Chapter 563: Rain from Thin Air 5
Everyone looked at each other, momentarily at a loss for words.
Ye Qianning’s gaze swept over the group. Ying Yuan and Luo Wen were grievously wounded. The two lashes Ying Ge had received from Chu Yue were also serious. Qian Fanji and Gu Shuo were covered in blood, while Zhan Chi’s injuries were comparatively minor.
"Let’s go. Uphill. We can’t stay here," Qian Fanji said.
"The fire will surely reach the summit in four hours. We’ll still have nowhere to hide then," Ye Qianning said.
"We can’t just stay here and wait to be burned alive. We might be able to think of something in the next four hours," Gu Shuo said, also agreeing they should head up the mountain first.
Ye Qianning said nothing, her gaze falling on the man in red.
Following her gaze, the others also turned to look at the man in red.
’Qian Fanji studied him. He’d never seen him in the Capital City. Judging by his aura, he was either rich or noble. Despite his young age, his Inner Strength seemed quite profound.’
’Gu Shuo could tell at a glance that the red fabric of his robe was the exceedingly rare Flame Weaving Robe—something not even the Imperial Families of the four nations possessed.’
’Zhan Chi simply felt that the man before them was not a benevolent person.’
"Why is everyone looking at me?" The man in red smiled.
"You have a way out," Ye Qianning stated.
"Who said I had a way out?"
"If you didn’t have a way, you wouldn’t have dared to follow us up the mountain. Your curiosity is a bit too strong, young man. It could get you killed."
"I have no way. I just dare to take risks. Look at this inferno—it has a certain charm, wouldn’t you say?" The man in red showed no sign of panic.
"Weirdo."
Ye Qianning couldn’t get anything out of the madman, so she decided to ignore him.
COUGH COUGH...
Sang Zhi coughed into his hand, his eyes stinging painfully from the thick smoke.
"Follow the broken cliff. There’s a cave a few miles from here, at the base of the cliff, where we can take shelter," Ye Qianning said.
"A few miles... I’m afraid we won’t make it in time," Qian Fanji disagreed.
Let’s not even mention our injuries. Even if we were perfectly healthy, we couldn’t run a few miles in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
The smoke from the great fire already blurred everyone’s vision, and the heat was roasting them. If the flames advanced even a little further, their clothes would probably ignite on their own.
"Trust me. Help everyone over here and gather close." It was the only place Ye Qianning knew of.
Qian Fanji and the others had absolute trust in Ye Qianning. Hearing her words, they said no more and gathered everyone together.
’The man in red found this all very strange, but since he was already here, there was no turning back.’
Ye Qianning raised her small hand and swiped it through the air. A watery mist abruptly appeared above them, instantly cascading down like a waterfall.
It was like a downpour, drenching everyone to the bone and washing away the searing heat.
Qian Fanji’s heart leaped into his throat. He stared at the scene in disbelief, but he quickly came to his senses. The water that fell into his mouth was sweet, much like the well water at Xiang Minghou’s estate, but this was even richer.
Gu Shuo was also astonished, his eyes fixed on the little girl.
Zhan Chi watched in shock, as if he were hallucinating. ’Is my daughter a goddess?’
’At that moment, Sang Zhi truly saw Ye Qianning as a deity, a celestial being, a fairy who had descended to the mortal realm to save him.’
The man in red tilted his head back, his mind reeling. ’I’ve never seen something so bizarre, so fantastical. Rain from thin air?’
’No, that’s not it.’
’The water followed the little girl’s small hand as it moved!’
’What’s going on? Can this little girl actually summon the wind and rain?’
The calmest of all were Ye Qianning’s personal guards. Having followed their Young Miss for many days, they had grown accustomed to strange occurrences. In their hearts, they had long since come to believe that their Miss was a goddess.