Now this fake finally understood where the name came from and why it’s so familiar.

  Perhaps it’s the comforting words she kept muttering to herself, but that original pale complexion had returned to normal. Inhaling deeply, the goddess gazes down at the coming trio.

  “So you are Bai Yan, Yun Feng’s daughter?”


  Not caring to answer, Bai Yan directly bypasses everyone and came before her own grandmother. Smiling: “Grandma, are you all right?”


  All tied inside, Jun Tian Yue didn’t know whether to be happy or angry at the girl’s presence: “You should not have come.”


  “Those who need to come will eventually come anyways.” Swinging around with an undiscernible smile, “So it’s you who caused my parents to separate and my mother’s disappearance?”


  Huffing at the accusation: “Me fancying Yun Feng is his fortune. If he’s unwilling to accept my goodwill then it’s his fault so don’t blame me, isn’t that right Fei Feiyang?”


  For the traitorous old man, anything this fake goddess says now would be right, even if to the sane human the argument was ridiculous and unjust.

  “Your Grace’s word is right. The fact that the young lord can be fancied by you is his honor!” Turning himself to face the one who got himself expelled from the Misty Fairy House, there’s no warmth in this old man’s face: “Miss Bai, I’m afraid you still don’t know about the identity of the goddess am I right?”


  Pricking her brow at that, Bai Yan was rather amused and wanted to toy with this old fella. There’s no harm done. “I heard she’s the love interest of the demon lord and celestial lord, plus she’s also the mistress of the four sacred beasts, am I correct?”


  Di Cang wanted to scream in protest,?

  The old man on the other hand was rather taken aback by the quick reply though,?

  “Yan Yan, I’m really innocent, I don’t know who she is…” Di Can urgently explains himself, afraid his wife would misunderstand and turn what little chance he has left into a big fat zero.

  For a while there none were speaking around the altar. Their gazes are now fully turned to the seductive man in question and unsure what the great demon lord was speaking since they don’t know his true identity.

  “You be quiet!” Shooting a stare over to her husband, Bai Yan viciously shuts him up: “You say you are the mistress of the four sacred beasts? Then I like to know… where are they?”


  Pressing down the unease inside, the goddess forcibly put on a mocking snicker: “My sacred beasts aren’t for the likes of you to see. Nothing but an ant, who do you think you are!”


  “Is that so? Then I will take the liberty to show my Azure Dragon instead….” Turning sharp in the eyes, Bai Yan places two fingers up to her lips and blue hard, allowing the whistling sound to reach far into the sky and into everyone’s ear. Almost instantly, the clouds began to dark and rumbling noises were afoot.

  None of these people present were able to utter a single word at this phenomenon because that rumbling roar of a dragon mixed with the booming thunder strikes were nerve racking. But being frightened was one thing, being able to see the actual body of Tsing Yi’s true form as another. It’s massive, literally view covering with her outstretched body.

  For those on the weaker end of the scale, many had gone to their knees by this point. It’s simply too overwhelming like her very presence was enough to warrant the worship of these mortals.