The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 196 - 194: I’m about to die, can you make me a poem?

Chapter 196: Chapter 194: I’m about to die, can you make me a poem?

"Roar!" The Jiao Long let out a furious roar and flew out of the river, closely followed by the Peacock.

The two great Demon Kings perched to the left and right above Yun Qi’s head. The Jiao Long’s body flipped, and its dark scales glistened with cold light.

The Peacock unfurled its splendid tail feathers, dazzling with colors, flowing like a galaxy cascades, stars falling.

"You, you two?!" The Snow Mountain Goddess could hardly believe her eyes.

"Noble Demon Kings, yet you listen to a little girl? You truly disgrace our Demon Clan!" the Snow Mountain Goddess said angrily.

The Jiao Long was about to speak when the Peacock interjected, "Who are you to care? What rank do you hold? And why, just because we’re all Demons, do you get called Goddess? Have you no shame?"

"You..."

"You what?" The Peacock, sharp-tongued and opinionated, having posed as a Fake God on Langqi Island for centuries, was finally liberated, "Let me tell you from experience, don’t be self-deceptive, a Demon is just a Demon, don’t pretend to be a God! You’d be best off joining us, Qi has lots of good food, miss it now, and you’ll regret it later."

The Snow Mountain Goddess stared at him, stunned, suspecting he might be insane, a whip appeared in her hand, striking a huge Stone Man behind her: "What are you standing there for? Crush those three into pulp for me!"

As she finished speaking, two Stone Men roared and reached towards Yun Qi.

Yun Qi’s figure flashed, two small hands clasped behind her back, her stance graceful like a butterfly, eyes glistening like water, she said, "You two deal with the Stone Men, I’ll capture the Snow Mountain Goddess."

The Jiao Long grunted, "Understood."

Its body shot straight out, huge dragon tail smacking one Stone Man’s face, immediately causing several large rocks to fall from its body.

Seeing this, the Peacock was unwilling to lag behind, spread its wings, flew towards the Stone Man, extended its neck, and breathed out scorching flames like a swimming snake engulfing the Stone Man.

The dragon and the bird tangled with the Stone Men.

Yun Qi went straight to chase the Snow Mountain Goddess, who lifted her arms in fury, her white dress instantly turning into a black robe, skirts billowing, countless crows flying out from beneath, covering the sky, forming a spiral barrier, only countless pairs of scarlet eyes were visible within the inky feathers, giving a sense of crossing from the human world into a demon’s lair.

Demons, fallen rebels among the Five Clans.

Yun Qi sighed quietly in her heart, the Snow Mountain Goddess had guarded the Snow Mountain for millennia, yet she had fallen into the Demon Clan.

Without seeing Yun Qi, the Snow Mountain Goddess felt a bit triumphant, but then heard a crisp tearing sound by her ear, turned around to see Yun Qi holding a Fire Sword high in one hand, slashing through the spiral barrier with a rip.

The crows’ dismembered fragments fell like rain.

Under the firelight, Yun Qi’s phoenix eyes blazed, like a heavenly incarnation, raising the Fire Sword and striking with force.

The Snow Mountain Goddess cried out in pain as a cut bloodied her body.

She still wanted to escape, but numerous vines stretched out in mid-air, snaking around her, leaving her unable to move.

The Mountain Ghost appeared halfway out of the void, swiftly appraised the Snow Mountain Goddess, her exquisite and beautiful face full of disdain: "I thought you’d be more beautiful, not much, just a bit worse than me."

Yun Qi: ...

She wondered why the Mountain Ghost suddenly helped, turns out it was for a beauty contest.

The Snow Mountain Goddess glared angrily: "Nonsense! I’m prettier than you!"

The Mountain Ghost, unwilling to hear this, rushed out of the painting, "Look at you, transformed from ice and snow accumulating spiritual energy, what’s the point of beauty if you’re cold as ice, not fun at all. I, on the other hand, transformed from mountain flowers and grasses, not only am I beautiful, but fragrant all over, good at singing and dancing, everyone loves me, can you compete with that?"

In the Mountain Ghost’s pretty, clear eyes, there was an innocent and lively sparkle.

"You!" The Snow Mountain Goddess’ mouth twitched, suspecting she encountered yet another lunatic.

"How’s it going on your side, little friend?" Li Bai appeared, clothes fluttering like an Immortal.

Yun Qi: "Uncle Bai, I..."

"Are you Li Bai?!" The Snow Mountain Goddess’ eyes trembled with disbelief.

Li Bai turned around, smoothed his handsome beard: "Indeed it is I, do you know me?"

The Snow Mountain Goddess suddenly grew excited, even showing a shy, youthful look: "When you went west and entered Yumen Pass, drinking and composing poetry, I knew of you. I also know the human world calls you the ’Banished Immortal’, I can recite all your poems!"

Li Bai shook his hand in annoyance: "Ah, too much fame. Echoing through the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, is a burden too."

Just said, felt his sleeve tugged by someone, the Mountain Ghost’s eyes sparkled: "Brother Li Bai, I love your poems too, how are you so talented? Unlike me, with only a pretty face!"

Yun Qi: ...

She awkwardly rubbed her nose, questioning what she just accepted.

The Snow Mountain Goddess suddenly appeared mournful, her expression sorrowful, the perpetually icy face notably alluring: "Master Li Bai, could you make a poem for me? After all, I’m about to die, hearing your poetry before I die, I’d have no regrets!"

Li Bai stroked his beard, hands behind his back, looked towards the expansive Snow Mountain, deep sky, solemnly said: "My poetic inspiration happens to be vivid, then let’s compose a poem!"

Yun Qi was instantly thrilled, full of anticipation.

Li Bai just opened his mouth, when the sky echoed with the quarrel between Jiao Long and Peacock:

"I said this is mine, why are you fighting me for it!"

"I saw you weren’t a match for the stone monster, helped you yet you aren’t grateful!"

"It’s none of your business, you want to fight?"

"Let’s fight, I’ve been fed up with you!"

...

Everyone looked at Yun Qi, who immediately shouted sternly: "No fighting, Mr. Bai is about to compose a poem."

Jiao Long and Peacock locked claws, about to fight, hearing Yun Qi, they separated instantly, fixing their gaze on Li Bai.

Li Bai smiled: "Listening to their bickering disrupted the mood, maybe next time."

Instantly, the Mountain Ghost, Snow Mountain Goddess, Yun Qi, all three pairs of eyes stared daggers at Jiao Long and Peacock.

The two Demon Kings, knowing they messed up, glared at each other, obediently returned to the painting.

The Snow Mountain Goddess sighed: "Too bad I won’t hear Li Bai’s poem before I die."

Li Bai smiled: "Not necessarily, as long as you don’t die, one day you’ll hear my poetry."

"Really?" The Snow Mountain Goddess frowned, then looked at Yun Qi: "She won’t let me go."

Yun Qi said, "I’m just helping the 49th Bureau this time, how you’re dealt with depends on the 49th Bureau’s decision." She nodded to the Mountain Ghost: "Tie her up, take her back."

"Got it," the Mountain Ghost replied lazily.

Li Bai strode down the mountain, Yun Qi caught up: "Uncle Bai, I want to take back a Snow Mountain Corpse Ghost too, I need to question them."

"No problem," Li Bai said, recalling he had cut most Corpse Ghosts, though one was cut in half, not killed.

"Is half okay? It’s hard to find a whole one."

"Of course," Yun Qi smiled sweetly.

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