten humans in the past too, but later I was afraid of getting struck by Heavenly Thunder, so I thought of doing some good deeds to make amends."

The High Priest trembled like a leaf in the wind, and his robe, embroidered with gold threads, glittered due to his movements.

Splendor, brilliance, and luxury stood in stark contrast to his decrepit old age.

He was like a miser, guarding rust-stained gold coins piled in a cellar.

Yun Qi yawned long and wide, then said with a bright smile, "Actually, you’re not all that bad. At least back then, as a demon, you didn’t devour their ancestors but helped them find a way to survive. All these deeds have accumulated great merit for you. Later, to protect Langqi Island, you battled the Sea Demon and damaged your Primordial Spirit. Qi will remember all these things."

The Great Peacock God arrogantly extended its beak, pecked at its splendid feathers, and elegantly said, "Of course, I’m inherently a good bird!"

Seeing the friendly exchange between the Great Peacock God and Yun Qi, the High Priest retreated in panic, shoving a dazed Kun Peng forward, urgently whispering, "Didn’t you say you’ve arranged for people? Why aren’t you taking action yet?"

"But..." Kun Peng hesitated for a moment, then realized there’s no point in hesitating at this crucial juncture.

They had nowhere else to retreat; he immediately turned around and started issuing commands.

The Lord noticed their intentions and hurriedly shouted, "Kun Peng, you can still stop now. I have Master Yun from the mainland by my side. You are no match for her."

The Lord looked pleadingly at Yun Qi, hoping she’d cooperate and boost their morale.

Yun Qi met his expectant gaze, opened her mouth, and yawned slowly, deeply.

So sleepy! How can kids stay awake at this hour?

On the contrary, the High Priest gained some confidence from Yun Qi’s behavior, sneering, "A snot-nosed brat, what skills do you have! Besides, your mainland’s Xuan Sect is under the control of Bureau 49, which explicitly forbids the use of Mystical Techniques by Xuan Sect members on humans. I want to see if Yun Qi dares openly defy Bureau 49!"

Yun Qi stepped forward, her childlike voice crisp yet stern, "Are you going to hide behind others again, using their lives as your stepping stone? But Qi has never feared anyone!"

"Then we’ll see what you’re capable of!"

As the High Priest’s voice fell silent, flares shot across the imperial palace sky, and muffled noises and sounds of doors breaking and guns firing came faintly from outside the Gongmen.

The glass of the palace shattered with a crash as a flare thrown from outside smashed in.

The Lord suddenly awoke from his sleep, a Spirit Talisman atop his head. Wearing pajamas, he ran out with Yun Kuang and Yun Qiucheng, discovering reality was identical to the dream.

Everyone was there, except he’d only just arrived.

It was as if everything that happened just now was a dream; upon careful thought, it truly was a dream!

Yet reality continued.

"High Priest, you can still stop now!" the Lord shouted.

"It’s too late now, my Lord. From here on, it’s up to our capabilities. Yun Qi, the Royal Guard is made up of ordinary people. Let’s see how you handle this!"

Jiapeng stepped forward, his solid build shielding Yun Qi, his slightly dark face full of resolute determination.

"Sorry, Master. Most of the Guard is Kun Peng’s men. Only three follow me, but we will fight to the death to protect Master Yun from leaving the island."

"Nobody is leaving! I want to watch you die here with my own eyes!" the High Priest yelled furiously.

With a loud crash, the Gongmen broke, and Kun Peng led the Guard members quickly to the High Priest’s side. Kun Peng gave a signal, and the Guard members raised their weapons, skillfully flanking from both sides and quickly occupying the high ground.

The muzzles of the guns, black and oppressive, were pointed down at the group on the ground.

"Yun Qi, it’s farewell forever, I will turn you into a beautiful mummy and dress you in a lovely floral skirt, hahaha..." The High Priest laughed wildly into the sky, only to have his mouth filled with wind, the laughter torn into fragments by the wind, woefully carried away.

"What is that..."

In the dark sky, two points were flashing alternately, not stars, more like evening aircraft.

They drew closer, accompanied by intense roaring and swirling gale-force winds, forcing those on the ground to instinctively extend their arms to shield their eyes.

Jiapeng was astounded, "Helicopters!"

In the dense dark sky, dozens of helicopters flew toward them like an orderly formation of warriors, spreading into a formation and circling on both sides, protruding black gun muzzles to create a dense cover of gunfire.

The helicopters that arrived first had opened their hatches and lowered rope ladders, and well-trained soldiers were descending along them.

Jiapeng was overjoyed, "Lord, did you have this arranged all along?"

The Lord was bewildered, "I didn’t."

Admittedly, he felt quite embarrassed because he was utterly unaware of the coup, nor did he sense any signs of it.

Kun Peng likely facilitated this through a series of maneuvers, supported by his family, to stabilize the various troops and turn the imperial palace into an isolated island, making his Royal Guard the absolute military force during this coup.

"Impossible, how can there be helicopters?" The High Priest turned to look at Kun Peng.

Kun Peng’s eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty; he looked at the High Priest and assured him, "I don’t know what’s happening. The military guarding outside the palace had been redeployed by my clan long ago, and the palace’s external communications were cut off. How could this..."

Yun Qi squinted at the sky, the helicopter in the center lowered its altitude, its door opened, and a familiar figure peeked out and waved in Yun Qi’s direction.

"Qin Luo!" Yun Qi exclaimed joyfully, standing on tiptoe and waving at him.

"Qi..." On the helicopter, Qin Luo waved back, his handsome and graceful face sporting an assuring smile, and his white shirt billowed with the wind, fluttering like a giant bird’s wings.

The Lord was shocked, "Qin Luo?"

Yun Qi turned back, her smile as sweet as can be, her voice soft and sweet, "He’s a big brother I met in the Capital City, super amazing."

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