Chapter 3 — Tra Nam Stone, Be Ma Ton

Viet Hang gently kissed my cheek, carried me straight into the main hall, sat on the Supreme Ma seat, and I sat neatly in his lap. His eyes never left me for even a moment. That look was too intense, I instinctively looked away and asked softly: "Is someone bullying you?" Viet Hang smiled brightly, his voice light: "Nothing." He said, his voice determined: "I don't have the talent to become an immortal. If I don't become a demon, even if I practice for another ten thousand years, I won't be able to see you again." "Sister, mortals are limited, as long as I can see you... let alone being a ghost, being a ghost, being a demon, being an animal - I am willing." My hand tightened around his shirt, my throat choked. Viet Hang... likes me? Since when? No one has ever... loved me so strongly, loved me to the point of falling into the devil's path. If you want to cultivate immortality and switch to cultivating demons, you must break the internal pill, little by little force all the immortal energy out of your meridians, return to being a mortal, and then from the beginning step into the demon world to practice. That suffering, no one can imagine. I breathed easier, looked at him, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?" Viet Hang smiled brightly. Even though he was a Demon Venerable, between his eyebrows was still the arrogant look of the old teenager. He only used one hand, holding both of my hands that were clinging to his shirt, gently squeezing. He said: "It's not the same." “Ning Suong, I hate… I didn't become Demon Venerable sooner.” "I know that all these years, you have been hurt by Phuc Tru and bullied by that A Kieu lotus." “If I had known that earlier…” “I would have killed him.” When I hear the name Phuc Tru, his image in my memory gradually becomes strange. It was as if the entire past between me and him... had been left behind in that fairy world. I don't speak up. Viet Hang didn't care, just gently said: "Ninh Suong, please rest assured." “As long as you are by my side, I will not touch the fairy world.” “At first… I just wanted to meet you once.” “But they didn't let me into the fairy world, so I fought with them.” Viet Hang talked about the reason for leading the demons to attack the fairy world, his voice was as light as a breeze. Just for me. I was silent for a long time, not knowing what was in my heart. In my memory, Viet Hang has always been a weak junior brother who needed my protection. Yet when we met again thousands of years later, he was already a grown man. But his feelings... are so intense that they make me suffocate. This is the first time in my life that I have been loved so deeply by someone. At that moment, the last love I had for Phuc Tru completely disappeared. That's fine. If by Viet Hang's side, we can keep the peace of the six worlds, and he is happy because of me... Then I will try to learn to love him. The Heavenly Emperor used a small palanquin to take me to the Demon World. But Viet Hang stubbornly wanted to organize the most solemn wedding in the Six Worlds for me. So... the news that Ma Ton Viet Hang was infatuated with fairy Ninh Suong spread throughout the six realms. Everyone knows — Ma Ton organized a grand wedding for Ninh Suong. He ordered the entire Demon Race to plant almond trees on the barren land where no grass could grow - just because I like that flower. The wedding dress I wore was silk fabric that Viet Hang himself came to Dong Hai to find from the mermaid tribe to weave. Even the fairy world... doesn't have more than three meters of that kind of fabric. Every day we get to eat meals prepared by an earthly chef that Viet Hang personally brings home, changing delicious dishes for each meal. Even getting out Outside, Viet Hang's confidant also transformed into a white crane to take us for a walk. The fairies who once refused to get along because they were afraid of Viet Hang's reputation for killing, now all had red eyes with regret. If only I had known sooner that marrying Ma Ton would be treated like that, they would have taken it away long ago, it wouldn't be my turn. Recently, many fairies secretly escaped from the fairy world and ran to the Demon World, saying they wanted to meet Demon Ton Viet Hang and willingly offered themselves as concubines. After all... the previous generation of Ma Ton was famous for his lust, his harem had up to thirty concubines, not to mention countless earthly beauties. Instead of being a fairy with a lowly status in heaven, it would be better to become the concubine of Ma Ton. But before those fairies could meet Viet Hang, they were knocked unconscious by his men and sent back to the fairy world. Viet Hang's subordinates stood in front of heaven's gate and said coldly: "Lord Ma Ton has said it - our Demon Queen has only one, and that is Lord Ninh Suong." “If there are any immortals who dare to enter the Demon World - kill without mercy.” Ma Ton's cold aura and murderous intent made the small soldier guarding the gate shiver, and hastily pulled back the group of fairies lying on the ground. Little did I know, in just a few short months, things would become so frantic. Every day we are "entangled" by Viet Hang. Sometimes teaching him how to sword dance, sometimes playing chess together, life is so peaceful, peaceful, and happy that it feels like a dream. I think... Viet Hang is the best stop in my life. After thousands of years of fighting in the fairy world, I am tired of those endless killings. Even Phuc Tru once said — people like me, cold and strong, don't deserve to be protected. But Viet Hang is different. He sees me as the most normal woman, loving, gentle, and nurturing. Every time he saw a scar on someone's body, his eyes would turn red and he would softly ask, "Does it hurt?" Then go around the demon world to find ointment to treat scars to apply to me. Viet Hang muttered, a little jealous: "I don't want those wounds to still exist." “It's all because of Phuc Tru.” “I want the person in your heart — only me.” I laughed and coaxed: "Jealousy, jealousy, such childishness." Viet Hang rolled around on the bed again, her eyes wet like a puppy: "But... I love you." I looked at him gently. Even though I haven't said love yet, my heart - little by little - has been filled by Viet Hang. Until a month later, the fairy world suddenly launched war with the Demon world. That's not right... It's not a fairyland. It's the God of War Phuc Tru. He charged straight into the Demon World, his voice hoarse, only asking one question: "Where is Ninh Suong...?" Viet Hang's subordinates burst out laughing: "Why are you looking for our Demon Queen?" Phuc Tru's eyes were red, his aura was scattered, he was almost about to disappear into a demon. He roared: "Who told you to call her Demon Queen?" The Demon Clan people laughed loudly: "Of course it's Lord Ninh Suong, who else?" "Didn't you personally bring her to get married?" "What is it? Do you regret it?" “You people of the fairy world don't know what it means to keep your word.” "What's the point of calling yourself a fairy? It's better to be a refreshing and straightforward person like us devils!" The fairy power on Phuc Tru's body exploded, the shock caused several surrounding demons to be injured. He raised his sword and rushed straight into the magic palace where Viet Hang and I are staying: "I want to meet Ninh Suong!" Although the demon world does not have many strong people, the number of demons is extremely large. Yet Phuc Tru did not eat or sleep for three days and three nights, and forcibly opened a bloody path straight into the main hall. His whole body was covered in blood, his hand was holding his sword, he staggered in front of me and Viet Hang. At that time, Viet Hang was holding me in his arms, feeding me some grapes that he planted himself. I wanted to turn my head to look at Phuc Tru, but Viet Hang forced me to bury my face in his neck, not allowing me to look. He sat with his arms on the throne like a king, smiling casually: "Fu Tru, why are you here?" Phuc Tru ignored him, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "I came to take... my wife home." Viet Hang laughed coldly: "Your wife?" “Fuc Tru, have you forgotten?” "You've already married that lotus flower. Who do you want in the demon world?" Phuc Tru glared at me, his eyes seemed to penetrate, gritted his teeth and asked: "Ninh Suong, don't you have anything to say to me?" I stood up from Viet Hang's lap and slowly walked out. Behind him, Viet Hang grumbled in a low voice: "Sister, you can't look at him." I burst out laughing and cursed in my heart: "You petty thing."