Venerated Venomous Consort

The scholarly kid then looked at Mu Feng. “Messenger Mu Feng, I feel this is a big deal, and it could be done in some other day if Celestial Master Zuo is too busy today instead of just randomly assigning someone to conduct the test.”

He then made a gesture to greet Ring Jialuo. “Your Majesty, I’m here to watch the test with my emperor’s instruction. Even though Huo Qifang is from the Zhaoyang Kingdom and we wish he could be a genuine heaven’s gift discipline, we shouldn’t let this be carried out like a game. We also wish he could be the pride of our country; however, heaven’s gift disciple could affect the future of the entire continent. Could you please invite Celestial Master Zuo to conduct the test?”

It was apparent that he did not trust Gu Xijiu. Besides that, what he said could influence the crowd as well. Those who have originally doubted the result would be even more doubtful now. Suddenly, loud noises could be heard from the crowd.

Mu Feng took a glimpse at Gu Xijiu. He also thought there must be a small mistake because Huo Qifang did not look like a heaven’s gift disciple.

He wanted to speak for Gu Xijiu. However, The Lord told him that heaven’s gift disciples were considered as immortals and no error was tolerable.

Rong Jialuo’s gaze was on Gu Xijiu. She had lost a lot of her spiritual power after the ritual ceremony; hence, she looked slightly pale. However, she seemed to be calm and confident.

Rong Jialuo smiled. “I trust our National Celestial Master’s abilities, and I don’t think she made a mistake.”

“Your Majesty, this is not a small matter; the society would be chaotic if a person like him could also be a heaven’s gift disciple. I’m sure he is not!” The young prince just could not let this slide.

“A person like him…” Gu Xijiu finally voiced out. However, she was talking to Mu Feng. “Messenger Mu Feng, is there a rule to restrict a coward with low spiritual power to be a heaven’s gift disciple?”

Mu Feng shook his head. “None.”

“How about the Spiritual Pillar at the Open Heaven Stage? Has it malfunctioned before?”

“Never.”

“That’s it. Since there’s nothing wrong with the Spiritual Pillar and I conducted the test according to all the procedures, what’s there to be doubted? Huo Qifang is a heaven’s gift disciple!” Gu Xijiu was firm about her decision.

“Celestial Master Gu, this is the first time for you to conduct the test; how did you make sure everything was done correctly? I believe the procedures are all very complicated and a tiny error could result in a different outcome. Messenger Mu, could you confirm that she has done everything accordingly?” The young man got more pumped up with doubts.

Mu Feng frowned because he had no way to judge.

There must be no lie or mistake with regards to all the matters related to heaven’s gift disciples, otherwise, he would be punished by The Lord. Thus, even Mu Feng did not dare to claim that he could confirm.

Mu Feng took a breath and said, “Her method was all right.”

The prince smiled. “That was insufficient to prove it right; perhaps, it was not exactly right? I just feel we should get Celestial Master Zuo to conduct the test again someday.”

Mu Feng was very upset. “Do you think you can just simply instruct Celestial Master Zuo?”

The young prince made a gesture to stop Mu Feng. “I didn’t mean that. However, it’s related to the future of the entire continent; we can’t just let a new Celestial Master conduct the test. We shouldn’t allow for any mistakes right? Especially now when we know for certain that there’s a mistake.”

Mu Feng narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about? She might not be wrong!”

The young man laughed aloud as he raised his chin. “I’m sure she must be wrong! If Huo Qifang is a heaven’s gift disciple then so am I!”

“Come again?” A voice crept into his ears.

“I deserve to be a heaven’s gift disciple.” The young prince said.

“Oh, really? Since you claim it, you should go for a test as well!”

The young prince was stunned with cold sweat! He immediately lifted his head. “Who is…” He did not manage to continue as his gaze stopped at a direction in midair. “My… My Lord!”