No one spoke. About half an incense stick of time passed.
Suddenly, a few shouts came on the wind.
"Saint Son!"
"Lord Saint Son!"
Two priests and three Divine Temple guards, their faces alight with pleasant surprise, put away their flying spiritual beasts and quickly ran over, panting.
Saint Son Mi Yan turned to look at them, his voice slightly weathered. "The Divine Temple no longer exists. You are free to leave on your own."
He knew these individuals well, and was certain they had no ties to an evil cult like Heavenly Fate.
The priests and guards exchanged glances, then quickly knelt before Saint Son Mi Yan. "Wherever the Saint Son is, the Divine Temple will always exist. We are willing to follow the Saint Son!"
Saint Son Mi Yan looked at them for a long time before speaking. "You've followed me all this way, so you must know. The Divine Temple Master betrayed our faith, betrayed the gods, and defected to an evil cult called Heavenly Fate!"
"This is good," Saint Son Mi Yan tilted his head slightly, gazing at the bright sunlit sky, and smiled faintly. "If we don't perish in the ashes, we will be reborn from the ashes!"
"As long as you are here, and I support it, the Divine Temple will ultimately rise again."
"Yes!" The priests and guards nodded, their eyes filled with the joy of rebirth after disaster.
The cries of flying spiritual beasts echoed in the sky once more.
Everyone looked over and saw Yu Su and An Hua returning.
Seeing their grim expressions, Mo Lian understood somewhat, furrowing his brow slightly. "They escaped?"
Yu Su nodded. "We don't know if they were covered by the collapsing mountain. My subordinate and An Hua searched the back mountain, but found no signs of life."
Mo Lian's handsome face darkened. After a moment of thought, he nodded faintly. "Let's return to the academy first."
The Divine Temple Master had sent out a signal before his death. It was likely that Heavenly Fate would send people to investigate soon.
It wasn't that they were afraid, but after all this upheaval, everyone was exhausted and simply didn't want to bother with them anymore.
Besides, Qiaoqiao's face was still a bit pale; it was better to go back and rest first.
With Dean Yun Piaomiao, that great Buddha, overseeing the academy, even if enemies followed and attacked, let Yun Piaomiao block them!
Why else was he the Dean?
Far away, Dean Yun, who was drinking tea and reading at Misty Peak in the Royal Academy, suddenly sneezed and looked around with a puzzled expression.
"Qiaoqiao."
Mo Lian had just called out when he saw his little wife turn her head and present the back of her head to him.
He inwardly cursed, knowing he was in trouble. He quickly went to her side, pulled her into his arms, and said, "Qiaoqiao, your husband swears, if we encounter any more danger in the future, I will never let you run alone first! Duan Yue, Rotten Peach Blossom, and I will all run with you. We'll run together, advancing and retreating as one, okay?"
Saint Son Mi Yan suddenly caught on, feeling a bit choked by this mouthful of "dog food."
So, the reason Qiaoqiao had cursed him earlier was partly because of Mo Lian and Duan Yue's involvement?
Qiaoqiao had cursed him for Mo Lian and Duan Yue's shares as well!
Why was he so unlucky?
Qiaoqiao glanced at the man with an expressionless face.
She should have gotten angry back at Red River Canyon, but then her body grew, and she somehow forgot about it...
Running away first in danger once or twice—wasn't she capable enough?!
Hmph!
She wouldn't talk to him!
Chapter 3221: 4.821 All Destroyed
Crown Prince Mo immediately shook his little wife's body, constantly winking at Duan Yue.
Duan Yue stood obediently to the side, motionless. Heh, he wasn't going to step forward and get reprimanded!
"This scoundrel!" Crown Prince Mo glared fiercely at Duan Yue, then immediately put on a smiling expression for his wife. "Qiaoqiao, Duan Yue knows he was wrong!"
Duan Yue: !
What could he have done wrong? Weren't all those bad ideas from Mo Lian?
Like, "You take Qiaoqiao and leave, Rotten Peach Blossom and I will cover the rear."
Didn't he express that very meaning to him with his eyes? Now he's pushing the blame onto him?
"It's all Rotten Peach Blossom's fault, coming up with such terrible ideas! Both times it was his idea!" Fortunately, Mo Lian didn't put the blame on him directly.
But, how innocent was Immortal Venerable Taohua...
Just because he and Little Taisui were still wandering around the Divine Temple, checking the terrain, Crown Prince Mo used him as a shield.
Duan Yue's mouth twitched. He flashed to Qiao Mu's side and said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, let's go back. I'm a bit hungry!"
After all that commotion, it was indeed time to be hungry. It was fine when it wasn't mentioned, but once it was, Qiaoqiao's stomach also rumbled a bit.
"Next time you two flirt and abandon me, just try it!" Qiaoqiao snorted, then turned and roared at Mo Lian, "Don't always make Rotten Peach Blossom take the blame!"
Duan Yue blinked, then glanced at Mo Lian.
Mo Lian immediately rolled his eyes at him, "saying" with his gaze, Who the heck is flirting with you?!
"What are you two exchanging glances about now?" Qiaoqiao suddenly turned back, her big eyes darting around, looking at them unhappily.
"No, nothing," Mo Lian quickly stepped forward, took his little wife's hand, and chuckled, "Duan Yue was telling me that he'll roast the Colorful Divine Fish later."
The little stoic's eyes brightened slightly. She feigned a reluctant expression. "Alright, then let him do it. I was originally thinking of roasting some for you."
She also thought that Duan Yue's roasting tasted better than hers...
Mo Lian's lips curved. Duan Yue looked at them helplessly.
Soon, Immortal Venerable Taohua and Little Taisui's group returned separately and said, "The surroundings have been cleared. Let's go."
Saint Son Mi Yan, clutching his half-severed arm, looked back at the ruins, then followed everyone, leaping onto the Golden Dragon's back.
The group headed towards the academy, flying for nearly an hour, leaving the Divine Temple's territory.
They didn't stop until they returned to the ruined Red River Canyon, entering the no-fly zone. There, they found a place to rest and got some food to fill their stomachs.
After eating, they set off again. Qiao Mu opened the teleportation array, found a general direction, and teleported towards the Royal Academy.
In the early evening.
A man wearing a silver ghoul mask led a dozen trusted subordinates onto the scorched earth of the Sun-Moon Divine Temple, which resembled a wasteland.
Looking at everything before him, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's destroyed, completely destroyed! They truly are a ruthless bunch."
Look at what the Sun-Moon Divine Temple has become?
"Reporting, Hall Master, the back mountain has been razed to the ground." The trusted subordinate reporting also had a glint of disbelief in his eyes.
"Has the Temple Master's body been found?" The Ghost-Masked Hall Master took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, a glint flashed within them.
Time to sleep!