Chapter 7 — Blood Contract Vermilion Bird

A cry like thunder struck the ears, the entire main hall was silent, then like a rising wave, a commotion exploded. Hearing those words, Nguyet Truc seemed to wake up from a dream. She panicked, her trembling hand let go of Bich Van Kiem and it "clink" to the ground, her face as white as paper. She shook her head frantically, her eyes filled with tears, her voice was hoarse: "No... it wasn't me! It wasn't me! No... it was me!!!" But... this clarification, who can believe it? No one. The eldest senior brother, who usually had a good relationship with her, now stood up straight, drew his sword and pointed it straight at Nguyet Truc, his deep and cold voice echoed in the hall: "Senior sister Nguyet Truc is a great disobedient person, killing the master with her own hands! Now that Thanh Van Sect no longer has a leader, I - the second and eleventh eldest senior brother of Thanh Van, will act on behalf of the heavens! Today, I will take revenge for my master and liquidate the sect!" The scream resonated in people's hearts, terrifying the disciples. “Disciples listen to orders — form a formation!!!” As soon as he finished speaking, the second senior brother stepped out from the crowd, his face cold but his eyes burning with anger, blocking Nguyet Truc's face: "Wait!" "Today's matter has not been investigated in black and white, how can you be arbitrary and autocratic!?" "Little sister is the master's most beloved disciple. If the people in the golden stream knew, they would definitely come back to claim your life!" The senior brother smiled faintly, his eyes flashed with deep murderous intent, without bothering to answer, he coldly ordered: "Formation!" Immediately, dozens of Thanh Van disciples simultaneously drew their swords, spiritual energy exploded, the formation rotated, surrounding Nguyet Truc, Phong Dat Hoa and Thanh Ho in the middle. I stood outside with Hoa Vu and Vermilion Bird, calmly retreating, quietly separating from the melee. While the spell on Nguyet Truc's body has not yet been resolved, as soon as the opportunity comes... this chess board will completely change hands. Amidst the sound of violence, sword energy collided, spiritual energy bounced all the way to the top of the temple. The formation moved, blood and smoke mixed, each scream echoed in all directions. In that chaos, the second senior brother risked his life to open a gap in the great formation, fresh blood stained the long sword red, and dodged a bloody path to get Nguyet Truc out of the siege. At that moment, Phong Dat Hoa restored his form, transformed into his true body, a dragon scale sparkling under the spiritual light, swung his tail, entangled Nguyet Truc and Thanh Ho, broke through the air, and escaped from Thanh Van Dien. But the second senior brother was slashed through the body by sword energy, blood spilled all over the rocks. His breathing became thinner and thinner, he gritted his teeth and pulled his senior brother into the center of the formation, killing him together. Before the soul force dissipated, the second senior brother raised his head and looked into the distance, where Nguyet Truc was looking back in the darkness... The corner of his lips slightly raised, a final smile of relief. A water dragon...{Read full on page Nguyet Hoa Cac} That's all... not enough to cause fear. In the lower world, the number of dragons is countless, no one knows that he - Phong Dat Hoa - is the Crown Prince Kim Long of Heaven in the past. So... Even if he died quietly in a dark corner with no name or age, no one would know. From now on... He should not dream of transforming into a Golden Dragon, nor should he dream of one day raising his head and entering the Heavenly World. I have made careful arrangements in advance. For each medicinal pill I gave him, I secretly cast a spell, inside it contained the Vermilion Bird Flame. After years of having his bones burned, his foundation was permanently damaged, and even if he had ancient spiritual veins, he couldn't save him. Hoa Vu and I secretly followed their whereabouts. After more than a month, finally... the trace was discovered. We stopped in front of a deserted cave, where the spirit was withered and weeds grew. Even before entering, Nguyet Truc's painful moan rang out

came from inside: "Phong Dat Hoa! Are you... are you that cruel? I have devoted all my heart and soul to you, Why... do you still want to take away my spiritual veins... Do you know... If I lose my spiritual veins... I will die..." Thanh Ho stood next to him, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes were fierce, his appearance was different from the usual dignified beauty, his voice was like a cold blade: "We of course know you will die. But... so what?!" She curled her lips, her eyes sparkling with malice: "Thanks to your dedication, my body has completely recovered, from now on I don't need you anymore. As for Tuyet Huyen... he wants to transform into a Golden Dragon, he needs to use your spiritual veins. Isn't that what you wished for from the beginning? You should feel... honored." Nguyet Truc trembled, her whole body glued to the ground, before she could open her mouth, Tuyet Huyen - the person who once pretended to be Phong Dat Hoa - raised his hand to cup her chin, his eyes showing appreciation, slowly said: "Nguyet Truc... You treat me... always very well." His voice was cold, but his smile was like a knife: "Whether in bed or under the bed, you devoted yourself to me. Honestly, I also have some regrets." Then, right after that, those golden eyes flashed cruelly: "But... who told you to use so many medicinal pills to force me to recover? On the contrary... it damaged the dragon's bones, I can't return to Heaven, I can't make you the Dragon Queen anymore." Pausing for a moment, he leaned close to her ear, slightly curled his lips and smiled contemptuously: "You are my master. For me... sacrificing a little is not too much." Nguyet Truc was stunned, her eyes shattered like a cracked mirror: "You guys... From beginning to end... Never intended for me to be the Dragon Queen!" Thanh Ho snorted lightly, his eyes flashing with anger: "Brother! Why are you wasting words with this stupid woman!" She grabbed his sleeve tightly, saying every word: "You listen clearly... If you can't transform into a Golden Dragon, the path back to Heaven will be cut off forever! This time... we escaped to the lower world which is a secret, no one in the Heaven will know. Once a mistake happens, For the rest of our lives... We will be buried here!" But Tuyet Huyen is a person who has made up his mind, even if the world collapses, he will not change his mind. He hugged Thanh Ho, gently coaxing: "Why are you jealous, silly... I didn't come down to earth to save you, but to cure your illness. Now, your pulse is stable, your heart disease is completely cured... You... should be happy." Hearing this, Thanh Ho finally calmed down, his calculating eyes gradually closed, like a hibernating snake. Immediately afterwards, Tuyet Huyen slowly regained her breath, and her whole body suddenly flashed with a bright golden light. In just a moment, he transformed into a real dragon, his body was several meters long, his scales were as bright as jade, bending to occupy the entire narrow cave, his aura was so shocking that rubble fell from the top of the cave. Nguyet Truc was tied tightly to the cliff by a powerful spiritual force, his whole body seemed to be sealed, unable to move even half an inch. Right after that... A horrifying bloody scene took place before my eyes. The giant dragon's body curled forward, its ice-cold scales reflecting the cold light. Tuyet Huyen opened her mouth wide, her yellow eyes were as sharp as blades, then... Slowly, inch by inch, he entered Nguyet Truc's mouth. The giant body slid deep down, twisted, inch by inch and crawled into her body. The sound of bones breaking and cracking mixed with the sound of her sobbing. His whole body trembled, his eyes widened, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, spilling down his collar. Finally... the dragon's entire body disappeared. He went straight into Nguyet Truc palace. A moment later… Boom! The dragon's body roared out from inside, its tail swept horizontally, causing rubble to scatter. In the crimson mouth,

A faint spiritual vein, as transparent as a stream of light, was held between sharp teeth. Nguyet Truc... is dead. She died in an extremely tragic way. His whole body was covered in blood, his face was torn and distorted, his eyes were still wide open, panicked, as if he was unwilling even after his soul had left this world. Thanh Ho stood next to him, coldly bent down, nonchalantly used the tip of his foot to lightly kick the body, his laugh as light as winter fog: "Useless... truly useless." Tuyet Huyen let out a low growl, raising that soft piece of spiritual vein. He swallowed, stirred up the dragon energy, and furiously refined it. Just a moment later, blue veins appeared on his forehead, but... There was no effect. Nguyet Truc's spiritual veins, which she exchanged with her life... were useless to him. The moment he realized the truth, his eyes darkened, the smell of murderous aura surged, and he raised his head and roared: "Ah—!!" The resounding sound of the dragon's roar seemed to tear through the sky, making the entire cave tremble. Finally, he returned to his human form, his face pale, cold sweat drenching the back of his shirt. At that moment, Hoa Vu and I stepped out of the darkness and slowly entered the cave. The cold light poured down, my shadow and her stretched out on the stone floor. Seeing us, Thanh Ho's expression suddenly changed, while Tuyet Huyen was clearly panicked. The murderous intent mixed with anger in my eyes made the space seem frozen. He pursed his lips, then forced a smile: "You two... The well water does not violate the river water. Ha must force people to the extreme. It's not like this... You two let us leave. The next day, I, Tuyet Huyen, will definitely repay you!"