Chapter 6 — Thousand Tribulations Without Return

Jumping down to Tru Tien Dai... means taking away the immortal bones, erasing the immortal roots, all previous memories turn into ash, forever entering reincarnation, from now on... no longer qualified to step on the fairy world. That is the path to extinction. If it weren't for the heart-breaking pain, how could she... jump down without hesitation? Suddenly, a crazy thought flashed in his head. Canh Hac's eyes trembled, his breathing was chaotic, his heart beat like a drum. “Could it be that… Lac Quan… knew about Mong Ly…?” As soon as this thought arose, he immediately denied it: "No... Impossible! I... I hid it so carefully, how could you know?" He clenched his fist, convincing himself: "There must... be someone deceiving you! Or... or... Lac Quan is testing me, it's all... a play!" Thinking of the image in the mirror, that gentle face without any pain, his calm eyes as if escaping from the world, he suddenly believed his guess. Canh Hac's breathing was rapid, he jumped up, blood still on his face, the corner of his lips curved into a crazy smile. In the vast hall, he turned around, raised his head and shouted, his voice wailing like a ghost's tears: "Lac Quan! Don't... stop teasing me! It's my fault... it's because I was busy... forgot you... didn't send you a letter... but... don't scare me like this!" “Lac Quan… don't hide anymore… Come out here… I… I've lost face in front of so many people… So… should you vent your anger…?” The whole palace was quiet, the immortals looked at Canh Hac's whole body covered in blood, his eyes were crazy, his aura was chaotic like a wild beast in a cage, no one dared to take a step closer. He could only stand far away, watching helplessly as the Emperor, lofty above, trailed a long trail of blood on the jade steps, losing his reason and rushing straight back to his palace. But as soon as he entered, the scene before his eyes made Canh Hac feel like he was struck by lightning: The Emperor's palace was... empty. There was no longer a shadow of anyone, not a single scent left, as if... this place had never lived before. His breath choked, an anger rose straight to the top of his head, he roared loudly, the roar was like thunder, making the whole heavenly palace vibrate: "Where are you! Who serves here? Speak quickly! Did a thief break into the palace and not know it!? Or... do you not want to live anymore!?" An elf trembled and prostrated, his voice broken like a breeze: "When... when I reported to the Emperor... it was... that the Emperor personally... cleaned up everything in the palace... and then... gave it away to give to others..." Canh Hac's eyes darkened, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of murderous aura, he did not believe: "You... you lied! Those... were all personally given to you by this king, you... have always treasured them very much, even personally cleaning each item... How could you... give it away?" someone else?” The fairy was so scared that there was no blood left on her face, her head bowed to the ground, her voice trembling to the point of cracking: "I really... I really don't dare to lie to the Emperor... The person who moved the things... was your personal guard." Canh Hac's eyes suddenly swept across, the guard immediately knelt down on the ground, his whole body cold: "B... tell the Emperor! I... really don't know... The Emperor gave me something! He told me to take them all to Bong Lai Son, the subordinate... thought that the Emperor wanted to move there permanently..." Bong Lai Son... Hearing this, Canh Hac's heart tightened, a cold feeling spread throughout his limbs, his legs seemed to have been drained of strength, his thoughts were vague. in my head gradually condensed into shape... but he didn't dare say it. The bodyguard was still kneeling, looking up with a pale face, and continued: "At that time... Emperor Concubine... seemed strange. He... he said... 'things must be returned to the original owner', that she was just a borrower, keeping those things... was just a waste..." Click... The jade brooch fell from Canh Hac's hand, making a small sound, but it echoed in the empty palace. The corners of his lips curled up, revealing a smile... a chilling, cold smile. “Ha… ha ha ha…” His voice was hoarse, his eyes were red as blood, each word seemed to hiss through his teeth: “You know… Lac Quan… you know everything.” A gaze like a knife swept through the palaces, everyone bowed their heads to the ground, not daring to breathe loudly. In the end, a trembling fairy, as if swallowing a mouthful of fire, dared to whisper: "Bear... to the Emperor... That day... in Linh Tuyen Bong Lai, the Emperor... cried a lot... But... when a woman with a beautiful appearance walked in, the Emperor's mood immediately calmed down." Pausing for a moment, she lowered her voice to the level of a breeze: "The slave... accidentally heard... she told the Imperial Concubine: 'If you want to detoxify the Red Lotus, if you want to successfully nurture the pregnancy... you have to regenerate your body.'" At this moment, at Bong Lai Son, Mong Ly was peacefully nursing the baby. Hearing the news that the Emperor was going crazy, the corners of her lips curled up into a smug smile... but she couldn't hold back anymore. "Hmm... What man wouldn't go crazy if he knew his wife was carrying someone else's child?" She tilted her head slightly, her eyes flashing maliciously: "The bigger the chaos, the better. The more people know... Lac Quan once descended to the mortal world, carrying mortal blood within her, the less she... has the face to return to the fairy world." Carrying within her the immortal fetus that Canh Hac spent thousands of years of effort to nurture, Mong Ly firmly believes that... from now on, no one is worthy of the Imperial Concubine position other than her. Sure enough, as she expected, not long after, the Emperor's bodyguards arrived. Moreover... to pick her up - to enter Thien De Palace. The corners of Mong Ly's lips trembled, but she couldn't hide her smile. Hiding for thousands of years, calculating step by step, finally... this day has come! From now on, the countless favors that Canh Hac gave her were no longer something that was secretly hidden in the dark. She will stand upright and upright next to him, admired by many female fairies in the nine heavens. Mong Ly was immersed in pride, not realizing that the guard's eyes were as cold as ice, hiding a deep contempt in the bottom of his eyes. When the chariot stopped in front of Thien De Palace, the bodyguard did not bother to bow. He grabbed her wrist with one hand and pulled her inside, without even the slightest bit of pity. Mong Ly was slightly surprised, but as soon as she saw Canh Hac sitting right in the main hall, tears immediately flowed out, she choked with frustration, her voice trembled: "Canh Hac... Look at your bodyguards, being so disrespectful to me... I... I'm still pregnant..." She deliberately didn't finish her sentence, just gently placed her hand on her belly, then turned around, as if intentionally showing off to the whole hall. All sides were silent. The immortals stood around, no one opened their mouth, each of them bowed their heads, eyes looking at their nose, nose looking at their heart, as if they didn't hear or see at all. A heavy and sinister atmosphere permeated the main hall. However, Mong Ly did not realize it at all, she even intended to jump into Canh Hac's arms, looking for a word of comfort. But — The arm just touched The hem of his shirt was violently thrown away. Mong Ly was stunned, looking at the man who last night was as gentle as water, but now... his face was like ice and snow, his eyes were as deep as a cold abyss. Canh Hac slowly opened his mouth, his voice was as low as the ninth layer of snow: "When you were at Bong Lai Son, did you... find Lac Quan?" Mong Ly hesitated, not understanding why his face was so different. But in her heart, she thought that he must be acting, afraid that outsiders would know that he was ungrateful, so she nodded cooperatively: "That's right... That day, the Emperor cried so much, I... just wanted to comfort you." The corners of Canh Hac's lips curled up, as if showing a gentle smile. “You… are so kind.” Mong Ly lowered her eyelids, pretending to be shy like a little girl, her voice as light as a spring breeze: "I... have a soft heart... I can't bear to see a woman cry." The smile at the corner of Canh Hac's lips became wider and wider, but the light in the bottom of his eyes was as dark as an abyss filled with murderous intent. The bodyguard standing nearby saw this and couldn't help but shiver, the hairs on his whole body stood up, and a feeling of unease arose in his heart. He has followed the Emperor for many years and knows that this smile does not bode well. The last time Canh Hac laughed like that was when he heard the news that the demons dared to offend Lac Quan... As a result, in just one afternoon, the Demon Abyss' blood flowed into rivers. However, Mong Ly did not realize it, and even thought she was being favored, so she became even more complacent.