The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 458
Chapter 458: She Must Cleanse the Sect
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The True Monarch turned and left.
“True Monarch, True Monarch!!” Chen Lin panicked upon seeing him leave.
“The Elf King hasn’t been captured yet!!” The True Monarch quickened his pace.
His retreating figure even seemed a bit…
Embarrassed.
The cultivators Chen Lin had brought were no match for the Silver Generals. In mere moments, they hesitated and fell back, their eyes gradually filling with fear.
Chen Lin watched helplessly as immense fortune slipped past him.
His bloodshot eyes brimmed with killing intent.
Elven Island—this was forced upon him!
“You may evade for now, but you won’t escape forever! The Elf Clan will be mine!” Chen Lin flicked his sleeve in fury and departed.
Elven Island narrowly escaped disaster.
Madam Ning was covered in blood, her body limp and trembling down to her fingertips.
“Chao Chao, Chao Chao…” she murmured.
The clay figurines—Chao Chao’s clay figurines could bestow spirits!
Clay figurines were lifeless objects, yet she could infuse them with souls!
Madam Ning’s eyes held undisguised terror. As the Elf King, she carried the inherited memories of her predecessors. More than anyone, she understood—even gods could not breathe life into the dead!
But Chao Chao could, with ease.
Bi Yue, though missing an arm, was already healing quickly thanks to the Elven Clan’s resilience.
Her eyes shone brightly: “King, King! Is this a magical treasure from Chao Chao?”
A magical treasure…
Madam Ning smiled and nodded. “Yes, a magical treasure.” She could not reveal the truth of spirit bestowal.
The elves helped each other up and began clearing the battlefield. One elf cautiously brought forth spirit stones: “Spirit General, thank you for protecting our clan. These are Elven-made provisions. Please do not disdain them.”
The Spirit General glanced at them and simply said, “No need.”
The eighteen Silver Generals took their positions, fortifying Elven Island into an impenetrable fortress.
Bi Yue waved her hand: “They are magical treasures, not humans. They don’t eat!” She was certain of this, never considering the possibility of spirit-infused clay figurines.
Perception dictates understanding.
“King, who is this Chao Chao you spoke of? Is she our benefactor?” The elves gathered around Madam Ning.
Her gaze softened. “She is my granddaughter in the mortal world, four years old. A delicate, soft little girl. If she ever has the chance to visit the Spirit Realm, I will bring her to see our clan. She possesses certain fated opportunities. These magical treasures were her gifts.”
The elves looked astonished.
“King, she is both our benefactor and of Elven blood. She must be brought home. This is her home too.”
The elves surrounded Bi Yue, eager for tales of Lu Chao Chao.
Bi Yue, knowing little, could only describe what she had observed: “Chao Chao is exceedingly adorable. She always ties her hair into two little buns. Mm, when she smiles, her brows curve delightfully, and she speaks softly and sweetly.”
“Wow…” The elves’ eyes filled with anticipation.
Little did they know, Lu Chao Chao was vastly different from the image in their hearts.
Night fell.
Lu Chao Chao lay on her bed, her small belly rising and falling evenly.
Suddenly, her eyes flew open, and she sat up straight.
“The Elven Clan’s clay figures have turned human? Did Grandmother encounter danger?” she murmured.
The barrier still needed three more months to fully open, but the Elven Clan likely had suffered a catastrophe.
Lu Chao Chao lifted her gaze toward the Spirit Realm. Everything seemed to be pointing there.
She turned and saw Windchaser leisurely gnawing on a bone at the door.
“Windchaser, what are you doing? Come warm my feet!”
Windchaser yelped and immediately trotted over, climbing onto the dragon bed and obediently curling around her feet.
His fur was thick and warm.
“Windchaser, you’re too idle! Look at you, then look at me…”
“You need to be diligent, understand? Look at me—I study strategies in the morning, read books in the afternoon, and review memorials at night. Such a fulfilling life! You can’t remain illiterate, Windchaser!”
Lu Chao Chao could not tolerate his carefree existence.
She was envious.
She summoned a little eunuch into the hall. “Starting tomorrow, teach Windchaser how to read. However long I study, he studies just as long.”
If the master must suffer, why should the pet live in comfort?
Hmph!
The next morning, Windchaser began literacy lessons. The eunuch read a word, and Windchaser lifted a paw to point.
By dawn, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect’s Immortal Masters had already gathered before the palace.
“Empress Sunshine, have you made your decision?”
“The Heart of North Zhao is impossible. Have your ancestor return it. Back then, the Southern Kingdom gave everything to support him. Now, if not gratitude, at least he should return what he took!” Lu Chao Chao said calmly.
The young disciple sneered. “Have our Master return it? What a joke! Do you know our Master’s current standing in the Spirit Realm? The Southern Kingdom dares presume itself worthy?”
“If you seek justice, come claim it in the Spirit Realm yourself! The fact that our Master used your treasures is your fortune!” The Immortal Master flicked his sleeve, turned, and left, clearly angered.
A mere mortal kingdom dared summon their Master—truly laughable!
Before he departed, Lu Chao Chao’s voice rang out: “I will come to claim justice. You’d best not be afraid.”
Their Master had already shown favor by sending someone! Once the barrier fully opened, they would see how long the Southern Kingdom could remain arrogant!
Sang Lao Da Ren raged: “I see it clearly now—these ungrateful wretches are not here to help but to plunder! Back then, he ascended to immortality using our treasures, and now he repays us with betrayal!”
Their only goal was the Heart of North Zhao!
The court erupted into anger.
Lu Chao Chao rested her chin on her small hand, lost in thought. Perhaps it was time to cleanse the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
“I must go to the Spirit Realm!”
The court fell into stunned silence.
Meanwhile, in the Spirit Realm…
“Master.” The young Immortal Master respectfully addressed the man before him.
The man, with an immortal air, exuded a transcendent presence.
“Yun Lan, give me the Heart of North Zhao. You have worked hard for it.”
“As for the barrier, it is a serious matter beyond our control!”
“It is not deception. Treasuring something undeserved only invites disaster. Leaving the Heart of North Zhao in the mortal world would only lead to chaos. My actions were out of benevolence.” The man sighed, his brows filled with reluctant pity for the mortal realm.
Yun Lan hesitated. “M-Master…”
Dao Monarch Xuan Cang frowned at his disciple, only to see him kneel with a heavy thud.
“Master, I failed to obtain the Heart of North Zhao.”
“The Southern Kingdom’s Empress refused.”
He had considered taking it by force, but recalling his Master’s concern for reputation, he had held back.
“Refused? She dares refuse me?” Xuan Cang looked genuinely surprised. No one had refused him in years.
“Utterly ignorant!”
Seeing his Master’s fury, Yun Lan quickly added, “Not only that, she demanded you return what you took, or she will come to the Spirit Realm to seek justice!”
Return it? Ridiculous! He had refined the treasure into his own power—how could he return it?
Xuan Cang’s eyes darkened with anger. “Come to the Spirit Realm?”
“I would like to see how she intends to claim justice!”
“A fool overestimating her own strength!”