Chapter 151 Cream
"When this interlude is over and we go back to Fontainebleau, I want to eat the best cake."
Funina stretched out her hands, gesturing a huge circle. "This big! And you need to add lots of cream!"
Navelette reached out, making a gesture of protection behind her.
Looking at the girl's bright, smiling face, full of life again.
A gentle ripple appeared in his vertical pupils, which always held a stormy and majestic air.
"good."
He agreed.
The voice was soft, yet more solemn than when the ceremony was declared "complete."
Watch your step.
"I know, you long-winded judge."
The wind blows high in the sky.
The wind made the girl's blue skirt flutter, and also dispersed the lingering smell of blood on Villette's clothes.
At the top of this Douluo world, where the strong are respected and cruelty reigns supreme.
The noblest dragon king is protecting his human girl as they walk step by step towards the human world.
The crystal staircase extends into the air, as if to stitch the sky and the earth together.
Navelette's pace was not fast.
He needed to take care of Funina's pace and also needed to complete this "divine descent" ritual in a certain sense.
The group behind me was somewhat uneven.
Qian Renxue held up the lace parasol. Although she tried her best to keep her arm steady, the strong wind at high altitude and the surging injuries inside her body still caused the parasol to sway slightly.
The umbrella ribs creaked under the strain.
Why are you shaking?
Fu Ningna suddenly stopped and turned to look at Qian Renxue.
"This umbrella is very expensive. If it breaks, even selling your golden martial spirit wouldn't be enough to compensate for it."
Qian Renxue's face was pale, and cold sweat slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the collar of her golden palace dress.
"Sorry... it's a bit windy."
Qian Renxue explained through gritted teeth.
As a former goddess of angels, she now couldn't even hold an umbrella properly, and this sense of shame was more unbearable than the excruciating pain in her body.
But she dared not let go.
Navelette didn't turn around, but simply spoke calmly.
"Her divine status was shattered, and her meridians were washed away by the water of the primordial womb. The fact that she can stand now is her limit."
As he finished speaking...
A warm, azure light shot from his fingertips and entered Qian Renxue's brow.
It is not a complete cure.
It only temporarily suppressed the pain in her body and incidentally formed a thin film of water around her, protecting her from the strong winds at high altitude.
Qian Renxue felt a sudden lightness throughout her body.
The suffocating feeling of constantly being on the verge of drowning disappeared, replaced by a strange coolness.
She looked at the tall, upright figure in front of her, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
"Thank you... thank you, sir."
"You're welcome."
Furina turned around and continued walking down the street, fiddling with her gloves as she went. "He just doesn't like people breaking things he's lent out. Me too, I really liked that umbrella."
Qian Renxue pursed her lips, not daring to reply, but silently followed closer, holding the umbrella more steadily.
The rear of the team.
Besides the goddess of life holding desserts, two other figures followed.
One white and one green.
These are the two overlords of the far north, the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress.
Although they weren't the first to be subjected to the "judgment" like the gods of the divine realm, they were still forced to reveal their human form by the terrifying dragon's might, and were now trembling as they followed at the very back.
It seemed that Funina was looking for something new to do because the dessert she had just had was too sweet.
Her gaze passed over Qian Renxue and landed on the two graceful women.
"Navilette".
Funina nudged the man in front of her in the back. "Those two in the back are quite distinctive. The one in all white looks cold and aloof, like the warden of Fontaine who always has a stern face... but he's better looking than him."
Navelette sensed it following her description.
"That's a soul beast."
He said, "The Ice and Snow Maiden and the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion of the far north are considered auspicious beasts in the rules of this world."
"A scorpion?"
Funina's eyes lit up. "Can I eat it?"
Hyotei, who was walking behind, suddenly felt her legs give way and almost tumbled down the crystal staircase.
That seemingly harmless little girl, she just opened her mouth and asked for food?
Moreover, that terrifying water dragon king seemed to be seriously considering this issue.
"The shell is too hard, and the flesh is too cold in nature."
Navelette gave a professional evaluation, as if she were tasting some kind of deep-sea ingredient: "It's troublesome to prepare, and the taste isn't as good as the macarons you just ate."
Hyotei breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of deep gratitude filled their eyes as they looked at Vilette.
Many thanks to the Dragon King for sparing my life.
"but."
Navelette then changed the subject, "As an ornamental item, it's acceptable."
He stopped in his tracks.
The group behind them also stopped.
Navelette turned around, her vertical pupils gazing indifferently at the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress.
"come over."
Just two simple words.
It was like an inviolable decree.
Snow Empress pulled Ice Empress, who was still trembling, and quickly walked to the front, then knelt down three steps away from Vilette.
"Greetings... Lord Dragon King."
Xue Di's voice was clear and cold, yet it carried an undisguised tremor.
As a spirit of heaven and earth, she has the most acute perception of aura.
The man before them exuded an aura of water elemental dominance that was billions of times purer than that of the Silver Dragon King, the source and end point of all water and ice-attribute creatures.
"Raise your head."
Navelette said.
Xue Di looked up as instructed.
It was an absolutely beautiful face, with skin as white as snow, eyes as cold as ice, and a noble temperament like a snow lotus that never melts.
Navigette was not swayed by this beauty.
He reached out his hand.
It wasn't a physical contact, but rather a grasping motion from a distance.
The soul core within the Snow Emperor's body, which had accumulated seven hundred thousand years of cultivation, trembled instantly. A wisp of ultimate ice and snow essence drifted out uncontrollably and landed in Vilette's palm.
It was a pure white mist.
Navelette glanced at it, then rubbed her fingers together lightly.
Sizzle.
The wisp of light was compressed and recombined, eventually transforming into a crystal-clear ice rose.
This rose exudes a chilling aura that could instantly freeze even a titled Douluo, but in Vilette's hands, it is as docile as an ordinary object.
"Since it is an auspicious omen from the far north, it shall be responsible for the air conditioning in the palace."
Navelette handed the ice crystal rose to Funina, saying, "This world is a bit too hot; holding this will make you feel more comfortable."
Funina accepted the ice rose.
Curious, she turned the flower path and discovered that it not only didn't freeze her hands, but instead emitted a refreshing coolness.
"Your skills are quite good."
Funina nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Xue Di kneeling on the ground, "Hey, you with the white hair. From now on, you'll be in charge of making ice for me. You can't slack off when I want chilled juice."
Xue Di was stunned.
Why would you send the head of the Three Kings of the Far North to make ice?
"What? You don't want to?"
Funina raised an eyebrow and gently swayed the ice rose in her hand.
"No...this servant is willing."
Xue Di lowered her head deeply.
She had no right to refuse this man.
and.
Just now, at the moment Vilette extracted her essence, she felt that the bottleneck that had stagnated for tens of thousands of years was showing signs of loosening.
That was a baptism by a higher level of water elemental laws.
For these soul beasts, this might be a blessing in disguise.
"And that scorpion in the green clothes."
Funina pointed at Hyotei, "Don't just sit around doing nothing. I see your tail is quite pointed, so you can be in charge of cutting fruit from now on."
Hyotei: "..."
Navilette did not object to Frynn's arrangement.
To him, whether it was a so-called god-king or a ferocious beast, as long as it made Funina more comfortable in this strange world, it was worthwhile.
The group continued their descent.
At the end of the crystal staircase, one could already touch the thick city wall of Jialing Pass.
The Jialing Pass at this moment.
The solemnity and hustle of the past are long gone.
All the soldiers of the Martial Soul Empire knelt on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.
In the very center of the city wall, on the platform that originally belonged to the Pope.
Two women were standing there at that moment.
One is Bibi Dong.
One is Hu Liena.
They did not kneel.
It wasn't that she wasn't afraid, but rather that Bibi Dong's last shred of dignity as an empress prevented her from kneeling before an outsider in front of everyone.
Even though this outsider had just crushed the realm of gods.
Navelette's boots trod on the blue bricks of Jialing Pass.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed on the deathly silent city wall.
Funina peeked out from behind Navelette and immediately saw Bibi Dong standing at the front.
"Oh."
Furnessa whistled. "There are still people standing here. Vilette, it seems your intimidation isn't all that great after all."
Navelette ignored Funina's teasing.
He looked at Bibi Dong quietly.
The woman was dressed in a purple-gold robe and held a scepter. Although her face was pale and there was blood at the corner of her mouth, her back was still straight.
The Rakshasa God's divine power surged wildly within her body, gradually devouring her life.
"Are you the king of this place?"
Navelette asked.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, her fingers gripping the scepter turning white from the force.
"Empress of the Spirit Empire, Bibi Dong."
Her voice was hoarse, yet every word was firm and resolute, "Now that you have won, you may kill or torture me as you please. But the people of my Martial Soul Empire..."
"I have no interest in killing."
Navilette interrupted her.
He looked around, his gaze sweeping over the kneeling soldiers before finally settling back on Bibi Dong.
"The order here is chaotic, and the law is practically non-existent."
Navilette commented, "You are not qualified as a ruler."
Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.
She had imagined that the other party would humiliate her, kill her, or even enslave her like they had done to Qian Renxue.
But she never expected that the other party would seriously criticize her governance abilities.
"However, this place has been temporarily requisitioned."
Navelette continued, her tone as flat as if she were informing a landlord of an incoming tenant, "Furina needs a place to rest. This place is under her control until the new palace is built."
Bibi Dong stood there, stunned.
Is that... all there is to it?
There was no trial for the destruction of a nation and the extermination of its people?
"Hey, you auntie with the scepter."
Funina stepped out from behind Navelette, still holding the ice rose in her hand.
She looked Bibi Dong up and down, her gaze finally settling on Bibi Dong's face, which, though slightly haggard, still retained its charm.
"Stop standing there trying to look cool."
Fu Ningna pointed to the most luxurious-looking palace behind Bibi Dong, "Is that your room?"
Bibi Dong nodded subconsciously.
"It's mine now."
"Also, I don't like the smell on you," Furna announced. "It's creepy, like a dead spider that's been soaking in a sewer for three days. Go wash yourself and change into normal clothes."
Bibi Dong's face instantly turned ashen.
Dead spider?
That was the Rakshasa divine power she was so proud of!
"you..."
Bibi Dong was about to lash out.
A vast, ocean-like pressure descended instantly, forcefully suppressing all her anger and the divine power within her.
Navelette looked at her.
His gaze was calm.
"Go."
He said.
Hu Liena, who was behind Bibi Dong, finally reacted. She frantically stood in front of Bibi Dong, her once charming fox eyes now filled with fear.
"No...don't hurt the teacher!"
Hu Liena said, trembling, "I...I can do anything for the teacher! Please!"
Navilette glanced at Huliena.
"Another fox?"
He frowned slightly, as if he had remembered something. "The species in this world have a high degree of repetition."
Funinna, however, became interested.
She moved closer to Hu Liena and pinched Hu Liena's delicate face.
"This one is quite cute."
Funina said with a smile, "She can even protect her master. She's much better than that green-clad woman who just cried."
She turned to look at Navelette.
"Naviette, since we're going to stay here for a while, someone has to run errands, right? I think this little fox is pretty good; he seems quite clever."
Navelette nodded.
"Can."
He raised his hand and gently waved it towards the main hall of Jialing Pass.
Rumble.
The palace, which was originally filled with the style of the Martial Soul Empire and decorated with a large number of angel and Rakshasa statues, was changed in an instant.
The originally hard stone began to soften and restructure.
Countless streams of water swept over, washing away the old, bloody smell.
It only took a few breaths.
The entire palace's exterior walls turned pure white, the roof became azure glazed tiles, and two fountains even appeared at the entrance, cheerfully spraying clear spring water.
A strong Fontaine style is immediately apparent.
Except for the absence of the enormous opera house, this place is practically a miniature Moman Palace.
"It's barely habitable."
Navelette withdrew her hand. "Go inside."
Funina cheered and ran inside, lifting her skirt.
"Qian Renxue! Put the umbrella away!"
"Hey you, the Goddess of Life, right? Bring in the snacks, don't spill them!"
"Snow Empress! Quickly, get me some ice!"
"Little fox, go find me some novels from this world. I need some entertainment!"
The girl's clear voice echoed in the empty square.
The once desolate and oppressive Jialing Pass became strangely lively because of her arrival.
Navelette did not immediately follow her inside.
He stood at the doorway and turned to look at Bibi Dong, who was still standing in the same spot.
Bibi Dong was staring blankly at the newly renovated palace, her eyes filled with confusion.
That was the imperial palace that the Spirit Empire had spent decades building...
It was just changed like that?
(End of chapter)