The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 625
Chapter 625: Disciples in Disarray
Within the posthouse.
Lu Chao Chao sat on the edge of the bed, her brows furrowed as she gazed at Zong Bai and Xian Ting, both lying unconscious.
Though Xing Hui and Sheng He were weak, they occasionally regained some clarity.
“Back then, when I was reborn into this world, Zong Bai shielded me, disguising my presence from the Celestial Realm. When calamity struck, he bore the brunt of the suffering.”
“The mischievous disciple of those days has now grown into an indomitable man.”
Lu Chao Chao gently touched his cheek, as if recalling the moment they first met.
“I have never wronged anyone under the heavens, yet as a Master, I have failed you all…” Large teardrops fell from her eyes.
She could feel it clearly—Zong Bai and Xian Ting were at death’s door. Today, the divine energy she transferred into them dispersed the moment it entered. Their bodies could no longer retain power.
Lu Chao Chao lay by the bed, sobbing quietly. Behind her, Xie Yu Zhou, Zhu Mo, and Windchaser stood in solemn silence. A-Man occasionally pressed her hand against her chest, feeling uneasy and distressed.
“The Celestial Realm once tried to recruit me, wanting me to take a position among the gods. Lucky that I refused…”
“A shattered godhood, a fractured divine soul—one wouldn’t even remain as a mere mortal.”
Windchaser shuddered at the thought. The fall of a deity meant utter erasure—every trace of their existence wiped from the Three Realms.
“If the Celestial Realm was as just and righteous as before, it would be a cause worth serving. But now, it is ruled by a mere mayfly, fleeting as the dawn and dusk, yet consumed by greed and narrow ambition. I would never bow to such a master.”
“If only the Monarch Emperor were here, he could revoke the God-Slaying Decree and restore the godhoods, saving their lives.” Windchaser murmured.
Lu Chao Chao’s head snapped up, her small fists clenching tightly.
Zhu Mo quickly interjected, “Don’t even think about seeking the Star Monarch Si Ming. Even he cannot locate the Monarch Emperor. The Monarch’s tribulation is a grand matter of the Three Realms—none can track him.”
Lu Chao Chao pressed her lips together, silent.
“Leave,” she said in a low voice, head bowed.
The others exchanged looks. Remembering the mysterious youth, Xie Yu Zhou sighed and pushed them toward the door. “Go, go. Let Chao Chao have a moment alone.”
He cast a worried glance at her before shutting the door and standing guard outside.
When all had left, Lu Chao Chao lifted her head and softly called, “Come out…” Her voice was muffled with sobs, her eyes red and pitiful.
Silence. The room was empty, offering no response.
She did not call again. Instead, she simply wept, her twin hair buns drooping lifelessly.
“You know where the Monarch Emperor is, don’t you?”
“Tell me! Where is he? When will this damn tribulation finally end?”
“Come out, you wretched thing! Come out!”
“Are you, too, abandoning me—just like the Celestial Realm?!”
She stood in the center of the room, her tear-streaked face filled with sorrow.
A soft sigh echoed in her ears.
A slender, pale hand reached out, holding a silk handkerchief to wipe her tears.
“I was just a little late, and you’re already ready to cut ties with me?”
“You’re really impossible.”
There was a helplessness in his sigh.
Lu Chao Chao clutched at his robes. “Where is the Monarch Emperor? Tell me! If he reclaims his godhood, he can save Zong Bai and Xian Ting.”
“If disrupting his tribulation is a sin, I will bear it alone.”
Her hands trembled as they gripped the fabric.
The youth’s eyes darkened. He wiped away her tears with an unprecedented gentleness.
“Chao Chao, it’s not time yet.”
“The Monarch Emperor descended for two reasons: to undergo his tribulation, and to set an example for all of the Celestial Realm. His trials are unimaginably arduous. If he returns, whole and unshaken, it will be a beacon of reassurance to the gods tempted by desire.”
“To wake him forcibly would go against your very heart.”
The Monarch Emperor was ever just, never swayed by favoritism.
[Foolish girl, to give you a path forward, I have already placed him by your side.]
Tears streamed down Lu Chao Chao’s face. “What about Zong Bai? What about Xian Ting? What about Sheng He, Xing Hui, Xuan Yu, Gan Tang, and Chong Yue?”
“Without their godhoods, they will die.”
“If my revival means their deaths, then I would rather have never been reborn!”
Pain flashed across the youth’s eyes.
“If you had not been reborn, who would protect the mortals? Chao Chao, everything follows the will of fate. Every cause has its consequence.”
“Heaven has never been fair. I do not believe in fate.” Her voice was but a whisper.
The youth grasped her shoulders, gazing deeply into her eyes. “Chao Chao… follow your heart. Let it guide you.”
“You know what you must do.”
“I believe in you.”
His voice grew fainter, until he disappeared into the air like wind slipping through her fingers.
“At least tell me what to do!” Lu Chao Chao cried, lost and confused.
Turning around, she suddenly saw Zong Bai’s fingers disintegrating.
Her heart clenched. “Zong Bai!!”
At her cry, Xie Yu Zhou burst through the door, A-Man close behind. One glance and A-Man’s face turned pale. “He’s vanishing! He’s disappearing!”
“Xian Ting can’t hold on either…”
Before their eyes, the two were breaking apart, piece by piece, like scattered stardust.
Lu Chao Chao’s breath came in ragged gasps, her nails digging into her flesh.
Her eyes were bloodshot, her lips bitten until they bled.
“I won’t let you go! You are not allowed to leave! Zong Bai… Xian Ting…”
She frantically poured her spiritual energy into them, her tears falling like broken pearls.
Shan Shan clumsily steadied himself against the wall—he could walk now!
He crouched at the door, his round eyes watching the scene inside. Watching them weep, his face remained unreadable.
The two continued to fade. Lu Chao Chao threw herself forward, trying to gather the scattered starlight into her embrace. “Your lives belong to me! Without my permission, no one leaves!”
“If Heaven is unjust, I refuse to accept it!”
“I defy fate! I defy the heavens! Why should the fate of the Three Realms be dictated by a selfish and corrupt ruler?!”
Lu Chao Chao rose to her feet. The once indifferent gaze she bore now blazed with murderous intent. She lifted her hand, pointing skyward.
The clear blue sky suddenly darkened, as white thunder cracked through daylight.
A roar of celestial thunder echoed across the heavens, as Lu Chao Chao’s killing intent surged. “If this Heaven is unjust, then I shall tear it down!”
“If the gods have lost their way, then this world has no need for them!”
In her moment of fury, her mind flickered—
A fleeting image of a graceful young girl, lying by a lotus pond. Pale fingers brushed the water’s surface, her long black hair trailing in the ripples, making the fish leap in delight.
She wore flowing white robes, untouched by dust, like an otherworldly fairy beyond mortal reach.
When she lifted her head—
Lu Chao Chao saw herself.
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