Chapter 518: Temple Master Ning's Biggest Fan!

At the foot of Mount Maro, Bai Yi and Liu Teng both looked a little tense.

After all, the man who had just arrived was the president of a country.

He first exchanged a few friendly words with Bai Yi and Liu Teng, then stepped aside to wait.

His two bodyguards stood right behind him.

"Is the president of this country really that free? Why did he come all the way out here?"

Seeing this grand lineup, Bai Yi whispered her question to Liu Teng.

Liu Teng barely moved his lips, replying in a tight murmur, "How should I know? He must be here for Temple Master Ning."

"Is it really okay to make the president stand around waiting?" Bai Yi asked.

"It's not like we're the ones making him stand."

The scene felt bizarre.

When the little ones saw so many strangers—especially the two fierce-looking bodyguards—they all scampered back into the jeep.

At that very moment, Ning Fei was still down in the underground cave.

A Mosasaur Skeleton, a Mosasaur Stone Carving... the people of this ancient civilization clearly worshipped the Mosasaur as their totem.

And then there were the two Fossilized Mosasaur Eggs.

Ning Fei guessed that ancient humans had discovered the Mosasaur Skeleton and fossils, and over countless years of gathering around these remains, they had slowly developed a civilization.

The true history could no longer be verified, but the fact that the Fuzhu Egg had managed to absorb the spiritual energy from the Fossilized Mosasaur Eggs left Ning Fei highly satisfied.

About half an hour later, Ning Fei returned to the Fuzhu Egg's side.

By now, the shell of the Fuzhu Egg had taken on a faint blue tint, and he could even see a soft fluorescent glow radiating from it.

Evading the camera's view, Ning Fei contentedly stored the Fuzhu Egg back into his Divine Beast Space.

This underground expedition hadn't been in vain.

He had struck gold!

With everything settled, Ning Fei prepared to return to the surface.

He would leave the Mosasaur fossils here for future research institutes to study.

In the outside world, discussions about Ning Fei were only growing more intense.

"Do you guys get the feeling that Temple Master Ning is uncovering the Earth's hidden mysteries for us?"

"Good lord, are you saying a living god has appeared in modern human civilization to accelerate our exploration of history?"

"To be honest, the achievements he has unlocked so far have left people all over the world completely in awe of him."

"Haha, I've always believed that supreme masters were hiding deep in the mountains of our country."

"Honestly, watching Temple Master Ning's stream, I wouldn't even be surprised if he discovered aliens."

Meanwhile, Ning Fei was already retracing his steps along his original route.

Stepping out from within the Mosasaur Skeleton, he arrived back at the underground crevice.

Not far away was the cascading waterfall.

That was the entrance to the subterranean waters.

Which meant that if Ning Fei wanted to get back, he had to swim up the waterfall and into the underwater cavern system.

"What is Temple Master Ning going to do?"

"This place is a death trap for normal people. Who knows how much water is beneath this mountain, yet he actually dared to jump down."

"How the hell is he going to get up—holy shit!"

Everyone thought he was facing an impossibly difficult situation, but in the very next second, Ning Fei tapped his foot lightly against the stone wall opposite the waterfall and used the momentum to leap upward.

Splash!

His body launched straight to the source of the waterfall, diving right back into the subterranean pool.

"Good grief, and here I was worried about how Temple Master Ning would climb up."

"Yeah, he didn't even care about a tiny obstacle like that."

The Bionic Flying Fish dove into the underwater cavern right after him.

What followed was a continuous shot of Ning Fei swimming steadily upward through the darkness.

Bai Yi had been glued to Ning Fei's Live-stream Room the entire time. The moment he emerged from the water, she immediately handed him a towel and a clean Daoist robe.

"Brother, someone is here to see you."

Bai Yi looked at Ning Fei and spoke.

"See me? Who is it?"

Ning Fei asked in confusion, drying his hair.

"Liu Teng said it's the president of Madagascar."

"The president?"

Hearing this, Ning Fei frowned.

The viewers in the live-stream room also caught their exchange and were utterly dumbfounded.

"Did Bai Yi just tell Temple Master Ning... the president?"

"Good lord, are you kidding me? A nation's president actually came here?"

"Temple Master Ning's prestige is off the charts!"

After changing his clothes, Ning Fei walked out of the Mountain Cave with Bai Yi.

Outside, he saw a parked helicopter, a kind-looking man, and two bodyguards.

"Mr. Ning, hello," Madagascar's president, Rajoelina, greeted him with an immediate smile the moment he saw Ning Fei.

One of the bodyguards, acting as a translator, repeated in butchered Huaxia: "Mister Ning, heh-low."

Seeing this, Ning Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Switching to French, he said, "The native languages of Madagascar are French and Malagasy, right? I speak French, so there's no need to translate."

Hearing Ning Fei's perfect French, a look of delighted surprise broke across the president's face.

"What are they saying? Someone translate!"

"Temple Master Ning said he knows French. Madagascar's native language includes French, so they don't need a translator."

"For real?"

"It's true, I'm a French major too."

"Good lord, Temple Master Ning even knows French?"

"Last time in the primitive tribe, he even understood the tribal language. Who can even reason with that?"

"I don't even know how many times I've knelt in awe of Temple Master Ning. He's too awesome."

This generation of netizens was always full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

There were hidden experts in every possible field.

As a result, a fascinating scene unfolded in Ning Fei's Live-stream Room.

Every word exchanged between Ning Fei and the president was translated in real-time by viewers who understood French.

The channel mods even granted these users special privileges, allowing their comments to appear larger and directly in the middle of the screen, just like on Bilibili.

This way, the Huaxia viewers could easily follow Ning Fei's conversation with the president.

Everyone was incredibly curious about why the president had come to find Ning Fei.

Meanwhile, the viewers acting as translators were listening to the exchange with their jaws practically on the floor.

"The president said he's a fan of Temple Master Ning and came here just to take a picture with him!"

"He also said he knew that if he sent someone to invite Temple Master Ning, Temple Master Ning definitely wouldn't go, so he came in person!"

"The president also said he never expected Temple Master Ning to come to Madagascar!"

As this series of translated sentences popped up in the live-stream room, the rest of the viewers were completely dumbfounded.

"Holy shit?! Seriously?"

"Temple Master Ning has a literal president among his fans?"

"It's actually pretty normal. Back when Jackie Chan was at his peak, presidents would meet him when he traveled to film."

"Exactly, a president even shut down roads just to help Jackie Chan shoot a movie. And the Sydney Opera House—Tom Cruise applied to film on the roof and got denied, but when Jackie Chan applied, they agreed."

"But a president coming over in person? This has to be a first."

"He's just the president of a small country in Africa."

"Cut it out, they're all bringing glory to Huaxia. What's the point of constantly comparing? Why do some people always love to compare everything?"

Rajoelina's features leaned somewhat toward Asian aesthetics, but he was a born-and-raised local of Africa.

He chatted with Ning Fei for a while, appearing exceptionally happy.

Afterward, the two of them took a commemorative photo together, and only then did Rajoelina depart, entirely satisfied.

"Mr. Ning, do you need a lift back? My helicopter will be much faster," Rajoelina offered sincerely before leaving.

Catching a ride with the president?

It sounded like an incredibly prestigious flex, but Ning Fei had no intention of doing so.

"Thank you, but I already made arrangements with the Wildlife Protection Association. I'll just take the jeep back," Ning Fei replied politely.

His expression remained completely calm. Even knowing that the man in front of him ruled an entire country, Ning Fei treated him exactly as he would any ordinary person.

In reality, this was an incredibly difficult thing to do.

Those in high positions naturally carried an innate aura of authority. Even when they spoke amiably, that weight of power was always present.

President Rajoelina had met countless people, and the vast majority were overly deferential and extremely nervous around him.

Only Ning Fei's breezy, unbothered demeanor left a deep impression on him.

It only solidified his belief that Ning Fei was exactly as the rumors claimed: a true Immortal of Huaxia!

Afterward, because his schedule was tight, Rajoelina hurriedly boarded his helicopter and took off.

He had viewed this chance to get a photo with Ning Fei as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, which was the only reason he had carved time out of his schedule to come all the way out here.

Watching the helicopter fly away, Liu Teng walked over with a dumbfounded look on his face.

"Temple Master Ning, I never imagined the president himself would actually come here. You're amazing,"

Liu Teng said in pure shock.

Hearing this, Ning Fei merely smiled.

"I didn't expect it either. I suppose I just have pretty good luck."