The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 421
Chapter 421: Mother and Daughter as Enemies
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Beneath the Ascension Platform, the common folk stood in a daze.
Their faces still bore traces of fervent devotion, yet seeing their faith suspended in midair, condemned by the gods themselves, left them lost and bewildered.
An Evil God?
Stealing a divine treasure?
Just hearing such accusations was enough to send chills down their spines.
Nan Feng Yu, once filled with pride, now rushed forward in a frenzy, her voice shrill and desperate as she pleaded, “I beg the gods to investigate thoroughly! My daughter has always been obedient and well-behaved! She would never commit such a blasphemous act!”
“She only ascended today—this is a grave injustice!”
“The gods are benevolent; surely they would not allow the innocent to suffer!” Nan Feng Yu collapsed onto her knees, her previous arrogance now replaced by utter humiliation.
“The gods possess supreme power! How could my daughter deceive them? It is impossible!”
Han Chuan, his gaze slightly lowered, his voice cold: “Are you implying that the theft in the Divine Realm was due to the incompetence of the gods?”
Nan Feng Yu’s face turned ashen, crushed beneath the overwhelming pressure of Immortal Sovereign Han Chuan’s aura.
With a sharp cry, she coughed up blood.
Nan Feng Yu had always held herself above others, but now, she seemed to be strangled by an invisible force.
“You dare teach me how to act?” Han Chuan sneered. Did this woman think she was superior to the gods? No wonder she dared to ascend so brazenly!
She had never placed the Divine Realm in her eyes!
“I would never mistake her for another! Even if she were reduced to ashes, I would still recognize her!” The Sword Sovereign Sunshine!!
“An Evil God is the most sinister and malevolent being of the Three Realms. Wherever it appears, calamity follows.”
“She must not be allowed to escape.”
“The punishment shall be ninety-nine thunderbolts, followed by Heavenly Fire until nothing remains!” Han Chuan’s decree sent a wave of terror through the old emperor, his body turning ice cold, his throat blocked with unspeakable fear.
An Evil God?
Was she not the reincarnation of the Goddess?
Han Chuan’s gaze fell upon the old emperor. The ruler trembled violently, falling to his knees, with his civil and military officials kneeling behind him.
“This is Immortal Sovereign Han Chuan, the ruler of the Divine Realm. He would never mistake an Evil God,” a minor god beside him explained.
“You were deceived by evil influences, and that is understandable. The Immortal Sovereign will not hold you accountable.”
Only Nan Feng Yu remained in sheer panic, weeping hysterically. “My Yi’er is not an Evil God! She is not!”
Han Chuan did not spare her another glance. “Commence the execution!”
“Let all witness, and let this serve as a warning to the Three Realms!”
At his command, a deafening thunderbolt split the dark sky, striking Nan Zhi Yi directly.
“AHH!!” The pain was unbearable. Her eyes bulged, her fists clenched, veins protruding.
The agony tore not only through her body but through every inch of her soul.
“Mother! Mother, save me!”
“It hurts! Yi’er hurts so much!” Bound in midair by an invisible force, Nan Zhi Yi’s screams echoed, eerie and bone-chilling.
Yet the true terror lay in the flames.
The Heavenly Fire consumed her, and in an instant…
She became a figure of flames.
“AHH!!” The spectators shielded their eyes, screaming.
The younger children burst into tears on the spot, chaos erupting below the platform.
Even the court officials shrank in fear, watching as the thunderbolts, one after another, rained down upon Nan Zhi Yi, their fiery tails stretching through the heavens.
“I… I am not… AHH!”
“I… I am not… I am not a goddess…” Nan Zhi Yi’s lips trembled, her voice broken between gasps.
She regretted it. She regretted everything. She should never have pretended to be the Goddess!
Why did she do it?
She only wanted to take her glory—not bear her sins! If she had known the Goddess had trespassed the Divine Realm, stolen treasures, and offended the gods, she would never have dared to ascend!
Nan Feng Yu, tears streaming, nodded fervently.
“Yes, yes, we are not goddesses! We are frauds! We are impostors!”
“Please, Immortal Sovereign, investigate! Yi’er is not the Goddess! The believers were deceived! It was all their fault!” Nan Feng Yu knelt, her forehead striking the ground repeatedly.
Han Chuan sneered coldly.
“She foresaw the calamities of the Southern Kingdom since childhood, guiding them to safety. And you claim she is false?”
Nan Feng Yu flinched, hesitation flashing across her face.
But the moment she wavered, another bolt of lightning descended.
A scream of despair tore through the sky.
“Yi’er was reborn! She said she had lived another life! She returned from death!” Nan Feng Yu, drenched in sweat, revealed the shocking secret.
Yet Han Chuan merely gazed at her indifferently.
“Rebirth? The balance of the Heavenly Dao forbids it. Who can defy life and death?”
“All beings are equal before fate. Do you know the punishment for deceiving the gods?”
Nan Feng Yu cried desperately, “It is true! Yi’er was reborn! She was never the Goddess!”
“Is that so? Then explain why she saved so many believers,” the minor god beside Han Chuan scoffed, unconvinced.
Nan Feng Yu trembled. She could not speak.
If she spoke, there would be no way out.
“Mother… Mother…”
“Mother! Say something! AHH!!” Within the flames, Nan Zhi Yi’s eyes turned bloodshot, glaring hatefully at her mother.
Nan Feng Yu averted her gaze in panic.
She had poisoned and harmed the people, only to masquerade as the Goddess, curing them herself. If this truth surfaced, no one could protect her!
The wrathful commoners would tear her apart.
Nan Feng Yu lowered her head, fists clenched, unable to confess.
“Fa… False… AHH!!”
“All… all of it… is… false…”
“Divine… Bone… Divine… Bone…” Her words broke into agonized shrieks, each syllable steeped in misery.
Tears of blood trailed from her eyes, staining her face red.
With eyes full of hatred and despair, she stared at her mother, her life burning away in the Heavenly Fire.
Nan Mu Bai was losing his mind, crawling toward Nan Feng Yu. “Mother, what is Yi’er trying to say? Why does she say you can save her? Mother!!” His bloodshot eyes bore deep confusion—what secrets lay between his mother and sister?
Nan Feng Yu bit her lip, her tears ceaseless.
She knew how many lives she had taken.
To fabricate a deity, the deaths in her hands far exceeded those of the Su family.
And they were far crueler.
She could not speak!
Nan Zhi Yi’s body was charred black, yet due to the fusion with the Divine Bone, her soul remained unextinguished, forced to endure eternal agony.
She regretted it. She regretted it all…
The Divine Bone brought only endless suffering.
“Divine… Bone…” Her flesh burned into charcoal, her figure no more than a scorched husk in the air.
Only her bloodshot eyes remained distinguishable.
And the deeper the burn, the greater the torment upon her soul.
“Divine Bone? Rest assured, beneath Heavenly Fire, even the Divine Bone shall be reduced to nothing!” Han Chuan murmured as he appeared beside her.
“Sword Sovereign Sunshine, this time, you will have no chance of resurrection.”
Turning away from the crowd, his eyes flickered with unmasked killing intent.
Hearing the title “Sword Sovereign Sunshine,” Nan Zhi Yi stiffened in realization.
Sunshine…
Could it be that Sunshine?