Chapter 162: Sizzle, Sizzle, Sizzle~~

That is right. In Xiao Jihan’s eyes, she was no rookie at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Instead, she was a supreme expert at the late stage of the Deity Transformation realm, complete with an artifact spirit and the Karma Fire Red Lotus, the most powerful innate divine artifact in the world combining both offense and defense!

And he had very obediently played the role of a delicate, pampered wife who would not hold his powerful partner back and would take good care of himself in times of crisis.

When reading the original novel, Yan Shu had thought the male protagonist was an invincible powerhouse.

Only after transmigrating did she realize that, given the choice, the male protagonist would much rather live off a woman.

Things had reached this point, and even if there were no rice to cook, she would have to conjure some up.

She had originally wanted to latch onto a powerful backer, only to turn around and find that she had become the powerful backer herself!

She felt a sorrowful sense of having picked up the wrong script.

Alas, this was so difficult!

The Karma Fire Red Lotus was her trump card, and Yan Shu did not want to use it just yet. She intended to test the Heavenly Dao first.

Since it could understand her words and guide her way, it must certainly be able to understand whatever else she said.

Therefore, she raised her head to look at the sky, pointed upward, and said in a clear voice, "I don't care, send down lightning to strike those people for me! Don't play dumb, I know you understand!"

Upper Realm

Siming, Hengyang, and Hua'an all simultaneously cast their gazes toward the handsome man beside them.

Siming swallowed hard and offered a dry laugh, "Ha... haha, Immortal Venerable Fengshu is as bold as ever. Without knowing anything, she just relied on her intuition to start giving orders to the Divine Emperor."

The Divine Emperor, born and nurtured by the universe, ruled over the three realms and maintained the operational laws of the three realms. From a certain perspective, he was the Heavenly Dao of the three realms itself.

Now, with Immortal Venerable Fengshu's memories completely wiped and situated in the lower realm, she actually dared to command the Divine Emperor based on her superficial understanding. Could he say that Immortal Venerable Fengshu truly deserved to be the fated partner of the Divine Emperor?

Such audacity was simply beyond the reach of ordinary people!

Hengyang also looked at the handsome man and said, "Divine Emperor, what do you think of this..."

Should we withdraw first? Even if you bend the law for personal reasons, we can pretend we didn't see anything.

The handsome man, however, ignored them. He only frowned as he glanced at Xiao Jihan, who was standing safely and comfortably behind Yan Shu.

Tsk, it really was too disgraceful to look at.

He had originally stripped away one soul and three spirits to descend into the lower realm, purposely peeling off the specific spirit that had first fallen in love with Fengshu, all so that he could cherish and take care of her.

Yet now...

He was somewhat reluctant to admit that the person down there was himself.

He shifted his gaze away from Xiao Jihan and onto Yan Shu, who was lifting her small face and making the audacious demand for the Heavenly Dao to drop lightning to help her fight.

Such an adorable expression of being spoiled and arrogant was something he had not seen in a very long time.

The last time she had worn this expression for him was when he was 'recovering from his injuries' on Mount Feng.

Back then, she was still a little phoenix. Perhaps she had reached her rebellious phase, as she liked to spend her days comparing her beauty with others—oh wait, comparing her beauty with other phoenixes.

Everyone on that mountain was a phoenix with their own background and backing. If one really traced it back, they might end up with a generational gap where "I am your grandmother, and you are my granddaughter." No matter who was invited to act as a judge, there would always be suspicion of favoritism.

Thus, he, the 'impartial' outsider, became the ideal candidate for a judge.

Although there were five colors of phoenixes—the red ones were called Feng, the yellow ones Yuechu, the cyan ones Luan, the purple ones Yuque, and the white ones Honghu—to be honest, he could not tell the difference between one phoenix and another at all. Weren't they all adorned with the same phoenix crests and beaks, radiating the same multicolored brilliance?

In his eyes, a multicolored phoenix was no different from multicolored black.

It did not matter, though. His inability to distinguish them was unimportant; what mattered was that he could recognize the little phoenix destined to belong to him.

The little phoenix's train of thought was extremely bizarre and unlike anyone else's.

After such an embarrassing incident at the bathing pool, she had avoided him for two days before openly swaggering in front of him once more. Sometimes in human form, sometimes in her true form, but either way, she always held her little head high with an arrogant expression, walking with a swagger that showed she acknowledged no relatives.

It was as if, so long as she refused to admit it, what happened at the bathing pool had never occurred.

When other phoenixes came looking for him, the 'impartial' judge, to decide who looked better,

she would look at him with this very expression of spoiled arrogance, as though she were saying to him: Are you going to help me or not? If you don't help me, I'll cut ties with you! Hmph!

Clearly, at that time, they had no relationship to speak of.

The handsome Divine Emperor looked at the small face of Yan Shu in the lower realm, sighed almost imperceptibly in his heart, and waved his sleeve.

Hearing Yan Shu's words and watching her point at the sky overhead, the four men looked as though they had just seen a fool.

What kind of idiot would ask the heavens to send down lightning to strike them?!

Did she think the heavens were her father or her husband? How could they possibly listen to her?

One of them sneered, "This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard in my life!"

"She even wants the heavens to strike us. Is she unable to beat us, so she's planning to make us laugh to death?"

"Is this the kind of idiot that Yuwen Che has taken a fancy to? His taste is truly unique."

Another person shouted to Xiao Jihan behind Yan Shu, "Hey! Does your Qinglei Sect only produce idiots? You actually think an idiot like this can protect you?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jihan's pair of phoenix eyes instantly grew even more chilling. He said coldly, "You will know once you try."

Hearing this, the four of them burst into loud laughter.

"Damn! I'm really going to die of laughter because of them!"

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a fierce gale whipped through the courtyard, and the laughter abruptly ceased!

The four of them froze in unison, moving as if playing back at 0.1x speed as they lifted their heads together to look at the sky.

They saw that the sky, which had originally been clear with a few scattered stars, was now... still clear with a few scattered stars, except that a mass of thunderclouds had materialized, hovering right above their heads.

The thunderclouds churned, and rumbling thunder echoed continuously.

The four of them widened their eyes in disbelief as they looked at Yan Shu.

The Yan Shu they had just been mocking was currently standing beneath the moonlight, offering them a smile.

Yes!

Those thunderclouds only enveloped the four of them, while Yan Shu, who stood a mere two yards away, remained peacefully under the moonlight.

Her features were delicate and her smile sweet, yet at this moment, it sent fear welling straight up from the depths of their souls.

The moonlight made Yan Shu's white robes appear luminous. As she watched the involuntary terror creeping into the eyes of the four men, she smiled and slowly spat out two words: "Boom!"

Boom!

Four bolts of heavenly lightning simultaneously crashed down in response!

They struck straight down upon the heads of those four men!

The barrier met the heavenly lightning as if it were nonexistent, instantly turning to ash, while the four men had nowhere to dodge and were hit squarely by the divine thunder!

Zizizizi~~

Yan Shu frowned and disdainfully fanned the air in front of her nose; the smell of roasted human flesh was not pleasant at all.

Everyone except Xiao Jihan and Yan Shu was completely dumbfounded: those four men, Dongfang Shang who stood outside the barrier, and the Demon King who happened to arrive just as Yan Shu declared that heavenly lightning would strike people, and was currently concealing his presence.

The four bolts of heavenly lightning looked formidable, but their actual power was not particularly great.

The four men who took the lightning had all survived several thunder tribulations before, so this level of heavenly lightning caused nothing more than minor injuries to them.

The physical damage was negligible, but the problem was that the psychological trauma these four bolts of lightning inflicted upon them was simply too severe!