Mo Yuan wasn't sure what had him suddenly stilling in the middle of a speech on marriage laws which had been brought to the Grand Hall by a Celestial Guard requesting a marriage alliance between his son who was a kitchen chef to a Celestial Maid. Such alliances were usually forbidden between Celestial staff because it caused far too many distractions and therefore problems later down the track, when children were then born and he was in the middle of explaining this part of the law, when a sudden pull on his energy had him quietly raising his hand for silence as his eyes briefly closed to hone in on it.
Watching him from the side of the hall, Di Jun also honed in on his energy. There had been a sudden outward flare coming from the centre of his stomach, it lasted for no more than two seconds, but from he saw, as well as what Mo Yuan felt, was something dire had just happened.
Sitting himself up to scan Mo Yuans aura a little more closely, Haode too began to notice the unbalancing of the mans energy, until eventually, Mo Yuan quietly lay the large tome he was reading down onto the desk in front of him before rising.
"Forgive me. I am needed on Kunlun Mountain." he merely stated as he found his his feet and briskly began striding towards the entrance with Di Jun tailing behind him.
"Mo Yuan!" Haode called out before the man could disappear.
Turning back, the look of concern on his face, also had Haode rising. "Do you need an escort? I can lend you some soldiers?" Haode asked having also noted the look of conern on Di Juns face who had now caught up with him.
"No need. I will take Di Jun." he merely replied stiff lipped and looking highly irritated before both men quickly disappeared from sight and leaving Lord Pua to pick up where he had left off.
"What happened?" Di Jun finally asked the moment they were on a cloud and in the air.
"I'm not sure, but I have a feeling it has something to do with fathers guards" he replied as he buckled a little at the knees from another hit to his energy.
"Those beasts?" Di Jun asked in reference to the guardians of the fungal grass, which Mo Yuan had destroyed before saving the
"Yes. After father died, I removed them from Yangzhou Island to prevent the reckless from gaining the fungal grass and losing their lives in the process as you know and though they had been gifted half of fathers cultivation, I also had to gift them a quarter of mine in order to keep them safe within the barriers of Kunlun Mountain. And because of it, only I can feel their distress and only I can control them." he replied with information that Di Jun was unaware of.
"I see." Di Jun replied calmly. Both of their robes were fluttering lightly in the swift breeze as Mo Yuan raced them back to Kunlun Mountain, only the yellow gown next to the deep purple one, looked rather out of place for two very recognizable High Gods, that those below who caught a glimpse of them thought the two men were perhaps attending some kind of festival, the yellow gown stood out that much and though Mo Yuan was oblivious to the affect he was having on those below, Di Jun wasn't. Because like them, he too was a little taken in by this rather fresh colour that Mo Yuan had suddenly arrived in.
But he said nothing about the gown, instead his mind went to those beasts who the world knew to be exceptionally powerful and violent. So if they were in distress, then that had to mean something untowards had arrived on the mountain and suddenly his own energy began to swirl in preparation for what they might be in store for.
"What could have upset them this much?" he asked as Mo Yuans energy once again flared outwards and almost toppling him off his cloud.
"No doubt a friend who is staying a few days." he replied offhandedly only to raise those eyebrows even higher.
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My Little Shifu
FanfictionAfter ridding himself of a group of beautiful young women who are all vying for his attention no matter where he is or where he goes, Mo Yuan suddenly finds himself coming face to face with a little fox who has far too much to say. Not only does sh...
