Chapter 2 — Phuong Khoi Cuu Trung

Hearing that, I just tilted my head slightly, a faint smile appeared at the corner of my lips, like a spring breeze passing through cold snow: "Okay." I raised my eyes, each word fell as cold as lightning: "This palace also wants to see, when the mother comes... if she dares to skin me." Pausing for a moment, I leaned over and looked straight at Phuong Chau, my eyes filled with layers of murderous intent as cold as an abyss: "On the contrary, it's you... You scoundrel impersonating the identity of this palace! You should think soon... how to kneel down and beg for this palace to spare a dog's life later!" Having finished speaking, I walked up the steps and calmly sat down on the throne. The firelight on the top of the temple reflected on the blood phoenix's clothes, causing my shadow to stretch like a towering volcano, making sentient beings not dare to raise their heads to look straight. Phuong Chau clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were fiery, her face was full of disobedience, but her lips trembled, in the end she did not dare to say a word. I raised my eyebrows, snapped my fingers, two streams of spiritual wind rushed out, slapping her face twice in succession. “Acrid! Acrid!” — the sound echoed in the air, as crisp as tearing silk. “You bastard…” — I said coldly — “Do you even dare to touch what belongs to this palace?” Phuong Chau was slapped and fell to the ground, her cheeks were red and swollen, her jade brooch fell to the ground, her dignity was torn to ashes. “Chau Nhi, are you… are you okay?” — Mac Uyen quickly supported her, his eyes containing a trace of pity. He turned his head to say something to me, but his eyes just touched me, as if remembering the scene of being defeated in the last three moves, his lips moved, and in the end he only let out a cold snort. I lifted my right hand, my index finger gently pointing in the middle of nowhere. I saw Phuong Linh in Phuong Chau's hand vibrate like a bird singing, immediately escaping control, turning into a stream of red fire, flying straight into my palm. The feathers radiate brilliant golden light, like a drop of pure phoenix blood, roaring into my eyebrows. “You…” A phoenix sound echoed in all directions, twisted golden spiritual patterns flowed from Phuong Linh, turning into a phoenix-shaped mark that appeared right in the middle of my forehead. The spiritual pressure from the Supreme Bloodline instantly exploded, billowing like a sea of fire, causing the entire main hall to shake. Phuong Chau's face was as white as paper, her hands were clenched, her eyes were filled with hatred, she gritted her teeth and stared at me, but couldn't say a word. I gently leaned against the upper seat, my eyes narrowed with a smile, calmly enjoying every expression of fear, confusion, and shock of those standing below. Seeing the silence in the palace, I curled my lips slightly, my voice was as soft as silk but contained a cold murderous aura: "This palace has had a weak body since childhood, always retreating in Dan Huyet mountain, absorbing Ngu Lynh's qi from heaven and earth to sustain its life. For thousands of years, never having stepped outside once, you guys don't recognize this palace... it's also normal." Pausing for a moment, I slowly raised my eyes, my voice as calm as the night wind passing through the cold snow: "Today, anyone who has ever offended this palace... This palace will not prosecute." The sound was gentle yet heavy, falling into the ears of others like a blade hidden in velvet, making everyone not dare to breathe loudly. In that moment, it felt like there were a thousand knives in my heart sharp and silently cutting through. Dan Huyet Son... In that cold, lonely place, I endured alone for thousands of years, wandering day and night among the snow and spirit springs, with not a single person to talk to. Father followed the Divine Monarch to conquer the remnants of the Demon Race, thousands of miles away, and could not be with me even half a step. And my mother - the only person I thought would never leave me - but for thousands of years, she never came to see me once. I once foolishly consoled myself: She manages the entire Phuong clan, big and small things have to be handled by herself. She must be too busy and don't have time to visit me... Until one day, when I heard a group of little fairies going up the mountain to pick elixirs chatting indifferently, I realized - the Phuong clan... had another "little emperor". That person is held in the palm of her mother's hand, indulged and pampered little by little, and protected like a pearl. While the true emperor of the Phuong clan... was left alone in Dan Huyet mountain, alone in the midst of ancient fog. I told myself: If it was just a female meaning, to explain my longing for my child, I could understand. But if you don't differentiate between black and white, let someone else blatantly usurp your position as emperor, standing in the place that should belong to me... Then... Don't blame me for not remembering motherly love! Right at this moment, a flood of murderous aura came from outside the voltage. “Boom!” The palace door slammed open, Phuong Hau quickly walked in, her flaming clothes fluttering, the phoenix blood pressure halo radiated like a tidal wave, causing the entire main hall to tremble. Her voice was as high as a jade bell, cold as ice and snow, each word fell like a thunderous shock: "This palace wants to see... Who is this bold and bold person, daring to impersonate my daughter's identity?!" 3 I stood up excitedly, my breathing was chaotic, there was only one hope left in my heart... As long as the mother came, everything would be clear... But before I could call out the word "mother", a cold blast of wind hit me straight in the face, so strong that my head rang, my body staggered back a few steps. Raising my head, I suddenly met her eyes. In that moment, a flash of panic and shock flashed in her eyes that was hard to suppress, but she quickly hid it. I see... very clearly. “Mother!” — Phuong Chau immediately rushed into her arms, sobbing, chokingly recounting: "You're finally here... Your daughter was almost killed by that bastard!" Phuong Hau gently hugged her, her hand holding Phuong Chau's tearful face, her voice gentle like the spring breeze: "Don't cry, Chau Nhi... You are the only daughter of the mother. If the mother does not come to protect you, then who else will she come to protect?" I stood there silently, feeling like something inside me was cracking open. Before our eyes, a scene of a gentle mother and child is taking place right in front of us. But the position that originally belonged to me... was blatantly occupied by someone else. I don't know when, the corner of my eyes suddenly felt cold. I raised my hand and gently touched it... it turned out it was tears. It turns out... My mother never loved me. After coaxing Phuong Chau, Phuong Hau turned her head to look at me, her face was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, her aura was oppressive. She approached step by step, her voice was like a cold blade, each word was like sparks of fire sweeping through the bottom of her heart: "Phuong Dao! You are just a wild breed that no one has taught you, and you still dare to do this." Chaos during the coming-of-age ceremony of the Phoenix clan! Or… Are you tired of living?” Her words, like a cold, bright sword, completely tore the last fragile silk between me and her. The whispers in the hall exploded like fire on dry grass. The eyes of the courtiers all turned to look at me —— From that moment on, my identity in their eyes only had the word "fake" left. I, the true emperor, was labeled an "ungrateful wild animal" and a "fake". I took a deep breath, wiped away the last tears, and then laughed out loud. The laughter was as light as a breeze, but the murderous aura in the bottom of her eyes was colder than a thousand years of ice: "Mother... Do you remember the promise you made to your father a long time ago?" I took a step forward, each word as heavy as the sound of an ancient bell ringing in the main hall: "If my father knows... You tolerate others usurping my identity, I wonder how you will explain it?" In the blink of an eye, the whole electricity went dead silent, and the sound of breathing became heavy. I see clearly, Phuong Hau's face stiffens slightly. Even though she still tried to appear calm, her words and actions were still as noble as before... But those eyes... In the bottom of her eyes, there was a hidden wavering - Panic. Insecure. Fear of being exposed. “Shut up!” — Phuong Hau suddenly shouted loudly, her voice was as sharp as a sword pulled out of its sheath, the roar shook throughout the main hall. “Who… is your mother?!” She threw me a cold look like thousands of years of ice, each word was like a knife piercing deep: "This palace is willing to raise you until you grow up, let you live in the Phuong clan, that is already a sky-high kindness!" "If I had known earlier that you would grow up to be an ungrateful person who betrayed your master and failed to raise you, when I picked you up that year, this palace would have single-handedly strangled you to death!" As soon as the words were spoken, there was a stir in the palace, countless eyes turned towards me, half pity, half contempt. At that moment, Princess Kim Ly Ngu Ly and Princess Bang of the Thanh Am clan immediately stepped out, pretending to be kind, with a sharp voice: "Lady Phuong Hau! You don't know, just when you weren't present, this wild beast not only impersonated the emperor, blatantly showing off his authority, but also seriously injured the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan! Thanh Am also continued, her voice filled with anger and flattery: "That's right, my lady! If it weren't for a few of us risking our lives to protect them, I'm afraid the little emperor would have been miserably bullied by this vile species! You are so merciful, but if it were the princess in return... I would have stripped it of its skin to vent my anger on Chau Nhi's behalf! Mac Uyen also took the opportunity, pointed at the blood stain on the corner of his lips, deliberately letting everyone see, his eyes full of injustice, turned to Phuong Hau: "Miss Phuong Hau..." - his voice was low, carrying the meaning of pleading - "This vile species does not know what secret technique he used, his spiritual power suddenly skyrocketed, even I am not an opponent." "Just now I wanted to take action for Chau Nhi, but instead... she hurt my body." As soon as his words ended, Phuong Chau immediately grabbed his face, her voice soft, tears in her eyes: "Brother Mac Uyen... it's all because of me... If I hadn't softened my heart that year and didn't save this bitch, how could you bear to be humiliated by her today..." The two of them looked at each other with four eyes, tears shining, a scene of deep love as if this world was theirs alone. Mac Uyen tilted her head, her eyes were hot, and promised in a low voice: "For you... Even if I die, I will not regret it."