Phoenix true form? Could it be that coincidental?
Mo Qi almost burst out laughing. Was this guy here to crack jokes?
Hei Kui, with a dark expression, angrily rebuked, "Yan Xing, are you done yet? Your words are offensive, and you're insubordinate. One challenge was understandable, but you're relentless, escalating the situation. Do you want to plunge our tribe into eternal damnation? Guards..."
He intended to call for guards to take Yan Xing away. However, just as his men stepped forward, a group of people emerged from behind Yan Xing. The two groups glared at each other, forming a standoff.
The air was thick with tension, ready to ignite at any moment.
Mo Qi waved his hand and looked at Yan Xing, "It's fine. Since you've made such a request, I will naturally grant it. However, I don't wish for you to pester me continuously. No matter how amiable I am, I can still get angry."
Yan Xing felt surprised. What was going on? Could he really be the Holy Emperor? If not, how would he demonstrate?
Hei Kui's face also twitched. Did he want to die? Was he unable to persist? Under such immense pressure, it was indeed overwhelming. It was a miracle he wasn't insane already.
"Why should there be a test? The Holy Emperor is our Holy Emperor. If he wants a demonstration, show it to him. With so many people across the myriad worlds, if everyone demands a demonstration, can you possibly manage?" Hei Kui said.
Mo Qi rolled his eyes. Couldn't he do more harm than good with his good intentions?
"Uh, it's fine. I'm very approachable. Besides, his request isn't unreasonable; it's just a demonstration. A small effort. Moreover, I rarely visit other places. I came down this time because I discovered... because... I seemed to hear your summons."
"I often hear summons from other places too, but I don't necessarily go. I came here today because you have sincerity, and second, because you genuinely need help."
Damn, he was quite eloquent. Was he addicted to playing games, or was he truly the Holy Emperor?
Hei Kui was also somewhat bewildered, staring at Mo Qi blankly.
Mo Qi looked at Yan Xing. Perhaps sensing the laws of heaven and earth, he suddenly had an epiphany. A scene flashed in his mind, and he cleared his throat before saying, "You doubted my prediction and control abilities earlier. So, I will tell you what is about to happen to you."
Yan Xing frowned. What was he talking about?
However, he quickly understood. The other party was trying to divert everyone's attention. It was evident that he couldn't demonstrate his phoenix true form and was attempting to muddle through with irrelevant talk.
But with lightning everywhere, how could he possibly muddle through?
If he wanted to predict, let him predict. When his prediction failed, it would expose him.
While Yan Xing was contemplating, Mo Qi was anxious. He had no idea how long the other party would take to think.
If the predicted event occurred while the other party was still thinking, what was the point of predicting?
Hei Kui came forward again, whispering in his ear, "If you hit him, he will still fight back!"
Mo Qi nodded repeatedly, "Got it, thank you for the reminder."
Hei Kui retreated to the side with satisfaction.
Yan Xing had finished his considerations and said with a smile, "Go ahead, tell me what is about to happen to me. But no more talk about hitting me and me fighting back. If you predict correctly, I'll turn into a puppy for you to see... Hahaha."
The surrounding people also chimed in, laughing unrestrainedly.
"You will be struck by lightning!" Mo Qi blurted out immediately.
Finally, he had said it before it happened. He felt a little excited!
However, the air was deathly silent. Everyone fell into a stunned silence.
Yan Xing looked up at the sky. It was cloudless, with a bright red sun hanging high in the sky. In such weather, he claimed it would thunder?
Yan Xing burst into laughter again, and the others followed suit, laughing so hard they could barely stand.
Even Hei Kui's men couldn't help but chuckle, but after receiving a glare from Hei Kui, they stifled their laughter.
Hei Kui looked at Mo Qi, "What are you doing? Do you really want to die? Don't drag me down with you!"
Mo Qi, on the other hand, looked expectantly at the sky, no longer confident himself.
Could it be that he had misjudged? The scene that flashed in his mind was clearly something about to happen. Besides that, what else could it be?
Yan Xing was laughing so hard he almost choked. He finally managed to stop, and upon hearing the laughter of his subordinates, he couldn't help but laugh again. He patted his subordinate while saying, "Ha, stop laughing, haha, stop laughing..."
At that moment, without any warning, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck Yan Xing.
Everyone only saw Yan Xing's body enveloped in light. With a deafening roar, Yan Xing fell to the ground.
The subordinate he had been chasing was thrown backward, convulsing on the ground.
After the light disappeared, Yan Xing's body came into view. He was completely charred, emitting black smoke. His hair was matted together, scorched, and also emitting wisps of smoke.
After a long while, his body was still trembling uncontrollably.
Everyone thought he was dead. However, his hands trembled as he reached for the ground, seemingly struggling to stand up.
His two subordinates quickly rushed to help him.
At this moment, Hei Kui and his subordinates stared at Mo Qi in utter shock. This was too incredible!
The prediction was perfectly accurate!
As the leader of his tribe, Hei Kui was well-traveled and had encountered prophets with incredibly powerful divination abilities. However, even they could only make general predictions. Who could predict the future with such precision? It was likely only a Holy Emperor!
At this point, the admiration people had for Mo Qi was overwhelming.
Yan Xing's shock was also extraordinary. He struggled to get up with the help of others, but his eyes were fixed on Mo Qi, with a hint of reverence in them.
Could it be that this was truly the Holy Emperor?
However, he felt something was not quite right, though he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Mo Qi stared at him with a sharp gaze, "Yan Xing, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
Turning into a puppy, that was something he had said himself.
Mo Qi also believed that with his cultivation, he could completely achieve it.
It wasn't just those who had cultivated the Eighty-Nine Arcane Arts who could transform!
Yan Xing knew he couldn't escape his fate, but he wanted to struggle a bit more.
He raised his hands, which were almost burnt to charcoal, "Look at me, how can I transform now? My cultivation is almost depleted, and I can't even walk."
Mo Qi let out a cold snort, "No rush, we can wait until you recover."
With that, he sat down on the main seat.
Today was a good opportunity to establish his authority!
He had arrived in this world, unfamiliar with the surroundings (though he had some memories of certain places, most things had changed), and it was difficult to move. If he encountered floods and fierce beasts, he would be afraid.
But if he could establish a foothold here, many of the people, wealth, and resources here could be used for his benefit.
With this tribe as a foundation, he could gradually expand his influence and help him achieve many goals, such as finding people, seeking revenge, or solving the ice-sealing problem of his star world.
This Blackwater Tribe should be a very small tribe, so much so that his past life had no memory of it. However, it was certain that this region was still within the territory of the Red Leaf Kingdom.
If he wanted to understand the changes in the Red Leaf Kingdom over the past tens of thousands of years, he could stay and inquire slowly, searching for the whereabouts of his enemies.
Some things wouldn't even require him to act personally!
At this moment, more tribesmen heard the sound of lightning and were drawn over, gathering from afar.
Men and women, old and young, all sorts of people, converged.
People saw a stranger sitting in the main position of the square and felt incredulous, "Is there going to be a new tribal chief?"
"Or have we been conquered by an invading enemy?"
"But he's alone! Why should we fear him?"
Hei Kui surveyed the surroundings and, seeing that most of the tribesmen had arrived, declared loudly, "Everyone, please come closer and pay respects to our Holy Emperor of the Myriad Worlds."
Holy Emperor of the Myriad Worlds?
That was an existence beyond reach, and today, he was appearing before them so vividly?
People rubbed their eyes, feeling incredulous.
And yet, it felt somewhat unlike him!
"He doesn't look like the statue either!" some people said, looking at the statue. Although it was destroyed, they still had faint memories.
No one knew who had carved this statue, perhaps an ancestor of their ancestors. They didn't know if they had truly seen the Holy Emperor or if they had made it up based on their imagination.
But the tribal chief said the person before them was the Holy Emperor, so he was the Holy Emperor. What reason would the tribal chief have to lie?
Thus, everyone knelt on the ground, shouting in unison, "We pay respects to the Holy Emperor!"
Mo Qi feigned anger and glanced at the tribal chief, "Didn't I say I wanted to be low-key? I don't want to disturb more people, nor do I want more people to know my whereabouts. If everyone comes to pay homage, it will disrupt the order of the myriad worlds."
The tribal chief rolled his eyes. If he wanted to be low-key, why was he sitting so high up?
"Alright, I understand," the tribal chief Hei Kui replied, then turned to everyone and said, "Everything is fine here. You can all return."
The people obediently stood up, slowly rose, and dispersed.
However, an old man slowly walked forward, approaching the tribal chief. "Tribal Chief, I see the Holy Emperor is so young and talented. He's quite a match for my granddaughter, Sun Qian. Why don't you try to arrange something?"
The tribal chief glared at him, "What are you thinking? What is the Holy Emperor's status? Would he fancy your granddaughter? Don't humiliate yourself!"
If anyone were to arrange something, it should be for his granddaughter! His granddaughter was unmarried and no less beautiful than your granddaughter. How could your granddaughter be considered?
The old man was not discouraged, "Just try to arrange it, what if it works out?"
The tribal chief waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, I understand. You may go."
The old man shuffled away. The elder was also helped away. Before leaving, he repeatedly cautioned Yan Xing to keep his promise and not to renege, lest he anger the Holy Emperor and bring disaster upon the entire tribe.
Yan Xing was thinking that as time passed, it would be good if everyone forgot about this matter!
But he didn't expect that old fossil to still remember it. It went without saying that others would definitely remember it too.
Yan Xing's expression grew increasingly grim.