Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 1073 - 225: Fated Yet Not Destined

Could this Demon Beast before me actually be Ye Beiming?

Just as Feng Tian was about to voice his suspicion, his already battered body fell to the ground, forever losing the chance to compete with Ye Beiming.

"Phew, finally dead, though it’s just a Three-tailed Heavenly Fox. Is it really that formidable? Then the real Heavenly Fox must be defying the heavens," Donghuang Lingling sighed in relief but immediately realized she had misspoken.

Chang Siming’s expression instantly grew heavy, and his eyes turned hostile as he looked at Yun Sheng.

Feng Tian killed the Red Robe Summoning Emperor, and in Chang Siming’s eyes, Yun Sheng, as a Heavenly Fox, must be a conspirator.

After Gold Coin finished off Feng Tian, he approached Yun Sheng with a fawning expression.

Yun Sheng snorted, pulling Bo Bo back, leaving Gold Coin behind.

Golden Qilin Ye Beiming was suspicious; he couldn’t shake the feeling that Little Wildcat seemed different.

Could it be she discovered something?

Feng Tian completely destroyed the Dutian Blood Seal, and after thorough examination, Chang Siming concluded that the Dutian Blood Seal could not be repaired.

This made Ji Ru Mo breathe a sigh of relief.

Chang Siming wouldn’t relentlessly pursue Yun Sheng anymore.

With the Blood Seal unrepairable, the remaining option was to redraw a Magic Array.

Even though the Fifth Priest died, the sky above the Blood Seal had been heavily corroded with hostility, looking like a sieve full of holes.

The space barrier between Wuji Continent and Bahuang Continent was unprecedentedly weak, and the Eight Desolate Beast Clan’s army could launch their next attack at any time.

"Although I don’t have a method to rebuild the Dutian Blood Seal right now, I believe that as long as Ru Mo and I have some time, we’ll definitely find a solution," Chang Siming was confident about this.

He and Ji Ru Mo possessed many Magic Books, and he had already contacted the Mainland Magic Elite Camp.

I’m sure both parties searching ancient texts will definitely find some clues.

Time is running out; the longer it drags on, the more likely the next wave of Beast Warriors from the Eight Desolate Beast Clan will arrive.

Who knows who will come next after the Fifth Priest?

So during this time, it’s crucial to quickly find alternative new Magic Arrays to replace the Dutian Blood Seal.

The discovery of New Magic, for now, remains elusive.

After some discussion, everyone decided to set up camp near the Dutian Inn for the time being.

Though Feng Tian’s death was due to his own doing, he was a trainee of the Mainland Magic Elite Camp. Senior Sister Lan collected his corpse, cremated it, and would send his ashes back to his mentor in a few days.

Feng Tian was an orphan; the Mainland Magic Elite Camp was the only one to lay him to rest.

After the Blood Seal collapsed, people from various powers arrived one after another. With so many people, besides the wounded being placed in the relatively better guest rooms of the inn, most had to sleep on the open ground outside the inn.

Yun Sheng stayed in a tent with Lingling and Senior Sister Lan.

Because of the cold war with Ye Beiming, Yun Sheng unceremoniously expelled him from the tent.

Poor Gold Coin was forced to lie outside the tent, occasionally letting out dissatisfied growls.

Worried that Blood Cloud Beasts might appear at night, they arranged for shifts to keep watch.

In the middle of the night, Yun Sheng woke up and found Lingling missing.

Yun Sheng teleported out of the tent instantly.

Outside the tent, Gold Coin was nowhere to be seen.

Yun Sheng felt a vague sense of loss and searched around outside, discovering Donghuang Lingling sitting by an Illumination Magic Array, lost in thought.

"Lingling, what’s wrong?" Yun Sheng approached.

Under the Illumination Magic Array, Donghuang Lingling’s brows were furrowed, and there were visible traces of tears at the corners of her eyes.

"Nothing," Donghuang Lingling hurriedly covered up when she heard Yun Sheng’s voice.

"Is it because of Gu Feng?" Yun Sheng had noticed earlier that Donghuang Lingling seemed to have had a fallout with Gu Feng.

They were always bickering like a pair of lovers, but Donghuang Lingling had never cried before whenever she fought with Gu Feng. But this time?

"I’ve thought it over. Gu Feng and I can’t be together," Donghuang Lingling had been troubled over this issue all night.

She certainly liked Gu Feng, but his timid nature disappointed Donghuang Lingling time and again.

Especially today, Donghuang Lingling’s hope was thoroughly crushed.

"Gu Feng is a Light Mage; he can’t charge into battle like other Mages, but he can save people. You know, it’s a different kind of warfare. Lingling, you can’t let hatred blind you. I understand you want to find a man who can help you avenge, but you can’t abandon Gu Feng, who truly cares for you, just for the sake of hatred," Yun Sheng advised.

"Yun Sheng, you’re not me; you can’t understand the weight of responsibility I bear. I’m about to inherit the throne of Emperor Donghuang. My brother is in such condition he can’t assume the leadership anymore. My mother hopes I find a Prince Consort who can provide both civil and military assistance. Gu Feng is unsuitable for me," Donghuang Lingling had made her decision, and no amount of persuasion from Yun Sheng could change her mind.

Yun Sheng wanted to say more, but Donghuang Lingling wasn’t willing to continue the conversation.

"Yun Sheng, I’ve made up my mind. It’s my turn to keep watch. You should rest," Donghuang Lingling stood up and left without looking back.

Yun Sheng didn’t immediately leave; she sighed, "Gu Feng, come out."

Since Yun Sheng found Donghuang Lingling, she’d already noticed Gu Feng hiding nearby in the corner.

The boy probably found Donghuang Lingling a moment before she did, but seeing Lingling still angry, he didn’t dare approach.

Gu Feng must have heard everything Donghuang Lingling said.

The boy’s eyes were red, his nose red—he looked both pitiful and irritating.

"Yun Sheng, does Lingling really not want me anymore?" Gu Feng hadn’t slept well since night fell; he knew his response during the day disappointed Lingling, but he didn’t expect Lingling to decide to leave him.

"Gu Feng, you clearly heard Lingling’s words. Don’t be too sad. Lingling is just upset now; maybe things will turn around later," Yun Sheng didn’t know what else to say.

She wasn’t good at handling emotional issues; otherwise, her troubles with Ye Hu wouldn’t be so chaotic.

Gu Feng and Lingling were both her good friends, and she didn’t want either to be hurt.

But if Lingling truly became Emperor Donghuang, Gu Feng indeed wouldn’t be a suitable Prince Consort.

"Yun Sheng, thank you for comforting me. I... I know what to do now," Gu Feng smiled bitterly.

He understood Yun Sheng was trying to console him.

Lingling was going to find a new Prince Consort; she wouldn’t return.

Empress Dowager Situ had disliked him for a long time, which Gu Feng was well aware of.

He could only blame himself for being useless.

Gu Feng left, dejected, one step at a time.

Yun Sheng watched Gu Feng’s fading silhouette, then lifted her gaze to the hostility-filled Sky Blood Realm, a heavy feeling growing stronger within her, as if something was about to happen.

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