The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 602
Chapter 602: I Didn’t Steal!
The Emperor’s face darkened.
“I received a message from my ancestors in a dream. A great demon has emerged in the Three Realms, known as Seven Sins.”
“Seven Sins is a fiend formed from concentrated Evil Miasma. This miasma has seeped into the mortal realm, causing chaos and destruction. Even the Netherworld has declared a state of emergency.”
“Even the Upper Realm has been affected.”
Emperor Xuan Ping had already been troubled by the rampant demons in the mortal world. Now, his concerns deepened further.
Upon hearing this, the court officials felt a chill in their hearts.
“Is there no way for the Three Realms to counter Seven Sins?” The Stabilizing Duke spoke with a murderous intent in his voice.
The Rong Family’s ancestral tomb had been desecrated. The Stabilizing Duke, who had been coaxing his grandson at home, had rushed to court upon hearing the news.
“I asked my ancestors. Seven Sins has already entered reincarnation. It is likely that it will soon wreak havoc in the mortal realm. We can only hope to endure this calamity…” The Emperor sighed. This was one of the reasons he had established the Women’s Academy.
The mortal realm was weak. It needed to cultivate its own strength for self-preservation.
However, cultivation was a difficult path. Without proper guidance, it could easily lead to Qi Deviation, causing more harm than good.
The academy included lessons in cultivation techniques.
And the teachers that Lu Chao Chao had recruited were undoubtedly exceptional.
“Enough. Discussing this further is pointless. It will only add to our worries.”
“This matter must not be spread to the public. We must avoid unnecessary panic.” The Emperor issued an immediate decree. Keeping the people calm was the highest priority.
“The mortal realm has no means of defending itself yet. We must not attract the attention of the Demon King Seven Sins. If it targets the mortal realm, we will find no help from heaven or earth,” the Emperor lamented. The desecration of the Imperial Mausoleum was already an unforgivable humiliation, yet he dared not pursue the perpetrator.
What frightened him even more was the last invasion of Evil Miasma into the mortal realm.
He had conducted rituals, pleading for salvation from the Celestial Realm, but received no response.
Later, when he contacted the surrounding kingdoms, none of them had received any divine guidance either.
He had told no one, fearing it would lead to mass unrest.
A terrifying thought had surfaced in his mind.
Had the Gods abandoned the mortal realm? Why had they remained silent? If it hadn’t been for the Heart of North Zhao, the mortal realm might have already become a living hell, wiped out entirely.
There was no evidence—only suspicion. He dared not voice it aloud.
But this doubt lingered over him like a blade, ready to fall upon the mortal world at any moment.
His reverence for the gods had diminished.
Hesitation replaced faith.
In secret, he sought ways for mortals to protect themselves. Across the various kingdoms, military forces had already begun covert cultivation training.
The court officials clenched their teeth in frustration. But recalling the existence of Seven Sins, which had forced the Netherworld into lockdown and left even the Upper Realm helpless, they had no choice but to remain silent.
They could only curse Seven Sins to no end in their hearts.
Lu Chao Chao stared in bewilderment.
Seven Sins???
She tugged at the young man’s sleeve. “Seven Sins took the blame for you!”
The young man stood with one hand behind his back. He coughed awkwardly, his white ears already tinged with red.
“Well, Seven Sins isn’t a good thing anyway. Let it take the blame.” Lu Chao Chao crouched on the ground, muttering under her breath.
The Imperial Mausoleum had been looted, and Emperor Xuan Ping and his officials had no choice but to swallow their anger.
“Have the Imperial Observatory select an auspicious date to rebury the ancestors,” the Emperor ordered, walking out of the tomb.
“Your Majesty, what about the burial treasures?” an official from the Ministry of Rites asked.
The Emperor’s face twisted with barely restrained rage. There was nothing valuable left in the national treasury for burial! He was on the verge of tears.
“The ancestors won’t mind. Burn some extra clothes for them. Burn everything they might need.” He waved them off, secretly deciding that when his time came, he would refuse a grand burial.
No burial treasures. No Golden Threaded Jade Garments. Nothing!
The officials exchanged glances and relayed the command: “No additional burial items. Keep the reburial simple.”
From that day forth, the extravagant burial customs of North Zhao came to an end.
Grumbling, the officials returned to the capital. By the time Lu Chao Chao arrived home, it was already late at night.
The Stabilizing Duke’s household had been staying in the manor to see Shan Shan off before his journey.
Shi Yun immediately ordered a late-night meal to be prepared. Everyone had been running around all night and was exhausted.
“Madam, the kitchen already has food prepared. Shall I serve it?” Deng Zhi, ever meticulous, had ensured that food was ready the moment they returned.
Shi Yun nodded, weary but grateful. Of all the maids, she favored Deng Zhi the most.
“Has Shan Shan gone to bed?” She asked, noticing that the Stabilizing Duke and Duchess were still concerned.
“Not yet. He threw several tantrums today since none of the masters were home. I’ll bring him over… He must be feeling anxious without seeing his parents.”
Moments later, the wet nurse carried Shan Shan out.
The Stabilizing Duke, despite his dour mood over the desecration of his family’s tomb, immediately lit up upon seeing his precious grandson.
“Come here, let Grandfather hold you!” He had waited many years for a grandson and cherished him deeply.
The elderly couple cradled Shan Shan lovingly, reluctant to let go.
By the time they finished their meal, Shan Shan was already too sleepy to keep his eyes open. The wet nurse carried him back to his room.
Lu Chao Chao sat on her bed, sighing deeply.
Her gaze at Heavenly Dao was filled with resentment.
“Everything is about things that shouldn’t see the light of day… I steal a bunch of hidden treasures, and you steal a bunch of hidden treasures too.”
Sigh…
The young man looked guilty. “I… I can find something else for you?”
Lu Chao Chao’s face filled with horror. “No, no! Forget it! Please, I beg you…”
“You don’t have to rob tombs to support me!!”
Especially not my own family’s tomb! My parents and grandfather will kill me!
“Even if I lose all my teeth, I will never get gold fillings! Absolutely never!” She rubbed her pristine white teeth and swore softly.
Dying only to have her teeth pried out? Truly tragic.
She hugged box after box of gold and silver treasures, on the verge of tears.
Rich, yet somehow… not quite.
Outside the room, Zhu Mo whispered to A-Wu: “I think Chao Chao and that young man match quite well.”
A-Wu rolled her eyes. “Chao Chao is still a child. What match? Not everyone is like you, obsessed with romance and dying without knowing why.”
Zhu Mo scratched his head. “They both have the same ‘stealing’ vibe. I think they’re a good fit.”
A-Wu: “…”
“Shut up. That boy is not someone to mess with. I’d rather not see you die without knowing how.”
A deep night. Silence filled the air.
Shan Shan curled up, sleeping soundly.
Since the Women’s Academy was established, he had finally been able to sleep peacefully. No more wailing ghosts in his dreams, no more vengeful spirits clinging to him. Even his temper had improved.
But tonight was restless.
In his dreams…
Countless voices of condemnation surrounded him. His little face twisted in agony as he clutched his head, trying to block out the noise.
“You damned fiend! You robbed my ancestors’ tombs! You deserve to die!”
“Beast! Even money from the dead isn’t safe from you!”
“A fiend is a fiend. Instead of learning good, you turned to tomb raiding!” The voices thundered. Was that his mother? His grandfather? His uncles?
Cold sweat drenched his forehead. In his sleep, he struggled…
Kicking away his blanket, his clothes shifted, revealing deep whip scars across his back.
He bolted upright in bed.
“I… I didn’t!!” The little demon howled, his voice raw with anguish, tears streaming down his face.
I didn’t steal!
What did I even steal?!
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