OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 715: How Can Hatred Compare to the Sweetness of Fortune?
He finished speaking, and with a flick of his sleeve.
The Xiu Luo Envoys distributed torches.
At first, the townsfolk dared not make any moves, only constantly scrutinizing the demon bird.
This was because they had never seen such a demon before, dared not make a move, and were even more fearful.
Feng Fuce softly said, "Think of that innocent child who died."
Most homes had children.
Someone immediately roared, "Die, demon bird!"
A torch was thrown out with a "whoosh," landing on the firewood, instantly igniting the oil atop it.
As the flames rose, more townsfolk grew bold and hurled their torches.
Every mouth roared and shouted, venting the fear and trepidation of these days.
Feng Fuce stood quietly not far from the fire pit, feeling this surge of resentful energy.
Under normal circumstances, this hatred would increase his mana.
Actually, the demon bird didn’t need to be burned alive; Feng Fuce had ways to find the hidden whereabouts of those children.
However, by doing it this way now, he could absorb that resentful emotion to restore his primordial spirit and increase his power.
But somehow.
Feng Fuce found that the resentment’s power he used to savor, today seemed somewhat foul, and even unbearable.
He recalled how Bai Zhi’er would often feed him things carrying the scent of good fortune, sweet as honey.
In comparison, he found the townspeople’s resentment even more intolerable.
Feng Fuce turned around, walking towards the distance and coldly instructed Lu Wang, "Watch over here."
Inside Ruizhu Palace.
Bai Zhi’er lay in soft bedding, black hair scattered on the pillow, making her small face seem rounder, her skin as smooth and lustrous as pearls.
The little one held up the ring to examine it carefully.
Top-quality white jade with not a trace of impurity.
Bai Zhi’er sniffed under her little nose.
"Hmm, it smells like Brother Ce, fresh and cheerful!"
The little one smiled, completely forgetting that jade should be scentless.
At this moment, A Ruo’s voice came from the doorway, "Sister Qingmei, has the princess fallen asleep?" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Before Qingmei could reply, Bai Zhi’er loudly said, "Not yet, Sister A Ruo, come in and speak."
It wasn’t long before A Ruo walked in.
Qingmei took her cue to exit and closed the door.
A Ruo said quietly, "Emperor, I feel there’s something not quite right."
Bai Zhi’er blinked her long lashes and sat up, "What’s up?"
A Ruo frowned, "I found this demon bird familiar at first, but the more I thought about it when I returned to the room, the more off it seemed."
"Then it suddenly came to me, it should be a demon bird named Gu Huo locked in the Heavenly Court’s Demon-locking Tower, it shouldn’t appear here."
"If it’s appearing in the Mortal World, it means it escaped from the Demon-locking Tower, this is a big deal!"
Bai Zhi’er’s small face showed sudden shock.
Her eyes widened, round and watery, "Again escaping from the Demon-locking Tower?"
A Ruo nodded, "Previously, there was an evil demon, a weasel, that also escaped from there."
Bai Zhi’er furrowed her brow, holding her cheeks with small hands, "No, no, I vaguely remember, mother leads some of the Immortal uncles to reinforce the Demon-locking Tower once in a while."
"They shouldn’t be able to escape!"
A Ruo opened her mouth, murmured, "Yes..."
She couldn’t tell the Emperor that the Heavenly Daoist was injured.
Perhaps the Demon-locking Tower’s loosening several times was because the Heavenly Dao Emperor was straining the sick body, yet his mana was daily diminishing.
Bai Zhi’er comforted her, "Sister A Ruo, don’t worry, mom is very powerful, maybe it’s just an accident! The world is so big, the demon bird might be hiding elsewhere, and we just don’t know!"
A Ruo begrudgingly nodded, "The Emperor is right."
But knowing the truth, she could hardly be at ease.
A Ruo felt she must hurry back to the Heavenly Court, perhaps the Emperor needed her help!
