After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 159: Goddess si! Showing Her Might (2)

Translator: _Min_

“Stop worrying about him!” Mrs. Pei was exasperated. “If he wants to go, let him go. He accuses me of wanting him dead, but if he were as accomplished as his other brothers, would I have to hang my head in front of our relatives?

Something had agitated him; he had gotten into an argument over a talisman.

Mrs. Pei retreated to her room and ordered the butler to lock the front door tightly.

That very evening, new trending topics erupted on social media.

#SiFuqing, Rain Goddess#

#Talent Show Turns Into Rain Ritual#

#Modern Female Idol Fails Onstage and Becomes a Sorceress#

[I watched the live stream; it really rained right there, a bewitching wind blew, and I was utterly shocked.]

[The rain didn’t last long. It stopped a few minutes after Lin Qingyan fainted. It seemed like it was just for her challenge.]

[What are you guys talking about? The rain might be strange, but it couldn’t have been summoned by Si Fuqing. It’s a mere coincidence. Stop glorifying her as a ‘Rain Goddess’.]

[Yeah, right. Besides coincidence, what else could it be? The weather is controlled by the heavens, not by Si Fuqing’s commands.]

[Talking about metaphysics, well, I’ve already prayed to the Rain God. When should we ask for rain again?]

[I’ve got a bold idea; we don’t need to divert water from the south to the north anymore. Just place Si Fuqing over there, and ‘whoosh’, the rain will fall as ordered. How wonderful!]

[Then place Si Fuqing in the desert, and ‘whoosh’, the desert turns into an oasis!]

People’s comments were entirely skewed; even experts in hydraulics chimed in to discuss water channel construction.

Si Fuqing choked on her cola, “Cough, cough, cough!”

Though she could summon rain, she couldn’t dictate its volume; it depended on the clouds.

She had merely gathered all the rain within a several-mile radius.

Even a Master of Yin-Yang could not defy the natural order.

Divert water from the south to the north , they think I’m a tool now?

“Qingqing, I saw it all!” Yu Tang was excited beyond measure. “They have no idea that you really can summon rain!”

Yu Tang had been saved by Si Fuqing, and had also seen that mysterious, burning talisman.

If it weren’t for that talisman, she might have not escaped Mr. Liu.

Yu Tang was deeply impressed, as she worshiped, “Qingqing, you’re like a goddess!”

“A goddess?” Si Fuqing chuckled softly, “If there were gods in this world, why wouldn’t they have mercy on the suffering people, hear their prayers, and protect them?”

Yu Tang was momentarily stunned.

Si Fuqing lowered her head, “I am not a goddess. Gods are useless; you can only rely on yourself.”

Yu Tang, not quite understanding what Si Fuqing had gone through, tried to console her: “Don’t be upset, Qingqing. If something happens, just go find Uncle Nine; he’s wealthy.”

“I guess I’m being paranoid,” Si Fuqing smiled and hugged Yu Tang, “Alright, let’s go eat.”

They had dinner in the villa’s courtyard. After successfully learning to do so, Feng San had ordered their first delivery.

“Uncle Nine, you don’t have one?” Yu Tang sat down, showing off her new sachet gifted by Si Fuqing, “This is my second one. Are you jealous?” Yu Xiheng glanced at it, “Nice embroidery.”

“Huh?” Yu Tang finally noticed the pattern on the sachet, “What did you embroider here, Qingqing?

Si Fuqing replied lazily, “A dragon sparrow.”

Yu Xiheng paused and looked up.

“A dragon sparrow? What’s that?” Yu Tang scratched her head.

“A kind of phoenix, ” Si Fuqing rested her chin on her hand, “A fierce and lonely bird.”

Yu Tang didn’t understand but found it pretty and took the opportunity to show off to her Uncle Nine.

“Boss, you have one too!” Si Fuqing took out another sachet and handed it over, looking serious, “I think only a dragon suits you. You’re a dragon among ordinary men. So, I embroidered nine golden dragons for you. How do you like

She realized that her talent for giving extravagant compliments had become remarkably smooth.

Yu Tang stared at the supersized sachet.

Why was Uncle Nine’s sachet so much bigger than hers?

She was not happy!

Yu Xiheng raised his eyebrows slightly, took it, and caressed it with his fingers and said, “Golden dragons?”

“It symbolizes an emperor,” said Si Fuqing, “I think you possess imperial qualities.”

Yu Xiheng smiled lightly, “It’s nice, but I prefer the dragon sparrow.”

Yu Tang’s eyes lit up,”Then Uncle Nine, let’s swap!”

She wanted the gigantic sachet.

Yu Xiheng stored the sachet close to his chest and looked up, “Why not?”

“The dragon sparrow belongs to Emperor Yin; no other man can have it,” Si Fuqing sounded almost menacing, “Not even you.”

Yu Xiheng paused for a moment, then his smile returned. “It’s just a title. No need to be so serious about it.”

“It’s his glory,” Si Fuqing was earnest, “Not just a title.”

Although hundreds of years had passed since Emperor Yin’s reign, the Great Xia dynasty was no longer as prosperous, gradually declining. Yet it was precisely because he had once ventured into the Western Continent, causing even the various dukedoms to cower in fear, that the term “Dragon Sparrow of Great Xia” could still instill terror throughout the West.

Yu Xiheng’s eyes flickered, his heart resonating once more.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, “There’s a banquet coming up in a while. Accompany me. ”

Si Fuqing took a bite of her fish and blinked, “I might be too busy. You see, boss, my public performances are increasing, and I’m swamped.”

Yu Xiheng responded calmly, “Fifty gold bricks.”

Si Fuqing immediately agreed, “Wherever the boss says to go, I’ll go! To the ends of the earth or through hellfire, just say the word!”

Yu Tang was speechless.

So, Qingqings true love is money, after all?

The next morning, the trainees were busy practicing at the base.

Lin Qingyan had to be hospitalized, so training had to be temporarily suspended. A substitute dance mentor was brought in.

“Teacher Si, you were really spectacular yesterday!” Xu Xiyun was beyond excited, “Lu Yan also got soaked, too bad he didn’t end up in the hospital.”

“Focus on your training and stop getting distracted,” Si Fuqing kicked him, “Not only can I summon rain, I can summon fire too. If you’re that free, should I summon a fire for you?”

Scared, Xu Xiyun hurriedly distanced himself.

Xie Yu couldn’t help but smile.

“Teacher Si,” a staff member knocked on the door, “Someone’s looking for you.”

Si Fuqing stood up, “Who is it now? Why does it feel like people are seeking me out all day?”

The staff member whispered, “It seems to be someone from a school.”

“Hm?” Si Fuqing put on her coat, “Who?”

“Miss Si, hello.” The middle-aged man nodded slightly, “Your company should have informed you in advance. They are planning to arrange for you to go back to school.”

“Given your job, you can’t go to a regular high school. I’m from the admissions department of Jialan Drama Academy. If you sign this document, you can enroll. ”

“First, you’ll be in the preparatory class, and if all goes well, you’ll be enrolled in the university next year. But given your poor grades, you might have to study for an extra couple of years.”

“Jialan Drama Academy?” Si Fuqing glanced at him, “Never heard of it. What kind of diploma mill school is that?”

The man was so angry that he started laughing, replying coldly, “With Miss Si’s level of exposure, it’s natural you haven’t heard of it.”

“I haven’t,” Si Fuqing smiled, “What is it, are you the Great Xia No.l High School or Etno Academy? You expect me to have heard of it?”

The former was the top-ranked high school in the Great Xia Empire, and the latter was a prestigious international school.

“You’re really overestimating yourself, Miss Si,” the man’s expression turned utterly cold, disdainful, “With your abilities, you can’t even pass high school, let alone enter a university.”

“Now you’re being offered an opportunity and you’re refusing it? What kind of education do you think you’ll get if you miss this one?”