Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1712: The Road to Godhood - Prequel (44)

Dai Ke still wanted to run away: "How about I hide first and you go down by yourself?"

He Chao smiled but said coldly: "Impossible, don't even think about letting me face it alone, we have to die together!"

Dai Ke went downstairs with a sad face, pretending to be calm, and stood in a row with other handymen with his head down.

Mu Qingtian, who was noble and distinguished, wore a feather silk robe with a white background and silver threads, and his golden eyes were indifferent.

He glanced at the crowd, as if he didn't recognize Dai Ke at all, and his eyes did not linger on her.

"Gather the Phoenix Clan files and send them to the Divine Emperor Palace." He Chao responded immediately: "I will gather them right away and deliver them in person later."

"Just send anyone, and help me organize some files," Mu Qingtian said, motioning to the people around him to hand He Chao a list.

"Then the little god will send someone to deliver it."

Mu Qingtian pointed at Dai Ke and said, "Let her take it."

Dai Ke lowered her head and didn't realize she was being pointed at until she felt several gazes on her. When she looked up, she saw Mu Qingtian staring at her.

Dai Ke smiled on the surface, but he was actually very nervous: "Little God, I obey your orders."

Mu Qingtian left after he finished speaking, and the others dispersed and continued to do their own things. Dai Ke grabbed He Chao with tears in his eyes and said, "It's over! Help!"

He Chao comforted him, "Looking at the attitude of the God Emperor, it seems that he didn't recognize you. Maybe he just pointed at you casually. Don't be too nervous."

"Can I be nervous? I have a grudge against the Lord God Emperor. What if he holds a grudge against me for what happened in the lower world and stabs me with a knife?"

He Chao stroked his chin, thinking: "That seems to be better than being nailed to the God Execution Platform, right?"

After hearing this, Dai Ke felt that he could no longer rely on He Chao.

The Phoenix clan's bloodline is already rare, and there are only sixteen thin volumes of archives spanning hundreds of thousands of years.

Dai Ke held the file book in his hand, trembling with fear all the way.

"Dai Ke from the Divine Record Pavilion, I pay my respects to the Lord Divine Emperor!"

In the empty hall, Mu Qingtian sat behind the desk and responded without even raising his head: "No need to be polite."

Dai Ke took two cautious steps forward and stopped at a distance: "All the Phoenix Clan files you requested have been retrieved."

"bring here."

Dai Ke looked around, but didn't see any god servants waiting in the hall. He could only walk over to them cautiously and put the file on the table. Then he whispered, "Then I'll take my leave first?"

After saying this, Dai Ke was about to slip away, but when he turned around he inexplicably slipped on the ground.

The arc of the body falling backwards was right in Mu Qingtian's arms.

Dai Ke had never been so agile in his life. He exerted force on his feet, spun his body in the air, and knelt down smoothly, avoiding falling into Mu Qingtian's arms.

"I accidentally slipped and bumped into the Emperor. Please forgive me!"

When Dai Ke bowed his head to admit his mistake, he also ignored the flash of disappointment in Mu Qingtian's eyes.

He said calmly, "It's okay."

Dai Ke didn't expect that Mu Qingtian's temper would become so stable after returning to the God Realm.

Just as she was about to leave quietly, she had just stepped down a step when she heard words that shocked her. "You are quite skilled and a smart person. You should serve in the God Emperor's Palace in the future."

"Absolutely not, my Lord. I am just a handyman. How can I be qualified to serve in the Palace of the God Emperor?"

Anyone who enters the Palace of the God Emperor has to go through layers of screening. If she were qualified to serve here, wouldn't she be gossiped to death?

Could it be that Mu Qingtian has memories of the lower world and is deliberately making things difficult for her, wanting to see her being bullied?

She hasn't enjoyed her position as the emperor behind the scenes for long, but now she has to fall to the level of a servant again?

Mu Qingtian raised his eyes, his calm expression made people tremble: "Are you questioning me?"

"Little gods don't dare!"

"Since you don't dare, just stay in the Divine Emperor Palace. I will send someone to inform the Pavilion Master of the change of official positions later, so you don't have to go back."

Dai Ke responded reluctantly: "I obey your command." Mu Qingtian looked up as if unintentionally, and saw Dai Ke with his head down and a sad face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently.

She was much cuter than when she was in the human world, but he didn't know if this would be Dai Ke's second disguise.

In order to avoid repeating the same mistake, he has to be careful this time.

He Chao almost smiled when he heard the news of Dai Ke's transfer: "What you owe must be repaid."

If a dignified Divine Emperor just wanted to retrieve the files, he could just send someone.

He condescended to come to the Shenlu Pavilion in person. It was obvious that he still retained the memory of the lower world and found an excuse to look for Dai Ke.

It seems that there will be some disturbance in this divine world.

In the Palace of the God Emperor.

During this time in the lower world, a lot of things have accumulated.

Although there is no night in the divine world, people still need to rest.

Dai Ke squatted aside waiting, watching Mu Qingtian who had been dealing with him for twenty hours without a rest, and she yawned repeatedly.

It’s okay for people with great powers to not rest, but Dai Ke is just a small god with ridiculously weak powers. If she doesn’t sleep for twenty hours, she will die suddenly!

Mu Qingtian kept glancing at Dai Ke intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for her to say she was sleepy, but she didn't say a word.

It turns out that stubbornness is born.

After all, he couldn't bear to see her continue to endure, so Mu Qingtian put down the golden brush in his hand and stood up: "I'm tired, go back and rest."

Dai Keru was stunned and followed Mu Qingtian closely.

Seeing Mu Qingtian walking towards his bedroom, Dai Ke wanted to ask her where she lived, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the question back.

She tried to speak as little as possible to avoid making mistakes. At worst she could find a corner to work in later.

Stopping outside the door, Dai Ke thought that his psychological torture would finally end briefly, but Mu Qingtian turned around and asked with a puzzled look: "Why are you standing there?" "Little God will leave now."

"Did I tell you to leave?"

Dai Ke just turned around, and when he heard this, his lower body froze and his upper body twisted half a circle strangely: "What else?"

If she doesn't leave, is she going to go in and sleep with me?

"I am in need of a personal servant. Since you are staying here, you will naturally need a personal servant. Come in."

Dai Ke suddenly thought that being nailed on the Zhuxian Terrace would be fine.

Following Mu Qingtian in, Dai Ke watched him lie down, frozen in place, not knowing what to do.

Mu Qingtian closed his eyes and ordered: "Come closer and serve."

Dai Ke walked to the bedside, with a fan in his hand.

"I need someone to hold a fan for me to sleep."

Dai Ke: What’s wrong?

There is no weather in the God Realm. Besides, gods don't feel hot, so why would they fan themselves? Dai Ke lowered his head and looked at the fan in his hand, which was embroidered with lifelike colorful birds: I'm sure it looks pretty good.

It was probably a top-grade artifact. If Mu Qingtian didn’t ask to take it back after waking up, she would just take it away.

Seeing that Dai Ke hadn't moved, Mu Qingtian opened his eyes and asked, "What are you standing there for?"

Dai Ke squatted down, leaned against the bed, and gently fanned the fan in his hand.

As the cool fan came out, Dai Ke's eyelids suddenly became heavier and he fell asleep on the edge of the bed in a few seconds.

Mu Qingtian, who had his eyes closed, sat up, his bony hands hovering above her head.