The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 613
Chapter 613: Shan Shan, the Great Evil Spirit
Inside the ruined temple, the bonfire had long since burned out.
Dawn had yet to break, and moonlight filtered through the broken doors and windows, casting a faint glow inside.
The people sleeping within were deeply immersed in slumber. Shan Shan gazed at Lu Chao Chao, his expression flickering with hesitation.
His small hand reached out, trembling slightly, and waved in front of Lu Chao Chao’s face.
Seeing that she did not stir, he cautiously leaned in closer.
He extended a finger and lightly tapped her forehead. Lu Chao Chao mumbled incoherently, irritably scratching her head, muttering something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like a curse.
Startled, Shan Shan immediately withdrew, scurrying out of the ruined temple in an instant.
His face paled with terror, and his knees buckled as he tumbled onto the ground outside.
Without hesitation, he knelt at the threshold and began to kowtow earnestly.
After a few repetitions, he paused, listening for any sounds from inside. Hearing nothing, he cautiously lifted his head. His wide eyes shimmered with an unreadable light.
With a loud plop, he sat down on the ground, his chest rising and falling as he patted his heart to calm himself.
His mind waged an internal battle—a conflict of desires and doubts.
Then, a familiar, sinister voice slithered into his ears.
“My master, you were born without shackles, meant to be free. If anyone dares to restrain you, they must be torn apart, reduced to dust.”
“The so-called righteous gods of the Celestial Realm claim nobility, yet they are selfish and hypocritical.”
“They rule the Three Realms—why should you not?”
“My master, you are destined for greatness. How could mere mortals claim to be your parents? You should live as you please… Why should we cower in darkness? Why must we hide underground? The Celestial Realm created us, nourished us—it is their crime, not ours!”
“My master, grow strong through slaughter. Sever all ties of kinship, return to our world…”
“My master, cast away your bonds, embrace your true destiny.”
“Unleash your discontent, release the bloodlust in your heart.”
Shan Shan dug a finger into his ear, scoffing. Sever kinship? Slay his own parents?
After a moment of contemplation, he rose and walked back into the ruined temple.
Once again, he stood before Lu Chao Chao.
His eyes flickered with a crimson glow, his gaze unfocused, his mind teetering on the edge of reason.
He bared his teeth, and for a brief moment, he could almost smell the stench of blood, thick as chicken manure, lingering in his nostrils.
His lips snapped shut, pressing into a thin line.
[I want you to suffer.]
[Lu Chao Chao, I want you to suffer!]
His few remaining baby teeth ground together audibly. She dared to spank him. She dared to make him bite a chicken’s neck! The crimson in his eyes deepened, swirling like a brewing storm.
Suddenly, his lips curled into a smile—sinister, chilling, brimming with malice.
[If I want something, I can take it. If I want to do something, I will do it. Hahaha…]
He would make Lu Chao Chao writhe in agony, make her regret every moment of her life! The darkness in his heart thickened into something almost tangible.
Meanwhile, in the Celestial Realm…
Han Chuan stood atop the Heavenly River, gazing through the ethereal mists, attempting to peer into the mortal world.
Yet, the rules of the Heavenly Dao blocked his vision.
Even as a deity, he could not observe the mortal realm at will without being summoned. If gods could descend freely for incense offerings, the realms would have long descended into chaos.
Still, he could feel the surge of corruption flooding through the heavens and earth.
The being known as Seven Sins was born of such corruption—it could perceive his thoughts.
“Seven Sins, you shall be my sword. From this moment on, you are my blade of destruction.” Han Chuan opened his palm, gazing at it with a slight smirk.
As a god revered by the Three Realms, he was expected to love all beings, to remain untainted by worldly filth.
His hands should remain clean.
He would let Seven Sins descend upon the mortal world and plunge it into darkness. Then, he would lead the Celestial Realm to vanquish the evil and claim boundless merit.
Ten years. If the Emperor of the Gods did not return within ten years, he would take the throne.
Unfortunately, Lu Chao Chao’s divine merit was immense—heaven itself protected her. No one could track her movements.
But Seven Sins…
Once Seven Sins grew in power, it was inevitable that it would cross paths with Lu Chao Chao.
“A five-and-a-half-year-old girl… There are so many of them…” he murmured. He knew many in the Celestial Realm hesitated to oppose Lu Chao Chao directly due to her past sacrifice in saving the world.
Some even secretly conspired with her.
But it mattered not. The Celestial Realm would soon belong to him.
Ten years, at most ten years!
Han Chuan’s ambition burned within him. A flicker of darkness coiled from his being, but he swiftly crushed it beneath his will.
Taking a deep breath, he turned and swept his sleeve behind him.
“Yan Qing Celestial Sovereign, any news of the Glazed Purification Grass?” Han Chuan stood atop the divine hall, exuding an aura of pristine divinity, as though untouched by mortal desires.
Dressed in white robes, Yan Qing Celestial Sovereign furrowed his brows.
“I have searched Without Folly Mountain and the estates of Sword Sovereign Sunshine and her disciples. There is no trace of the Glazed Purification Grass.”
“When she destroyed all the grass years ago, it was likely part of her long-term scheme against the Celestial Realm.”
Yan Qing hesitated before adding, “I fear the grass no longer exists in this world.”
He recalled spending a millennium cultivating medicinal plants, only to yield nothing but pig fodder. The memory sent his divine power into a near frenzy, nearly driving him to madness.
Han Chuan’s expression darkened.
“Are we to force every deity to descend and sever their emotions?”
“The tribulation of severing emotions is nearly fatal. Even the Emperor of the Gods spent a millennium undergoing it without certainty of success. They are meritorious beings of the Celestial Realm. How could I bear to force such a fate upon them?” The heavier the desire, the harsher the tribulation. Every deity knew this truth.
“Sword Sovereign Sunshine has always acted for the good of the Three Realms. I appreciate her efforts, but she must also consider the well-being of her fellow gods…”
“Forget it. We will find another way.”
“If you have the time, visit the Buddha Realm. Consult the Bodhisattvas for a solution.”
“They say the Buddha’s Child is born with a pure heart. If he has yet to descend to the mortal realm, he may hold the answer. It is a pity he remains missing.” Han Chuan sighed, wearing the facade of a benevolent leader.
Yan Qing nodded.
“Your injuries?”
Han Chuan’s eyes narrowed slightly before he quickly masked his emotions. He chuckled softly. “Though Sword Sovereign Sunshine has yet to reach her full potential, the power of divine merit shields her. Even now, she remains as fierce as ever. To lose an arm to her blade is an honor.”
“Alas, she refuses to embrace evil, choosing instead to mingle with fallen gods. A disgraceful wretch.” He lowered his gaze, concealing his malice beneath a calm veneer.
Lu Chao Chao’s sword aura could even wound a god.
The arm she severed would never grow back.
Now alone, Han Chuan’s face twisted into a scowl. His empty sleeve weighed upon him like a curse.
He would be branded in shame for all eternity!
As for Shan Shan…
He, too, had fallen into whispers of corruption.
A wicked grin spread across Shan Shan’s face as his small hands reached toward Lu Chao Chao…
Toward her schoolbag.
His eerie laughter filled the ruined temple.
He knew all too well—before leaving Northern Zhao, the Imperial Tutors of both the Southern and Northern Kingdoms had burdened her with an enormous pile of homework.
Every night, she burned the midnight oil to complete it.
That was her most precious possession!
Destroying her most important treasure would surely make her suffer, make her life a living hell!
“Hahaha, I’m a little genius!”
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