The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 477
Chapter 477: The Demon King Walks Along the Wall
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“Grandfather Xie, please spare us! We will never dare again!”
Lu Chao Chao had shattered their spines, leaving them kneeling on the ground, bruised and battered, without a shred of dignity.
Xie Yu Zhou beamed with pride. Windchaser will never surpass me!
“What use is merely admitting fault with words? Swear an oath! Swear a Heart Demon Oath! I, Xie Yu Zhou, can see through your deceit in a single glance!” He stood beside Lu Chao Chao, looking smug.
The surrounding cultivators shot him grim looks.
“Swear it,” Lu Chao Chao said coolly.
The captives’ faces were full of bitterness. In the Spirit Realm, a Heart Demon Oath was an invisible shackle. Once sworn, should they violate it, punishment would descend—
Death or crippling torment.
“They’re hesitating! Just as I said, they’re tricking you! Kill them all!” Xie Yu Zhou barked, hands on his hips, exuding arrogance.
“We’ll swear! We swear!” The cultivators immediately raised two fingers to the sky.
“From this day forth, we shall never harm the Elf Race.”
“If an elf is in danger, we shall lend aid.” A vow to make amends for their past sins.
“We shall not harm innocent beings of the Three Realms. Should we violate this oath, let Heavenly Fire incinerate us and our souls be extinguished!”
Lu Chao Chao recited each line, and they repeated after her.
Yet, as soon as the first words left their lips—
The vast sky rumbled with deafening thunder.
The cultivators looked up in shock. “T-This is a Heavenly Dao Oath!”
It was well known that oaths had ranks.
The highest, a Heavenly Dao Oath, was something only gods could invoke, drawing the direct scrutiny of Heaven itself.
Now, Heaven loomed above them.
The cultivators paled, their lips trembling as they struggled to recite the vow.
Lu Chao Chao glanced at the void and casually waved a hand. Withdraw.
The terrifying celestial force slowly receded.
Sweat-drenched, the cultivators collapsed onto the ground. “From now on, the Elf Race is our ancestor!”
“Never again! We won’t dare ever again!”
With the oath sealed by Heaven, they knew they would never dare break it in their lifetime.
Lu Chao Chao approached a caged enclosure. With a single strike, her Spirit Sword cleaved the iron lock into shattered sparks.
The onlookers shuddered at the sight.
“Elder sister…” Bi Xin rushed forward with teary eyes, helping her kin out of the cage.
The Elf King pressed his lips together, watching Lu Chao Chao in silence.
“From today onward, I will hunt down all cultivators who enslave elves! If they release their captives, I shall spare them. But should they remain stubborn… I will personally reason with them!” With her Spirit Sword slung over her shoulder, she looked every bit the bandit.
The Treasure Pavilion steward surveyed the ruin before him, his face twisting. Gritting his teeth, he dropped to his knees with a thud.
Pointing at Lu Chao Chao, his hand trembled with anger and grievance.
“Demon King, please intervene! Seek justice for the Treasure Pavilion! We will reward you handsomely! Please, Demon King, take action!”
A red-haired Demon King, having recognized the Sunshine Sword from the moment it appeared, had already shrunk against the wall, inching toward the exit, praying Lu Chao Chao wouldn’t notice him.
Yet…
Just three steps away from the door—
The Treasure Pavilion steward called his name aloud before everyone.
The entire crowd turned to look at him.
The Demon King, pressed tightly against the wall…
Lu Chao Chao lazily lifted her sword, gazing at him with amusement.
The Demon King felt his hair stand on end. He instinctively clutched his robes tighter, hiding the silver collar around his neck.
“Demon King…” Lu Chao Chao tilted her head, scrutinizing him with interest.
For some reason, she felt a peculiar sense of familiarity with this red-haired figure.
“I think… you look familiar.”
“Like my dog at home.” She spoke with sincerity.
The Demon King seethed with rage—then seethed some more!
A nearby lesser demon barked, “How dare you! You seek death!”
The Demon King clenched his jaw, eyes wary on Lu Chao Chao. He expected her to attack—
But instead…
“You can go,” she said indifferently.
The Demon King froze.
“When the plan to flood the Mortal Realm with Miasma was proposed, Ten Thousand Swords Sect agreed. West River City Lord agreed. True Monarch Yao Guang agreed. The one who refused… was you.” A mocking smirk curved Lu Chao Chao’s lips.
“Go. But if I find you troubling the Elf Race, I won’t let you off next time.”
The Demon King wasted no words, spinning on his heel and fleeing.
His retreat was not just quick—it was outright fleeing in panic.
“Your Highness! Your Highness! Please, do not leave! The Treasure Pavilion is willing—” A streak of Sword Qi slashed across the steward’s throat. Blood gushed out in torrents.
Lu Chao Chao nudged Xie Yu Zhou with her chin. “Take the elves and leave.”
Without hesitation, Xie Yu Zhou guided the elves through a hidden passage. The National Advisor took a deep breath.
Among the watching crowd, he spotted an elder from the Xia Family.
The National Advisor had come to this auction to show the younger generation that elves were merely slaves to be bought and sold, severing any sentimental ties.
Who could have predicted… she had razed the Treasure Pavilion, an institution entrenched in the Spirit Realm for millennia!
The Xia Family’s main branch had scorned him, saying he had lost his spirit in the mortal world.
Now…
He exhaled a long sigh.
As soon as the elves were safely away, Lu Chao Chao prepared to withdraw—but suddenly felt a familiar energy rushing toward her.
Lu Chao Chao frowned. Her Concealment Technique wouldn’t last much longer.
“Chao Chao!!”
Yao Guang was flying toward her from a distance. His enormous black wings blurred his features, but his heart pounded violently.
A long-dead heart suddenly roared back to life. He could hear his own frantic heartbeat.
As if his heart had begun to beat anew.
His icy limbs grew warm in an instant.
It’s her! It’s her!
A thousand years ago, this was the same silhouette that had kicked him off Without Folly Cliff.
That shadow had haunted his Heart Demon for a millennium.
Once, he had been ready to confess his feelings to her—
Only for her to suddenly bellow, “You dare use a Heart-Piercing Array on me!” before stabbing him through the chest.
He never got to speak before she kicked him off the cliff.
After dragging himself back up, he had found the world draped in funeral white.
She had sacrificed herself for the Three Realms.
Dead.
For a thousand years, Yao Guang had been trapped in agony, unable to ascend, tormented by Heart Demons.
Now—
Lu Chao Chao stomped her foot, watching Yao Guang draw closer. Her Concealment Technique was failing. She would soon revert to her child form.
She remembered Yao Guang had supported the Miasma Plan, and in her fury, she swung her sword at him.
Boom!
Before he could even see her face clearly, Yao Guang was sent flying.
“Still a bastard! Used a Heart-Piercing Array on me back then, and now you voted for the Miasma Plan?! If I see you, I’ll beat you!”
“Pah!”
Poor Yao Guang. His greatest heartache—his Heart Demon, just within reach—was blasted away by sheer force. Even his hair was singed.
Lu Chao Chao’s form shrank. With a nimble leap, she vanished before his eyes.
Yao Guang coughed up blood in rage.
“Chao Chao… Chao Chao… Chao Chao!!” He howled like a madman.
But she was already gone.
Within moments, Palace Master Jin Huan arrived, breathless.