Chapter 2 — Blood Contract Vermilion Bird

The day to break the shell has finally arrived. Sister Nguyet Truc long ago knelt at her master's feet and prayed to open a great spiritual protection array to protect her egg from harm. She also called a senior brother to venture into Black Mountain - where demonic beasts were rampant - to find rare spiritual herbs to help Kim Long break its shell. One day and one night passed... Finally, that gray egg cracked. “Crack… crack…” Each piece of shell fell, revealing inside… a tall body, messy black hair, dark skin, and a dirty face carrying a fierce scar. The top of his head grew a pair of small horns, his features were sinewy, and his aura was pitifully weak. The new creature had difficulty crawling out from the shell, his breath was thin as if it was about to die, he knelt on the ground, his head bowed low, not daring to look at anyone. The master stepped forward, his finger lightly touching, his spiritual energy engulfing him. In just a moment, his expression darkened. He let out a cold sentence, not showing any respect to Nguyet Truc: "Hmm... just a... hundred year earth dragon." Having said that, with a light wave of his sleeve, the master's figure disappeared in midair, not even leaving behind a word of comfort. Those words fell, like a rock thrown into a quiet lake, the water surface immediately stirred. The disciples standing around were all chatting, their eyes were either pitying, sarcastic, or disappointed: "Just an earth dragon..." "This thing was born weak, with mediocre bones, even after thousands of years of practice, it would be difficult to truly transform..." "What a waste of hope!" Nguyet Truc bit her lips tightly, her face was pale, her eyes flashed with gloom, her trembling fingers tightened the corner of her shirt. She once dreamed of the day Golden Dragon would come into the world and rule the three worlds... but now, it all turned into a sarcastic laugh. As for me, standing next to him, looking at that scene, a faint smile flashed across my eyes, like the still water at the bottom of a lake. I know... fate has begun to change. "It's better to... get rid of it early and exchange it for a powerful spirit beast!" "That's right! Not to mention his cultivation level, just looking at his appearance is already hard to bear! His whole body is full of zigzag scars, ugly and scary, no wonder his original form is an... earth dragon." At first, no one knew what the gray egg would hatch, so the disciples in the sect all tried their best to contribute spirit stones and magic weapons to help the egg break its shell. Now the truth is clear - so much spiritual energy and precious medicinal pills were finally poured into one... earthworm, everyone could hardly avoid being dissatisfied and disgusted. But in the midst of that atmosphere filled with resentment, sister Nguyet Truc appeared to be merciful, trying to suppress a smile, with a choked voice that touched everyone's hearts: "Brothers, sisters... I understand that you are worried about me, afraid that I will suffer." "But... there is no other way to do this. Since I have chosen him, I will treat him well for the rest of my life." Speaking up to this point, she deliberately hesitated, her eyes were red, her voice was broken like someone who had suffered a lot of wrongs: "If I abandon him just because of his low magic power, then am I no different from a heartless demon? If the master finds out, he will definitely... expel me from the Thanh Van Sect." Having finished speaking, Nguyet Truc knelt down to the ground, the hem of her skirt gently sweeping across the wet soil. Before the crowd could react, she hugged the naked, scarred body of the man who had just broken the shell with one hand, forcing him to lean on her lap. Her voice was gentle and sincere, like an oath: "Don't worry... Even if I have to fight against the whole world, I will protect you!" The air suddenly became quiet. The Thanh Van Sect disciples widened their eyes and gaped at the scene before them. This... is this really the little junior sister they once thought was "pure, dignified, and obedient"?! No one expected that the person who had always maintained a gentle and cold appearance, staying away from the male gender, was now hugging a man tightly.

strange in front of so many people. But the man who had just broken through his shell remained silent, his eyes half-closed, his breathing weak, and there was no reaction at all. Nguyet Truc saw that, her cheeks turned red like the afternoon sun, she hugged tighter, her voice was soft as silk, but seemed to contain a kind of deep affection: "Don't be afraid... I will never abandon you. From today, you... are my only relative." In that moment, the previous whispers completely disappeared, leaving only the suffocating atmosphere covering the top of the mountain. … But in my eyes, all those words of deep love - are a perfect drama. “Phong Dat Hoa, call you Dat Hoa, okay?” Phong Dat Hoa - that name, I gave him in my previous life. He had just transformed, his body was still as weak as paper, he only managed to nod once, then immediately fainted in my arms. From then on, little sister Nguyet Truc searched almost everywhere for treasures in the world, just to help her beloved spirit pet - the newly transformed "earth dragon" - erase the fierce scar on her face. … As for us, the Vermilion Bird egg has finally reached its breaking point. I exhausted my spiritual energy, set up a protective formation, kept my spiritual energy purest, and shielded every wave of wind. Finally, amidst the red firelight as bright as dusk, the Vermilion Bird smoothly broke its shell and emerged. Like her previous life, she transformed into a beautiful young woman, with a beautiful face like a fairy, skin as white as snow, eyes like the pink glow of early spring, and a beautiful appearance that made all living beings lose their color. Unlike the cold and distant Earth Dragon, Vermilion Bird has a close nature towards humans. Since the day she transformed, she has always been close to me: "Master~" Her voice is soft and sweet like spring water, her eyes are as bright as amber. Wherever I go, she follows; I meditate, she keeps watch outside; Even when my face was as cold as ice, she was not discouraged. On the contrary, she often gently approaches me, quietly following my every step, her bright eyes seem to contain her own sky. She wholeheartedly considers me her only owner. Most importantly - no matter what I do, she unconditionally supports me, has no doubts, and has never scolded me. In this vast world, where is there an ancient divine beast that is both docile and loyal? Her temperament is gentle, soft, not arrogant, not arbitrary. Time gradually passes, I am like a small boat, slowly swept away by that warm stream... My heart, which was as calm as a deep lake, has now begun... to lean towards her. Nguyet Truc, Nguyet Truc... How much of a good person you have missed, I'm afraid you won't know in this lifetime. I bowed my head slightly and used a thin veil to cover Vermilion Bird's face. She didn't ask why, nor did she have the slightest doubt, just obediently accepted it and put it on herself. Since the day of her transformation, she has been chattering non-stop, complaining all day long, making it sometimes impossible for me to practice quietly. But... thanks to her, my originally quiet cave is now filled with vitality, warm firelight, and bustling laughter. A life like this... seems to be quite good. ... It's just that, I tilted my head slightly, looking at the distant Lan Nguyet Cac, where Nguyet Truc lives, with a faint smile in my heart. Nguyet Truc... do you really think... can warm his heart? I can't wait to see how her face will change when the truth is revealed. ... I waved my hand and ordered an outer sect disciple at the foot of the mountain to quietly bring to Lam Nguyet Cac a bottle of "Teu Doc Hoan" - a type of poison that combines ice and fire. This medicine... will not disappoint me. Not long after, the news

From Lam Nguyet Cac: For Phong Dat Hoa, the junior sister did not hesitate to spend all her precious treasures, spent all the precious spiritual medicine, and even spent a banknote worth thousands of gold to buy "Nine Chuan Spirit Marrow" for him to nourish his whole body. Hearing that, I just find it funny. In my previous life, for him, I drained my spiritual energy and watered his entire True Dragon body. As for my spiritual veins... I also cut half and gave it to him, so that he could regenerate flesh and blood and protect his original body. The doctor once said something that I still remember: "If it weren't for your wholehearted devotion to him, Phong Dat Hoa would absolutely not be able to ascend smoothly." I closed my eyes, hiding the emotions in the bottom of my heart, the corners of my lips curled slightly, my gaze was as sharp as a knife. But in this life... It was Nguyet Truc - the one who thought he was smart, the one who once laughed at me for being stupid - swinging each piece of spirit stone, throwing each spirit pill at him, so blind and pitiful. It's just... I really want to see, with a body as small as his current "earthworm", whether he can withstand that violent pressure of spiritual energy or not. Chu Tuoc blinked his bright phoenix eyes, as round as almonds, his soft voice rang in my ear: "Sister Linh Hy, is your lover necessarily more important than yourself? I see nun Nguyet Truc clinging to Phong Dat Hoa all day long, not even bothering to listen to Grand Master's lectures, going down the mountain to practice is lazy, the last time I hunted I only caught two earth dragons that had not yet transformed. As for Second Senior Brother, he flatters every day. her heart, but as a result, she was teased and laughed at by Second Senior Sister." I paused for a moment, looked into her clear eyes, and finally firmly nodded: "No. First... you must love yourself." Nguyet Truc... she was lost too deeply in her dream of "Dragon Queen". She was so conceited that she took her status for granted, and was so immersed in illusion that she lost her direction. Not only did she neglect her cultivation, she also blindly followed Phong Dat Hoa's every word and every action, repeatedly disobeying her master, and even secretly broke into the stupa and stole the ancient magic weapon. People in the sect discussed many times, and resentment piled up. But Nguyet Truc's sweet tongue and a few words of coaxing gradually made everyone forget. However, when the dike broke from the ant hole, no one expected that the solid foundation would one day rot from the inside. …