Chapter 4 — Truong Ca Van Hoa

I leisurely raised my hand, gently stretching out three fingers, my smile was as light as a spring breeze, but falling into his ears, it was like a thunderbolt hitting the top of my head: "You... have three days left to live." As soon as my words ended, the whole hall shook. The atmosphere was already as tense as a string, at this moment... suddenly exploded. The eyes of the clansmen almost wanted to burn father and sister To Am. Those who had just heard the news for the first time, their surprised faces turned into anger, whispering voices rose from all around like a tide: "So... the Grand Princess is not of pure Phoenix bloodline?" “Your mother… is just a star chicken?” “Oh my god… for a mixed blood line to lead the Phuong clan, isn't this an eternal humiliation?!” His father's face stiffened slightly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of embarrassment that was hard to hide. As for To Am... like a person cornered, her body trembled, her red eyes seemed to be driven crazy. She continuously backed away, her voice hoarse, screaming and crying, like a wounded animal desperately denying everything: "That's not true! I am the Great Princess of the Phoenix clan, your older sister, Van So! You... don't try to defame me!" "You're making it up! You're definitely making it all up!" Her eyes seemed to grasp the last life-saving straw, turning sharply towards the black lake, her screams lost in panic: "If it's not a fabrication... why didn't you predict it?!" "Black fox! You are a descendant of the High Priest, proficient in language and spirit arts! If I really am not of pure blood, why didn't you see it before yesterday?!" She grabbed the black fox, her hands frantically shook his shoulders, her voice trembling, mixed with extreme fear: "You say it! You say it quickly!!" But she didn't realize it. At that time, his face was as white as paper, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, his eyes widened, his lips trembled as if he wanted to say something... but couldn't utter a word. I stood still, the corner of my lips only slightly raised, without explanation, but in my heart... it was as clear as a mirror. Why didn't he guess? Very simple. Because... currently, the black fox has no spiritual magic at all! Unlike the white fox - although his natural talent was normal, he gradually cultivated it from a young age, relying on his own strength to comprehend it, so his spiritual magic ability improved according to his cultivation level, and he learned everything on his own. The black lake is completely different. In my previous life, before I died, I secretly examined the ancient book of the Nine-Tailed Fox, and then I realized: The black fox's spiritual magic is not a natural talent, but a secret technique inherited from the Great Priest's bloodline. His potential is extremely great, but the conditions to activate it are extremely harsh: "Only when the contract is made with the pure bloodline of the Phoenix clan, will the language spirit magic fully awaken." But the black fox did not know the secret of To Am's bloodline. He always thought that she and I were born from the same mother. He didn't expect it - To Am's mother was just a star chicken, her bloodline was not pure enough, making the contract a betrayal. More importantly... spiritual magic can only see the fate of others, but cannot predict your own destiny. In his previous life, he predicted that To Am's future would be smooth sailing, while I would be miserable, so he wholeheartedly supported her, innocently not knowing that he was the one who pushed me to hell. Think of this, The corner of my lips curled into a cold smile. Today, looking at him choosing to leave me for To Am, it's just a repeating cycle of cause and effect. In this life, let's see how long he can remain satisfied. The black fox was suddenly stunned, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, his body trembled slightly, he knelt on the cold stone floor, completely lacking the dignity of yesterday. His lips trembled as he uttered each word, his voice choked like the wind whistling in his throat: "No... Impossible!" Suddenly going crazy, he used all his remaining strength, grabbed To Am's collar, screamed hoarsely, his red eyes almost cracked: "You... how can you... be the son of a star chicken?!" “If I had known… If I had known… how could I have made a contract with you?!”

“BOOM!” The crisp sound echoed throughout the main hall. To Am's eyes turned red, her face distorted with anger and humiliation. She fiercely slapped him in the face, then immediately stepped on one foot and kicked him to the ground: "Black fox! What do you think you are to dare call me a mongrel?!"

“Phew!” The black lake spat out a mouthful of thick black blood, its already broken body suffered further serious injuries, the whole person collapsed to the cold ground, no longer able to stand up. Blood stained the red and yellow brocade covering the floor, the fishy smell rushed straight into the nose, and a deathly silence echoed in the main hall. He knelt on the cold ground, his body trembling, his eyes wet and red, looking up at me, his hoarse cry filled with regret and pleading: "A So...save me...do you have the heart to stand by and watch me die right in front of you?" The white fox immediately stepped forward to block the person, his pure white fox ears perked up in alertness, his spiritual energy was like a sharp knife circling his body, his voice was cold, revealing a strong possessive aura: "What do you want? Take Van So away from me?" His eyes were as bright as ice chips, a vague killing intent appeared, just ready to explode if the black fox took even half a step further.

I stood still and looked at that scene, the corner of my lips curled slightly into a cold curve, I only felt extremely funny. Can you bear it? Of course you can! I even wish he died more miserably. It would be best if his intestines would bleed, his internal organs would explode, and his body wouldn't be intact. But... Yesterday I was just immersed in the gentleness of the white fox, today the crazy screams of To Am and the mournful moans of the black fox are ringing in my ears... {Read full on page Nguyet Hoa Cac} It really makes people feel sick to the core. I gently pulled the white fox's sleeve, my voice faintly cold: "Let's...let's go." The white fox glanced at me, his eyes were immediately as gentle as water, he nodded slightly, not paying attention to the black fox kneeling on the ground. He grabbed my hand, and in the blink of an eye, two white-robed silhouettes slowly disappeared from the main hall, leaving only the tragic choking sound of someone echoing behind. The news of To Am and the black fox's failed contract spread throughout the Phuong clan like a storm. In the eyes of the clan, this is nothing more than a wild joke. In order to save some face, his father was forced to offer a generous bride price, personally inviting the Great Wizard of the Medicine God Valley to the Phoenix Palace, regardless of paying the terrible price, he had to save the black fox's life. But the curse of Thien Dao is not an easy thing to break. Even the Great Wizard can only reluctantly use his cultivation to temporarily seal the seal. As for how long the black fox can live, no one knows. I'm sure. The ironic thing is... Father still firmly placed his hope on Black Lake, hoping that he would use the so-called "great success of language and spirit" to help To Am climb to the position of Leader of the Phoenix Clan. But only I know - In this life, the black lake will never be able to restore its speech and spirit magic. In order to maintain his position, the black fox has no choice but to rely on the memories of his previous life, finding all kinds of ways to cover it up, pretending that he still has the same ability as before. To Am, after two days of peace, appeared before me again. She wore a dress embroidered with golden phoenix, her steps were graceful, and an extremely arrogant smile hung on her lips: "Van So, the black fox is completely healthy." “His spiritual magic has also completely recovered.” “In the past two days, he not only accurately predicted the time when the demons would invade, but also helped me find an Earth-level magic weapon in the secret realm.” Her eyes glanced at the white fox standing next to me, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes: "As for the white fox... what can he do for you?" "So what if your blood is pure and righteous? Without strength, that luck is just a waste!" Her voice became higher and higher, each word pounded straight down, carrying a blatant provocation: "Don't forget, the strongest strength is you." “The glorious victory also belongs to you.” “The only person worthy of becoming the next leader of the Phoenix Clan… can only be you!”