The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 153 - 151 A Good Painting is Quickly Turning Into a Zoo (Third Update)

Chapter 153: Chapter 151 A Good Painting is Quickly Turning Into a Zoo (Third Update)

The next morning, the sun shone brightly.

Except for Little Dumpling, everyone else was already awake.

With such a major event like a palace coup happening, the adults didn’t dare to rest much, no matter how tired they were.

Only carefree Little Dumpling fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Yun Kuang packed up his luggage briefly. Seeing that Qi was still asleep, he went to discuss with Yun Qiucheng about when to leave the island.

When he returned, he found that Little Dumpling was nowhere to be seen. He hurriedly left the room and grabbed a servant to ask, who pointed towards the terrace facing the sea.

Before Yun Kuang even walked over, he heard Little Dumpling’s sweet and perfect voice from the terrace.

"Brother, will you be leaving with us?"

A clear, bright young voice replied:

"Yes, my family’s island is nearby. The helicopter took off from there yesterday. If you want, you can take my plane with me."

Yun Kuang: ???

Showing off at such a young age already, fine, I get it, you have a private jet.

The sweet, girlish voice chimed again, "Thanks to brother yesterday, you looked so cool coming down from the helicopter."

All brothers are the best, and clearly those outside brothers are more charming.

Yun Kuang walked over, feeling very displeased, and before he could speak, Qin Luo saw him first and smiled gently, "Good morning, Brother Yun Kuang."

Yun Kuang was taken aback; the anger he had prepared for a provocation dissipated instantly, and for some unknown reason, he smiled back at Qin Luo, "Morning, Young Master Qin. You arrived late last night, up so early—not tired?"

"I’ve slept little since I was young, and thanks to the amulet that Qi gave me, I get to sleep two more hours every day."

Yun Kuang noticed a red woven string on his fair wrist. It was Little Dumpling’s handiwork, surely crooked and more meager than those mass-produced ones at street stalls.

Yet, wearing it on Qin Luo’s arm, it inexplicably appeared much more valuable.

Yun Kuang instantly turned into a refreshing cup of green tea, "Qi is always considerate, making an amulet for Young Master Qin. Unlike brothers, there’s nothing for me."

Little Dumpling blinked her big eyes with a face full of innocence.

Didn’t understand a thing.

Qin Luo, wise and perceptive, understood the mood behind the words, and smiled lightly, "That’s a good thing. It means Brother Kuang has good qi fortune and doesn’t need such things."

Yun Kuang was taken aback. Could it be that Qin Luo encountered some trouble again?

"Lord!" came the voice of a servant from inside.

Yun Kuang quickly took Yun Qi inside.

The Lord had been dealing with the priest’s rebellion all night without sleep. By this morning, he had basically figured out the situation.

Even though he hadn’t slept all night, his complexion was much better than when Yun Qi first arrived on the island.

"Lord, how have the High Priest and others been dealt with?" Yun Kuang asked.

The Lord sighed, "The High Priest is old; he served the church for many years, and last night’s events were quite a blow to him. I won’t hold him accountable; let him spend his remaining years in lifelong imprisonment."

Images of the Great Peacock wildly stomping on the array last night, and the High Priest’s broken expression, flashed in everyone’s minds simultaneously.

The Great Peacock God he had worshiped for so many years had turned into an idiot before his eyes; it was indeed a significant blow.

"As for the others, Kun Peng and his teammates, we will await the court’s judgment. They will bear the consequences for whatever they did," the Lord said.

Everyone had anticipated such an outcome, and Yun Kuang and the others kept silent.

After all, it was an internal affair of Langqi Island, and there was no reason to interfere at will.

Jiapeng patrolled with his guards, having switched from deputy captain to captain. Passing by the door, he nodded respectfully to Yun Qi.

Yun Qi gave him a sweet smile. Overnight, some rose to high positions, while others fell into imprisonment.

It seemed lamentable, yet it was all destined in the grand scheme, a cycle of cause and effect sown from the very beginning.

"Master Xiao Qi, I have one more request." The Lord’s face showed a difficult expression.

"Is it about that Peacock?" Yun Qi already guessed.

The Lord laughed awkwardly, "The Great Peacock God has awakened, but now he is..."

Previously, to masquerade as a god, he was dignified, elegant, holy, and aloof. Now, though...

He completely let himself go; the local pope and many priests were imprisoned, and it was indeed a turbulent time.

Yun Qi sighed, comforting warmly, "I understand your difficulties; let’s just ask his opinion."

Golden light glowed from her fingertips, tracing an elegant arc, landing on the giant totem carving.

A sharp call echoed.

The Great Peacock, wrapped in brilliant golden light, flew out from the totem carving, blue-green feathers, multicolored tail feathers, the vividly lifelike eye spots above, making one feel as if floating in a sea of stars, painting a picturesque and romantic scene.

Landing, the elegant neck tilted, the sharp beak preened the feathers, an expression full of arrogance, "Did you need something from me?"

Yun Qi raised her eyes, her gaze pure, "The Lord wants to ask what plans you have for the future."

The Great Peacock turned to look at the Lord, who instinctively took half a step back, forcing a flattering smile onto his face.

"Relax, I won’t eat you. Looking at you, dark and fat, I’d bet you wouldn’t taste good anyway." The Peacock shot him a disdainful look, then turned back to Yun Qi and said, "I’ll go with you."

"You want to follow me? No way." Yun Qi’s little face darkened, and she decisively refused.

The Peacock was displeased, "You refuse me? I’m so beautiful, and you refuse me??? You even take in one like Jiao Long."

Yun Qi spread her hands innocently, "You’re too extravagant and willful. If you want to follow me, it’s not impossible, but you need to listen to me and not defy my orders."

"Well, it doesn’t matter to me; I just don’t want to stay on this island anymore."

Hearing him say this, the Lord’s eyes were full of anticipation, wishing he could pack him off for Yun Qi to take away on the spot.

"But you must find me a spacious place; I’m tired of that tiny broken totem space."

The Peacock lazily preened its feathers and sauntered around gracefully, its beautiful tail feathers glistening.

Yun Qi thought for a moment that to accommodate such a large Peacock Demon, the best place would be in the Mountain Ghost’s painting.

The painting had mountains and waters, pavilions, and towers, birds, beasts, insects, and fish, a complete otherworldly domain.

"Mountain Ghost!" a soft voice called.

The Mountain Ghost’s alluring, lazy voice responded, "I don’t mind, but you have to be responsible for his food, or I’m afraid one day he might gobble up my painting."

"Okay." Yun Qi agreed, and a painting appeared mid-air.

The Lord and the others all widened their eyes, "Master Xiao Qi, this painting..."

"Don’t worry, there’s plenty of space inside."

Yun Qi pointed a finger, and everything in the painting began to move.

The bamboo forest swayed with the wind, mountain springs flowed through bamboo pipes, bead curtains fluttered, chickens and ducks pecked at the ground, everything appeared alive.

Behind the courtyard, in the long river, Jiao Long whipped its tail, its blue-gray back breaking the water, raising layers upon layers of white waves.

The Peacock was full of joy, "I like this place, but why is there a turtle in the river?"

Jiao Long raised its head from the water, voice heavy, "Want to fight?"

"Fight then, I’m not afraid of you." The Peacock did not back down.

"No fighting, or I’ll take you both out and spank you!" Yun Qi’s little face turned stern, full of seriousness, an earnest adult demeanor.

"Got it, I don’t feel like fighting with him anyway."

As she finished speaking, the Great Peacock spread its wings and soared, giving a sharp call, diving into the painting.

A blue-green peacock immediately appeared in the image, dragging its shimmering tail feathers, flying through the bamboo forest.

The Mountain Ghost put away the painting, not forgetting to mutter, "My fine antique painting is turning into a zoo soon."