The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 542
Chapter 542: The Brother’s Threat
“Furthermore, since this child has already been reincarnated, even if he were to perish in the womb, his soul would merely return to the cycle of rebirth. Now that we have the means to suppress him, it is the best opportunity to act.”
The abbot spoke with tact.
This child was most likely the reincarnation of a great fiend.
Even if Shi Yun were to miscarry, the child’s soul would simply re-enter the cycle and be reborn once more.
Without suppression, he would one day become a catastrophe upon the world.
The fact that he was now in Madam Xu’s womb was a stroke of fortune for all beings.
“Where can we find a path to survival?” Rong Che, a man of unwavering strength, had reddened eyes.
“The divination was sought by both mother and daughter together; therefore, the path to survival lies with the daughter.”
“This child…”
“He is born with a violent nature that no ordinary person can restrain. It is best to entrust his upbringing to his elder sister.”
“Amitabha, madam, your heart is pure and kind; you need not worry. There is always a way forward, and your future holds great fortune.”
The abbot carefully examined her face and palm before realizing—
Shi Yun’s fate was unparalleled.
Not only in the mortal world, but across the Three Realms, her destiny was extraordinary.
Rong Che eagerly asked, “What about me? What about me?”
The abbot chuckled. “A husband shares in his wife’s fortune.”
Rong Che nodded in satisfaction. “Good, good, I have no objections to living off my wife.”
With gratitude in their hearts, the group thanked the abbot before making their way down the mountain, feeling a measure of peace.
Once they had departed, a young novice monk asked in confusion, “Abbot, that unborn child is a demonic fiend. Can that little girl really suppress him?”
The abbot merely smiled.
When he had deciphered the divination, he had glimpsed a sliver of fate.
It had cost him ten years of his lifespan.
Just a mere sliver.
That girl—she would not only suppress a world-ending fiend but, at her peak, could overturn the heavens.
…
Lu Chao Chao supported her mother as they descended, gazing gently at Shi Yun’s belly. “Mother, don’t worry. When my little brother is born, I will guide him with love.”
Rong Che laughed. “True love is always the ultimate weapon. Shi Yun, don’t overthink it. If the sky collapses, we’ll hold it up together.”
Lu Chao Chao’s smile deepened.
[No, the Sunshine Sword is the ultimate weapon.]
“Don’t worry, I am best at reasoning with people,” Xie Yu Zhou said smoothly, helping Shi Yun into the carriage and reassuring her.
Back then, did the traffickers of Fufeng Mountain yield to her?
Did Emperor Xuan Ping of Northern Zhao yield?
Did the Southern Kingdom yield?
Xie Yu Zhou had no doubts.
…
“Mother, this is A-Man, my new friend. She will be staying with us for a while.”
A-Man, a diligent and well-mannered child, immediately greeted Shi Yun with a sweet bow.
Shi Yun took her hands, delighted. “Good, good, Chao Chao has a friend now.”
And she had even brought her home—how wonderful.
After hearing A-Man’s story, Shi Yun was moved to tears.
“If you don’t mind, stay with us. Whatever Chao Chao has, you shall have as well.” Shi Yun, naturally kind-hearted, had sensed from Chao Chao’s inner thoughts that A-Man was likely tied to Chao Chao’s past life, making her even more willing to care for her.
“Why have you all lost so much weight? Even the dog looks thinner…” Shi Yun had always fussed over Chao Chao’s chubby cheeks, urging her to eat less.
But now that her daughter was truly thinner, her heart ached, worried that Chao Chao had suffered outside.
“Once we’re home, Mother will cook for you. You must miss our home cuisine after being away from Northern Zhao for so long.”
Rong Che beamed. Ever since Chao Chao had returned, Shi Yun’s smile had become more frequent.
“Mother, you’ll have to make a lot! I’m so hungry, I could eat a whole cow!” Lu Chao Chao nestled against Shi Yun, grinning brightly.
The carriage creaked as it trundled toward the village.
As they neared, the air was rich with a medley of aromas—sweet pastries, rich oils, and the pungent scent of spices. Lu Chao Chao’s mouth watered instantly.
“Looks like we won’t be eating Mother’s cooking tonight,” she joked.
As expected, the carriage was stopped.
“Little Master, the village chief has arranged a grand feast for the whole village at the ancestral hall tonight.”
“You must attend!”
“Every household has contributed their best dishes—you must honor us! The village chief has set twelve tables, the whole village will celebrate together!” The villagers’ eyes shone brightly. To them, Lu Chao Chao was their faith.
They had waited a thousand years for her return.
Lu Chao Chao could not refuse.
“Alright. Thank you, uncles! I will definitely be there.” She reached into her space and retrieved twelve glistening Immortal Peaches.
“One for each table. Cut them into small pieces so everyone gets a taste.”
“For infants, scrape the fruit into puree with a spoon.”
The villagers immediately knelt in gratitude, carefully accepting the offering. “Thank you, Little Master, for your blessing. We will ensure that every villager receives some.”
The peaches did not look ordinary. They resembled the Immortal Peaches from legends.
A fragrant aroma wafted from the fruit, filling the air with a refreshing energy that dispelled fatigue.
Even the village dogs and cats, previously wandering about, were drawn to the scent, wagging their tails eagerly.
The villagers trembled. Could these really be Immortal Peaches?
The village chief, experienced and wise, hurried to present the peaches for confirmation.
…
Inside the carriage, Shi Yun lay down as Lu Chao Chao gently massaged her belly. “Mother, does it still hurt?” The little cotton-padded jacket’s voice was soft and tender, melting Shi Yun’s heart.
“No, today has been exceptionally peaceful. The abbot was right—he truly is close to his sister.”
Previously, the pain in her belly had felt as though unseen hands were tearing at it. But upon hearing Chao Chao’s voice, the agony ceased, and the unborn child became obedient.
“Mother, don’t worry. My brother and I share a deep bond, and I will take good care of him.” Lu Chao Chao’s smile was anything but kind.
“I believe you. You’ve always been so caring.” Shi Yun’s affection for her daughter was boundless.
Xie Yu Zhou no longer knew whom to pity.
Should he pity the world-destroying fiend?
Or the fiend who had fallen into Lu Chao Chao’s hands?
…
The carriage halted before their courtyard.
Rong Che whispered, “Shi Yun, stay inside while I open the door.”
Shi Yun nodded, unwilling to look outside.
“I’ll go with Father Rong!”
Shi Yun wanted to stop her, but Chao Chao slipped out like a loach.
Even before she lifted the curtain, the faint scent of blood filled the air, making her freeze in fear.
Lu Chao Chao stood at the entrance, inhaling deeply to suppress her rage.
[Well, well, well, my dear little brother.]
[Not even born, and you’re already trying to intimidate your sister?]
The heavy wooden doors were smeared with terrifying bloodstains.
Countless animals lay dead at the entrance, their corpses twisted in gruesome displays—half warning, half offering.
“Father Rong, does this happen often?”
Jin Tang, clutching his small sword, lifted one of the beasts. “Every day.”
Rong Che fetched two basins of water, cleaning the blood from the ground and doors.
“Don’t throw them away! These are fine gifts!”
“We can make wild chicken soup, cure the ducks and rabbits, and dry them for later.”
After all, these were gifts from her dear brother.
She would savor them slowly.
Vengeance? Oh, they would settle that in time.
[I look forward to your arrival, my dear brother.]
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