Chapter 8 — Truong Ca Van Hoa

Until one time, I accidentally passed by the closed shrine and saw my father... kneeling in front of his childhood altar, worshiping her with that same dharma weapon. Only then will we understand. He used his mother's dowry... to sacrifice his lover. A cold laugh burst out of his throat. Today, the emperor still dares to use this as a treasure to compete for the position, to choose the leader of the Phuong clan? It's... disgusting. I lifted the magic weapon in my hand, looked at it for a moment, then without hesitation— CRACK! A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the main hall. Debris fell like ash. If the mother under the nine springs knew, I'm afraid she wouldn't want to keep this unclean thing. Father regained his composure, his face turned pale, his voice trembled: "Van So... you..." I interrupted, too lazy to look any further, just conveniently threw the debris on the ground, calmly said: "Your father... you are old." “The throne of the Phoenix clan…requires fairness and justice.” “And you…” I curled my lips, coldly, “no longer worthy.” "If you want to save your last face, it's best to abdicate yourself." As soon as my voice ended, the space seemed to freeze. Even the wind stopped for a moment. All the clansmen looked towards their father, their eyes filled with hundreds of indescribable emotions: fear, questioning, confusion, but... no one stood up to refute. Because they all know... destiny has been decided. Below the main hall, several Phoenix clan elders and clansmen were simultaneously bewildered, their eyes first looked at me and then turned towards the emperor, their faces full of confusion. The air was as tense as a piano string. At that moment, a soft groan rang out— Tuc Am slowly opened his eyes and sat up. Seeing that the magic weapon symbolizing her victory was broken into two pieces, her reason seemed to be drained from her, her eyes turned red, and she let out a shrill scream. "Aaaa! Van So! You dare!!!" She screamed and rushed forward like a wild beast, wanting to tear me apart. It's just a pity... Just before my fingertips touched the hem of my shirt, a layer of spiritual pressure billowed across me. Oh! Her whole body was thrown out, hitting the stone floor hard, the corner of her lips bleeding. I still do not condense my breath. Oh! A dull explosion rang out in the middle of the main hall. In the blink of an eye, the magic formation my father hid outside was torn apart by me. Losing his father's illusory spell, combined with the depletion of his spiritual power, Tuc Am's body burst from the illusion layer. Before everyone's eyes, she transformed back into her original form—half an ordinary hemorrhoid star, half a mixed-race phoenix blood. The body is twisted, the feathers are sparse, patches of ugly and unsightly skin are exposed. The whole main hall shook. When the clansman saw this scene, his face turned pale, his eyes filled with fear and disgust. Tuc Am screamed frantically, his voice hoarse: "Father! Didn't you... didn't you personally tell me that the magic weapon was prepared, as long as I get it, victory is mine?!" "He also said that he would arrange true fire samadhi in the secret realm. As long as he burned Van So to death, his bones would turn into nothingness!" “So why?! Why is this bastard able to bathe in fire and regenerate?! “Are you… intentionally favoring him?!” “SHUT UP!!!” His father's angry roar resounded, and his spiritual energy pressed down to the point that the ground cracked. But it was all too late. The words that should not be heard, the things that should not be known, were heard clearly by all the elders and clan members. Chatter erupted from all directions. Father's face Gray as ashes, he staggered back towards the throne, suddenly collapsing to the ground. Holding his head with both hands, his voice trembled as if he had lost his soul: "It's broken... Everything... is broken..." In the midst of that, Black Ho limped forward. He knelt down strongly in front of me, his eyes were red, tears overflowing like streams. "Van So... I was wrong! I was fascinated by Tuc Am, thinking that by helping her I could climb to the pinnacle of power." "It was I who was blind that hurt you... please... please forgive me!" "I vow to be with Bach Ho, forever... serving by your side!" I looked at him once, just once. His eyes were as calm as looking at a weed being broken by the wind, without any pity. I turned around and walked to Bach Ho's side, raised my arms to hug him, and smiled softly: "I... am back." Bach Ho hugged me tightly, his whole body trembling slightly, his eyes were red, but the corners of his lips curled up. That night, the Phoenix Clan held a meeting that lasted three hours. Finally, the resolution passed: • Father and Tuc Am were expelled from the Phuong clan and sent to Van Yeu Coc to undergo hard labor and forced labor for a hundred years to atone for their sins. • Black Lake is no exception. No longer able to speak spiritual magic and lose the protection of the Phoenix Clan, the Nine-Tailed Fox's pure bloodline immediately turned him into a hunting target. Before he could reach Van Yeu Coc, he was snatched away by a giant Golden Condor and torn apart in the clouds. It is said that, before he died, he shouted hoarsely: "Van So... save me...!" But I... don't turn back. Tuc Am resents him to the bone. She put all the responsibility on her father. The two of them tormented each other every day in Van Yeu Coc, their resentment soared, and in the end they drew their swords and died miserably together. As for me— From now on, the name Kim Phuong is reborn is deeply engraved in the destiny of heaven, and I will be crowned leader of the next generation of Phuong clan. Bach Ho stood next to me, quietly holding my hand, a gentle sky in his eyes. “Van So… we… finally won.” I tilted my head to look at him, my lips curved into a small smile. “We haven't even begun yet… real victory… begins here.” From the day I ascended the throne to become the leader of the Phuong clan, with the help of Bach Ho, I began to rectify the overall situation, taking wings to lead the clan through dangerous times. In consecutive battles with demons, I personally went into battle, with Bach Ho standing side by side. We joined forces to break the Demon Army's Three Realms formation, repelling an army of tens of thousands of demon soldiers, making them not dare to even take a step closer to the Phuong clan. Thanks to that, the Phuong clan gradually restored its glorious prosperity, the scene of splendor and prosperity, the fire of heaven illuminating the whole world. Time gradually passes... After many years of life, death and turmoil, Bach Ho and I finally have a peaceful home. Together we welcomed three children, each of whom inherited the supreme bloodline of their parents: • The eldest son had a handsome appearance, inherited the pure Kim Phuong bloodline, was more talented than others, and was revered by the clan as Little King. • The concubine has two bronze water pipes, innate magical powers of speech and spirit magic, and has been the pride of the entire Nine-Tailed Fox clan since childhood. • The little boy is extremely mischievous, but his spiritual roots are both wind and fire. Once he grows up, he will definitely become the number one god of war in the clan. They We live happy years, no more resentment, no more tears of blood. Several hundred years later. That day, I stood on the top of Thien Hoa Son, wearing a glorious golden feather, the bright light made the sun and moon even dim. The final breakthrough, the golden pill transformed into a god, and the entire seal cultivation base suddenly collapsed. Bach Ho stood next to me, holding my hand tightly, his eyes as bright as the stars in the sky, looking up with me at the cloudy Divine Road opening up in the air. Two streams of divine light flew up in parallel, breaking through the thick clouds, pointing directly at Cuu Trong Thien. From now on, Bach Ho and I will become gods in the nine heavens, viewing the three worlds from afar, our legends will forever be engraved in the bloodline of the Phoenix clan. Thousands of years later, my people still mention my name: "In that life, there was Van So, Kim Phuong reincarnated, and Bach Ho joined forces to determine the destiny of heaven, repel the demons, and bring the Phuong clan into prosperity for thousands of years." That is a story that is still passed down through the gods thousands of years later.