Chapter 662: Fu Jiu!

Ye Qingran guessed completely right; Fu Jiu is exactly that kind of bewitchingly beautiful man.

Compared to Fu San, his figure is slightly slimmer, yet very tall, dressed in red, not to mention how seductive he looks.

That face, like his voice, is androgynous.

His face is like a crowned jade, flawless, with a tiny vermilion mole on his brow!

A pair of peach‑blossom eyes that, with a glance, can captivate the soul!

His unblemished crimson lips are a peach‑like pink; a gentle bite exudes countless charms!

My god!

Incredible!

Ye Qingran has seen many bewitchingly handsome men—modern, ancient, countless—but Fu Jiu is the pinnacle of that realm!

"Love it, love it!" Ye Qingran exclaimed, rubbing her hands excitedly.

Ask yourself, who doesn't like a bewitchingly handsome man?

Fu Hanxiu's complexion had turned as black as a pot bottom.

Does this woman treat him like air?

She even dares to say she loves another man in front of him!

Fu Jiu, you're doomed!

"Miss Ye, let me tell you something interesting..." Fu San, who was protecting Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen, sidled up to Ye Qingran, apparently thinking the Emperor Sovereign was getting in the way of his conversation with her, and gave Fu Hanxiu a glance, urging him to ease up a bit.

Already extremely displeased, Fu Hanxiu gave him a death stare.

Fu San instantly got scared.

Fu San told Ye Qingran about the incident involving Fu Jiu and the White Protector.

"Pfft~"

Ye Qingran burst out laughing.

"Isn't it hilarious?" Fu San laughed uncontrollably himself.

Fu Jiu's seducing and beating up the White Protector is no secret in Xi Ji Shengyu.

"He really has the capital for that! Hahaha~" Ye Qingran laughed herself to death.

Honestly, with Fu Jiu's innate condition, a light touch of makeup and few men could tell he's male.

"But Fu San, how are you surviving? Fu Jiu is more charming than you and stronger too."

Fu San: "....."

Why is he always the one getting hurt?

Being affirmed by Ye Qingran shows just how outstanding Fu Jiu's aura and looks are.

So when he appears in everyone's sight, he gathers countless amazed glances.

"Wow, this sister is so beautiful!"

"He's a man, right?"

Upon seeing Fu Jiu, the White Protector felt completely unsettled.

Since being deceived by Fu Jiu last time, he developed a psychological shadow toward women; whenever he tries to get intimate with a woman, he becomes extremely fearful, fearing she might suddenly turn into a man!

"Fu Jiu, what are you doing here?"

The White Protector gritted his teeth and said.

In this world, the one he most wants to eliminate is undoubtedly Fu Jiu.

Fu Jiu didn't immediately respond to the White Protector, but cast a curious glance somewhere else.

"Oh my god, I'm so excited; after all this time, I finally get to see the legendary summit‑of‑the‑hunt mistress!"

In Fu Jiu's heart, it seemed a mad little deer was hidden, thumping wildly, more excited than about to meet a lover.

At first sight of Ye Qingran, Fu Jiu was dazzled.

Beautiful!

This was Fu Jiu's first impression of Ye Qingran.

The legendary mistress stood beside their Your Majesty, who seemed in a bad mood, but that didn't matter.

The woman's beauty was beyond description, "nationally stunning" couldn't capture it; even after years accompanying Your Majesty in campaigns, Fu Jiu had seen countless beauties, yet this mistress outshone them all, instantly eclipsing every woman he had ever seen.

Even the Saintess of the Boundless Hall, Luo Qingcheng, famed as the Holy Realm's top beauty, could only stand aside!

Fu Jiu mentally gave Your Majesty a thumbs‑up, praising his taste.

And this aura.

Cool and aloof yet with a hint of brightness; pure yet with a trace of enchantment.

Holy and transcendent, solitary, to be admired from afar, not to be defiled.

This aura is unparalleled!

Fu Jiu smiled.

This is exactly the summit‑of‑the‑hunt mistress from his dreams!

Only Ye Qingran can deserve the position of that summit‑of‑the‑hunt mistress, and be worthy of their Emperor Sovereign!

"Why do I feel this Fu Jiu seems quite pleased with me?"

Fu Hanxiu sneered coldly, "Whether he's satisfied or not doesn't matter! He's a dying man anyway!"

"Right!" Fu San agreed, only to receive another death stare from Fu Hanxiu.

Fu San silently shut his mouth.

"Fu Jiu!"

The ignored White Protector grew even more upset.

"Idiot Protector, what did you say?"

Fu Jiu finally turned his attention to the White Protector.

"I ask you, what are you doing in Beimingzhou?"

Fu Jiu sneered, "Then, Idiot Protector, what are you doing here in Beimingzhou?"

The White Protector's teeth ached with hatred, "I am here to convey the Holy Lord's decree. And you?"

Based on his knowledge of Fu Jiu, he would never come to Beimingzhou lightly; could there be someone important here?

"Me..." Fu Jiu smiled enchantingly, the vermilion mole on his brow becoming ever brighter, further accentuating his snow‑white skin.

"I'm here... to beat you up."

The White Protector's brow twitched.

Although he is a human emperor, he is no match for Fu Jiu.

"Fu Jiu, are you trying to provoke a war between the Peak of the Deer Hunt and Wuji Hall?" Since he cannot beat Fu Jiu, he merely tries to scare him.

After all, the Peak of the Deer Hunt and Wuji Hall are currently in a delicate state; the Holy Lord and the Emperor Sovereign have no plans for open conflict. If Fu Jiu were to cause the two great powers to clash, Fu Jiu could not bear that responsibility.

Fu Jiu, however, doesn't buy that.

Even if he truly beat the White Protector today, the Holy Lord of Wuji Hall would certainly not shy away from declaring war on the Peak of the Deer Hunt.

"Idiot Protector, what are you afraid of? I'm just teasing you."

"You..." The White Protector was fuming. But knowing he couldn't defeat Fu Jiu, he could only swallow his anger and remain silent.

"Sir, are you from the Peak of the Deer Hunt?"

Li Daoyun then asked.

Fu Jiu nodded, "Fu Jiu of the Peak of the Deer Hunt, have met Dean Li."

Peak of the Deer Hunt, Fu Jiu?!

For many Academy disciples, Fu Jiu might not be a familiar name, but for the saints present, Fu Jiu is a name that rings like thunder.

The flower‑like enchanting handsome man before them, is he the human‑emperor's fierce general Fu Jiu of the Peak of the Deer Hunt?

"May I ask what brings you to our Shenzhou Academy?"

Li Daoyun smiled as he asked, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Fu Jiu's gaze fell on Fu Hanxiu, then he smiled enchantingly and walked toward him.