Chapter 14 — Christmas Fairy Tale at Ma Palace

His father tightened his grip and grabbed the illusion of the token. The token made a high-pitched screeching sound as if it were tearing apart the eardrum right in the palm of a person's hand. The squealing laughter of the black peach girl came from deep below the well.

“Finally see it?”

“The one who disassembled A Chieu into pieces was never the Celestial Clan alone.”

The Demon Tribe roared in anger.

“You talk nonsense!”

But the token under the black water continued to turn over. On the back of the token, four tiny words were clearly engraved.

“Together, seal the destiny gate” (Together, seal the destiny gate).

All the Demon ancestors in the main hall immediately fell silent. His father's fingers slowly tightened. The illusion of the token shattered, turning into countless tiny points of light. In each of those points of light, a place to hide Tran Uyen wood is reflected. Dong Hai. Bac Hoang. Thien Mon. Eternal light. Love Lang. Buddha Quat. Royal mausoleum of humanity. And even in the Demon Clan's own Van Cot Tri. When I saw the three words Van Cot Tri, my father's face changed for the first time. It wasn't rage directed towards the Celestial Clan. It's the coldness of someone who was stabbed in the back by a family member. The Right Demon General made a "thud" sound and knelt down on the ground.

“Your Majesty, this matter has really never been heard of by this subordinate.”

The Demon General also knelt down.

“If there really is Tran Uyen Moc hidden in Van Cot Tri, it must have been done secretly by previous Demon Generals.”

The emperor did not even glance at them. He just stared at the words "Chieu" constantly shining in those tiny points of light. One. Ten pieces. Hundreds of them. Densely intertwined. Like eyes opening in the dark night. The white-bearded old man muttered: "There are more than just four places."

“They disassembled the coffin into three thousand six hundred pieces.”

My heart suddenly ached intensely. Noan Nuan and Tieu Tuyet, who had just received the name, simultaneously raised their heads. As if they heard some order, they all headed towards the Demon Palace and knelt down. And then, three thousand six hundred young voices from all over the Four Seas and Eight Desolates spoke up at the same time.

“Sister.”

“We have awakened.”

16

When three thousand six hundred voices spoke at the same time, the dark clouds covering the sky of the Demon Palace seemed to be smashed to pieces. That wasn't crying. Not a scream either. It's like there are countless small hands far away, each one patting my forehead gently. Billion. Billion. Billion. I curled up in pain, unable to even cry. Father forcefully pressed me into his arms, his hand pressed tightly against my forehead. The human's magical blood oozed from between his fingers, turning into dark veins, layer by layer pressing down on the Chieu seal. But those sounds still kept ringing. They returned from Dong Hai. From Bac Hoang rolled in. From the crack of the heavenly gate. From the royal mausoleum in the human world. And also from Van Cot Tri deep underground the Demon Palace echoed. The mother's face was pale, she raised her hand to summon a Red Lotus barrier, covering the entire main hall. As soon as the Red Lotus bloomed, small lines of writing appeared on the edges of the petals. All are the word "Chieu". The white-bearded old man took one look, his legs felt weak, and he almost knelt down down.

“We can't let them return all at once.”

“The Chieu seal cannot stand it.”

Thieu Dieu stood outside the formation, three meters away from me, the Kim Van on his wrist was torn all the way to his forearm. He gritted his teeth and said: "They don't want to go back."

“Someone is urging them to return.”

The emperor raised his eyes.

“Who?”

Deep inside the well mouth, a black peach flower slowly blooms. The woman's laughter echoed from there.

“Of course it's me.”

“You can't give them names.”

“But I can.”

“You cannot protect A Chieu.”

“But I can.”

The royal father swung his sword and slashed down. The black peach blossoms dissolved into mist, then gathered again in another place. She smiled at me through the black mist, her tone was gentle as if she was comforting a child who had been lost for a long time.

“A Chieu, open the door.”

“Let them inside.”

“As long as you nod, they will never feel cold again, will never feel pain again, will not be pinned to the veins, nor will they be buried in the snow anymore.”

I listened in a trance, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Noan Noan called me from Dong Hai. Tieu Tuyet called me from the Northern Wilderness. There are many children we have never known, who are also calling out to us in the darkness. They were in so much pain. But the father's hands were also shaking. The mother's eyes were also red. Thieu Dieu stood outside the formation, three meters away from me, Kim Van was broken inch by inch, but still resolutely refused to back down. I suddenly don't know who to listen to anymore. Thien Quan standing next to him lowered his voice and reminded: "Demon Venerable, you must immediately seal the Chieu spell." His father coldly glanced at him.

“How to seal it?”

The army was silent for a moment.

“Use the Celestial Clan's Soul Locking Nail.”

As soon as the words came out, his father swung a palm and sent him flying. Thien Quan slammed into the electric pole and vomited a mouthful of blood. My father hugged me tightly, his eyes as if he wanted to crush the entire Heavenly Palace.

“You have pinned her down for ninety thousand years.”

"So you still dare to mention the word nail in front of this deity?"

No one from the Celestial Clan dares to cough. The Demon Clan's ancestors were also immersed in terrifying silence. Because they all saw the three words Van Cot Tri. That is the cruel crime of the Demon Race itself. The queen mother suddenly spoke up.

“If you can't let them return, then first let them hear Chieu Chieu's voice.”

The white-bearded old man raised his head.

“What does the Ma Queen mean is roll call?”

The mother nodded.

“It's not soul retrieval.”

“Do not open the door.”

“But to tell them, Chieu Chieu is here.”

The old man's voice trembled.

“Three thousand six hundred remnant souls, if the roll was called one by one, your little highness wouldn't be able to stand it.”

Thieu Dieu suddenly said: "There's no need to take attendance all at once."

“First, take roll call of those closest.”

All eyes simultaneously looked down at the ground. The nearest place is not Dong Hai. Nor is it Bac Hoang. Which is Van Cot Tri of the Demon Palace. At this moment, an extremely soft knocking sound was heard from below the main hall. Coc. Coc. Coc. It was like someone was knocking on the door from inside a coffin. His father's face turned cold in an instant. The brick in the middle of the floor cracked into a narrow gap. A tiny white hand The bone pedestal protruded from the crack, and bony fingers were still wrapped around half of Tran Uyen's wood. That bony hand grabbed the ground tightly, slowly crawling up inch by inch. Before he could even raise his body, he raised his expressionless face, his empty eyes looking towards me lying in my father's arms.

“Sister.”

Its voice was tiny and hoarse.

"I'm right under your house."

“Why did you save the others first?”

17

Van Cot Tri is located at the deepest level of the Demon Palace. That is where the bones of Demon Clan warriors who have died in battle over many generations are buried. And it is also the place where the cruel sins that the Demon Clan do not want to be exposed to outsiders are buried. Father originally didn't want me to go there. But after that white-boned child crawled out of the crack in the main hall, he just lay on the ground staring at me. It has no eyes. But I know he's crying. Because every time he sobbed, the piece of wood in Tran Uyen's hand oozed a dark drop of blood. A drop of blood fell on the black jade tile, immediately blooming into a tiny black peach flower. The mother looked quietly for a long time, then softly exclaimed: "It has entered the palace."

“There's no escaping it.”

The queen's face darkened and she personally added nine layers of magic seal to the outside of my diaper. After that, he gave me to his mother to hold. He himself walked in the front row. Thieu Dieu could still only follow behind, keeping a distance of three meters. With every step he took, the Kim Van on his wrist flashed, blocking the sounds of resentment from the ground on my behalf. The Heavenly Clan's ancestors also followed downstairs. Thien Quan was about to speak up to stop him, but was pinned in place by his father's eyes.

“You'd better pray that the piece of wood in Van Cot Tri wasn't sent by the Celestial Clan.”

Thien Quan's face changed, and in the end he did not dare to say another word. As soon as the Van Cot Tri door opened, I smelled a strong smell of rust entering my nose. Inside the lake is not water. It's pure black ashes. Countless broken swords and broken armor sank deep to the bottom, just like a frozen battlefield. In the middle of the lake stands a solid black wooden stake. On the stake is engraved the word Chieu. The white-boned child sat huddled under a wooden stake, hugging his knees tightly. It is even skinnier than Noan Noan. And also quieter than Tieu Tuyet. Seeing me, it tilted its head slightly.

“Sister.”

“They drop their bones every day.”

“It hurts so much when it falls on me.”