Chapter 2 — Tra Nam Stone, Be Ma Ton

The fairy just shook her head, didn't say anything more, just advised me to soon make a contract with Phuc Tru. Because the Heavenly Emperor has never separated pairs of contracted immortals. I mustered all my courage and opened my mouth: "Fu Tru... Thien De said that he would let me go and get along." Phuc Tru laughed lightly: "Heavenly Emperor let you get along?" "A cold as ice, strong fairy like you who only knows how to fight? Did you come to the Demon World to make friends or to make enemies?" I staggered, almost unable to stand. In Phuc Tru's eyes, am I such a person? My voice trembled: "I... why did I have to lie to you?" “In your eyes… I am not even as good as a lotus-turned-elf?” I waved my hand, summoned a long sword, the tip of the sword pointed straight at A Kieu, my voice filled with hatred: "If I kill A Kieu today, what will you do?" A Kieu turned her head, her eyes filled with pleasure. In the next second, she proactively rushed at the tip of my sword, then discharged her spiritual energy, cutting off all her meridians. She spat out a mouthful of blood and trembled as she opened her mouth: "Sister Ninh Suong... I don't understand why you targeted me like that." “Becoming close to Master Phuc Tru is the only way for me to not be chosen by the Heavenly Emperor to be sent to the Demon World.” “If I go there… I will definitely die.” “But you... took away my last life path.” “I know… my status is low, my time with Sir is not as long as yours, but… my feelings for him are sincere.” "I'm willing to use my life to prove it." Having said that, she shed tears like rain, looking at Phuc Tru sadly: "Sir... perhaps I should not have become a fairy. I would like to return all my spiritual energy to you." “If I become a lotus again… please plant me in the pond in front of your window.” “Let me… every day, every night… be able to see you, okay?” Phuc Tru immediately panicked. He raised his head, looked at me like an enemy, and shouted: "GET OUT!" He quickly picked up A Kieu and rushed into the palace. When passing by me, he pushed me to the ground without mercy. I sat on the cold ground, raised my head to look at his back, but my heart - the heart that had beaten for him for a thousand years - at that moment... quietly died. Phuc Tru stopped in front of the palace, looked back at me: "Ninh Suong, you don't need to make up stories to chase A Kieu away." “Even if the Heavenly Emperor chooses you to get along... that is also your destiny.” “You left… for all the sentient beings in the fairy world.” "If you attain enlightenment and become an immortal, you should shoulder the responsibilities of a fairy." I smiled, a pitiful, bitter smile: "So what about A Kieu?" Phuc Tru held A Kieu in his arms and gently replied: "A Kieu was originally... not a person of the fairy world." "It was me who stubbornly forced her to become a fairy. That's why - I have to protect her even more." Phuc Tru slammed the palace door, also closing all the past between me and him. Through the tightly closed door, we saw him put A Kieu on the bed, bend down, and kiss her on the lips. He transmitted spiritual energy to A Kieu, little by little, helping her reconnect the meridians that had been crushed. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. What a great plan... what a master move. I stood up, straightened my spine, and left Phuc Tru's palace. With every step we take, our feelings for Phuc Tru dissipate a little more. As I walked out of the main hall, I wiped the corners of my eyes with my hand — and let go completely The person named Phuc Tru. Three days later, the news that Phuc Tru had entered into a marriage contract with fairy lady A Kieu spread throughout the fairy world. Everyone who meets me has eyes full of pity and sadness. I was summoned to the palace by the Emperor. I knelt under the palace, raised my head and looked towards him. Thien De's eyes showed a bit of unwillingness: "Ninh Suong, I know you have fought for the fairy world for many years." “I told the fairy to reveal the news to you in advance, to give you a chance to refuse.” “You and Phuc Tru have loved each other for a thousand years.” “As long as you two get married, I will choose someone else.” “But you…” Obviously, even the Heavenly Emperor did not expect that Phuc Tru would not choose me, but instead choose A Kieu. I smiled slightly, calmly bowed my head, then stood up and said each word clearly: "Heavenly Emperor, I am a person of the fairy world, of course I should contribute to the fairy world." “Becoming friends with Demon Lord — is the right thing to do.” Speaking of the last sentence, my voice was hoarse, but each word was still decisive and resolute. Thien De sighed: "Then... let you go." Once the person chosen to get married was determined, the marriage fever throughout the fairy world finally subsided. Phuc Tru and A Kieu became the last couple in the fairy world to get married. The small palanquin that took me to the Demon World slowly flew over the top of Phuc Tru's palace, neither fast nor slow. I hesitated a bit, but in the end I still lifted the palanquin curtain and looked down below. In the palace, there were dim shadows of people passing by. Phuc Tru and A Kieu wore bright red robes and stood in the first row. I don't know why, it's clearly an auspicious time, but they still haven't worshiped. Just as I was about to fly out of the palace, I vaguely heard Phuc Tru's voice: "Where is Ninh Suong? Why didn't she come?" The whole main hall was as quiet as paper. Everyone bowed their heads, no one dared to answer, no one dared to look him in the eyes. Phuc Tru seemed to wake up, but did not dare to believe what was gradually appearing before his eyes. He turned his head and scanned the faces of each guest attending the ceremony, trying to find a familiar figure. But he only saw quiet, tense faces. His throat was dry and choked, and he asked again: "Where is Ninh Suong? Why didn't she come?" “Is she angry with me?” Thien De's fairy couldn't bear it anymore, pouted dissatisfiedly, glared at Phuc Tru, and said quickly and harshly: "Why are you looking for Ninh Suong, she's gone to get along!" Phuc Tru was stunned. Just like the last disaster when he ascended thousands of years ago, lightning fell from the top of his head, burning his veins, causing him extreme panic. It wasn't until A Kieu gently pulled the hem of his shirt that he woke up like a person in a dream, muttering as if he was deceiving himself: "How could it be Ninh Suong..." "The two of them deliberately deceived me... right?" “I told you… marrying A Kieu is only a temporary plan.” He tugged at his sleeve and coldly shouted: "Ah Kieu, bow down!" Phuc Tru said in a low voice: "She's just angry and won't come, I don't care." “If you joke like that, even if you kneel in front of me, I won't forgive you.” Hearing that, A Kieu breathed a sigh of relief and walked with him to the altar. As for me, I have no idea what is going on in Phuc Tru's palace. The wedding palanquin slowly stopped at the border of the Demon World, changing into The people of the Demon World came to receive it. When the palanquin stopped in front of the palace gate of the Demon World - Viet Hang Palace, a white hand, with clear bones and joints, lifted the palanquin's curtain. I reflexively raised my head, the first thing I saw was a pair of deep black eyes. His voice was gentle, but contained immense joy: "A sister." I blurted out uncontrollably: "Why you?!" Thousands of years ago, I, Phuc Tru and Viet Hang were all monks in the human world. Phuc Tru and I practice swords, and Viet Hang is our junior brother. He has no natural talent, but he always likes to follow behind me, walking quietly step by step. When I ascended, out of concern for him, I left him a spirit ring containing my entire fortune. From then until now, I have always watched each person ascend to become an immortal - but Viet Hang... has never appeared. I thought he didn't have the qualifications to practice immortality, but I never expected... he would enter the demonic path. Viet Hang looked at me in a bright red dress, his eyes filled with joy, as if he wanted to engulf the whole world. He gently held my hand and carefully helped me step down from the wedding palanquin. I quickly walked a few steps in front of him and asked impatiently: "Why did you become a ghost? Did someone bully you?" My worried eyes made Viet Hang sigh with satisfaction. He looked at me blankly and chuckled softly: "Sister, you haven't changed at all." He suddenly picked me up and I reflexively wrapped my arms around his neck.