Chapter 115 Demon Lord 115%
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The reason why the Dragon Clan locked Hou Jin and Chong'an in a cold and dark secret room was to prevent Chong'an's Phoenix Clan bloodline from awakening.
Hou Jin, a princess of the Dragon Clan, once represented the Dragon Clan in a marriage alliance with the King of the Phoenix Clan, serving as Queen for thousands of years. The Phoenix Clan's King, Sang Ying, was a descendant of the noble Golden-Feathered Divine Phoenix. Combined with Hou Jin's pure Dragon bloodline, the Dragon Lord anticipated the power of the children born from the union of dragon and phoenix when he imprisoned them in the secret chamber.
The Dragon Lord predicted that this child would be born extraordinary, so he built a secret room to suppress his nature. He was on guard against all odds, thinking that Chong'an had already lost his bloodiness after a hundred years of imprisonment, but he did not expect that he still awakened the blood of the Phoenix clan.
"Two hundred years." The Dragon Lord looked at the crack in the sky above the secret room and murmured, "A child who is only two hundred years old can actually unleash such powerful spiritual power when his bloodline is just beginning to awaken..."
It's really terrible.
This is far more terrifying than the young Phoenix Lord Sang Ying.
Wu Shao had tortured Chong'an for so long, drawing blood from him, ripping out his tendons, and breaking countless bones. In his eyes, Chong'an was as insignificant as an ant, a being that would crumble to pieces with the slightest crush.
He had never thought that Chong'an could hurt him. The powerful spiritual power almost shattered his meridians in an instant. When he was knocked to the ground, he felt that his internal organs had shifted. He vomited large mouthfuls of blood and almost fainted.
"Father, save me..."
"Father, you must save me." Wu Shao was carried out of the secret room.
His own cultivation was not low, and if he hadn't been completely unprepared for Chong'an, he wouldn't have been injured so badly by him. When he saw the Dragon Lord, he tried to raise his hand to grab his sleeve, but found that his arm was twisted and deformed, and the bones in his body were broken.
Endless panic swept over him. Wu Shao placed all his hopes on the Dragon Lord, but the Dragon Lord just closed his eyes and sighed softly, "Shao'er, go back and take good care of him."
Wu Shao's bones and tendons were shattered. Even if he could be healed, he would never be able to practice again.
"Ah--" Wu Shao was carried away, but his heart-wrenching screams continued.
He was like a madman, screaming with all his might: "I'm going to kill you!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
"You little bastard, I'm going to skin you alive, strip you of your tendons, chop you into pieces, and feed them to the dogs!"
Wu Shao's voice could be described as crazy, and anyone could hear the cruelty in his screams, and their hearts trembled. The sound entered the secret room, and Hou Jin hurriedly covered Chong'an's ears, his face pale and said: "Don't be afraid, Chong'an, don't be afraid--"
In fact, she herself hadn't expected her son to possess such powerful spiritual power. Even though she tried to maintain a calm exterior, her trembling hands betrayed her. As she watched the cracked light above her head being patched up bit by bit, Hou Jin still had only one thing to say: "Your father will come to save us."
"He will come..." I don't know whether I was saying this to myself or to Chong'an.
The light disappeared.
Chong'an's eyes returned to the darkness, his expression gradually obscured by it. He asked in a very calm voice, "Will he really come?"
“…I’ll come.”
Hou Jin whimpered. She had said this so many times, so many times that she was about to vomit. When the secret room cracked open, she looked up and saw the head. She clearly saw hope, but for a moment, she felt hopeless and felt that Sang Ying would never appear.
At first she regarded him as her salvation. After being imprisoned in darkness for a hundred years, when the light emerged, she truly understood that Sang Ying had long become an excuse to deceive herself, an excuse for which she had known the ending but was unwilling to admit it.
Qu Yaoyao stared at this scene for a long time. When she came to her senses, she found that her face was covered with tears and her heart was filled with pain.
She was used to seeing Chong'an, a man dressed in a red robe, looking extremely noble and gentle when speaking to her. Qu Yaoyao had never imagined that while Chong'an was basking in the sun in front of her, there would be such a heavy shadow behind him.
Being imprisoned, abused, and tortured, these memories were replayed in Xuan'ehua's dream at an extremely fast speed. Qu Yaoyao only stayed in the darkness for a short while before she felt it was long and unbearable, but Chong'an survived here for a hundred years.
Two hundred years can wear away so much pride and courage.
Qu Yaoyao had always thought Chao Yuan was afraid of the dark, but now that she was there, she realized it wasn't the darkness that scared him, but the hopeless wait within it. He had awakened much earlier than Hou Jin, having long since realized that no one could pull them out of the abyss.
No one...
They will eventually die in exhausted waiting.
Qu Yaoyao wiped away her tears, her heart still aching. She didn't know if this pain was from staying in the dream for too long, or from her heartache for Chong'an. She knew she couldn't waste any more time here and had to find a way out.
"Chong'an, I'll take you out."
"I'm not lying to you, let me take you out."
This was a memory that Qu Yaoyao had never encountered before, so she didn't know how long Chong'an would be trapped here. She couldn't wait any longer, and didn't want to wait any longer. Even if it was futile, she would try to break the barrier here and get out.
Bang--
As she used her spiritual power to hit the door of the secret room again and again, the door suddenly opened.
Time passed quickly in the dream, and only the most profound and painful memories were played out. After who knows how many days of recuperation, Wu Shao's tendons and bones were reconnected. His cultivation was completely wasted and now he couldn't even lift the sword. He no longer had the arrogance of the past.
With a pale and gloomy face, he ordered people to take Hou Jin and Chong An out of the secret room. Qu Yaoyao was finally able to follow them and leave here. Unexpectedly, they went to a dark and cold torture room, which was full of various torture instruments, many of which were stained with blood and stuck to flesh.
"What are you going to do?"
"Let him go, let my child go!"
As soon as he entered the torture room, Chong'an was forced to kneel in front of Wu Shao.
After he realized that his bloodline had awakened, he became even weaker and more powerless. The cold and dark environment made him feel even weaker, like a broken puppet being manipulated by others.
Wu Shao hated Chong'an so much that he reached out and viciously grabbed a handful of feathers from Chong'an's wings. He threw them on the ground and stomped on them. His voice was filled with suppressed madness and gloom, "Hou Jin, I'll give you one last chance."
"If you don't hand it over today, I will break his wings, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!" As he said this, Wu Shao grabbed Chong'an's wings again. Under the fallen feathers were bloody wounds. Chong'an groaned in pain. This body's ability to withstand pain has exceeded that of ordinary people.
"No, please, brother!"
She used to be such a proud and noble princess that even her brother Wu Shao had to bow his head to greet her. But now she knelt in front of her brother in embarrassment.
Her dignity and pride had long been lost during her long imprisonment. She humbly grabbed Wu Shao's clothes and begged, "Don't break his wings. He is still so young and has never experienced nirvana. He will die without his wings."
"Brother, I beg you to let him go..."
Wu Shao kicked her away and said, "You know how to call me brother now. When you were showing off beside Sang Ying, did you ever see me as your brother?!"
"Hou Jin, you brought your current situation upon yourself. Father warned you repeatedly not to fall in love with Sang Ying, but you did and loved her so despicably that you even disregarded the Dragon Clan for her!"
"Bitch, you deserve this!"
The Dragon Lord was a playboy, surrounded by eleven concubines besides the Queen, and had many children. Hou Jin was once the most favored of all the Dragon Lord's children, while he could only hide in the corner. He didn't know how much effort he had put in to stand by his father's side and make a living, but Chong'an's attack destroyed everything and made him an abandoned child.
He had gone mad and twisted, desperately needing to get that thing to claim credit in front of his father, and he simply wouldn't listen to Hou Jin's pleas.
"I'll count to three." Wu Shao grabbed Chong'an's wings and began to exert force.
Qu Yaoyao anxiously used her spiritual power to attack Wu Shao several times. She knelt in front of Hou Jin and couldn't help but urge him, "Give him what he wants!"
"If you don't give him—"
"two."
Before Qu Yaoyao could say anything, she suddenly heard Chong'an's cry of pain.
As she turned her head, warm blood splashed onto her face, and blood beads flowed down her eyelashes, blocking her vision. In the bloody blur, she saw the beautiful pair of red-gold wings falling to the ground. Chong'an was shaking with pain, and there was a deep wing hole on his shoulder blade that was so deep that the bone was visible.
Wu Shao broke Chong'an's wings in advance, and feathers flew all over the sky, emitting a faint luster in the dark torture chamber.
Hou Jin's face was also stained with Chong'an's blood. He was so shocked that his eyes widened, his lips trembling and he could not utter a word.
While Qu Yaoyao and Hou Jin were stunned, Wu Shao mentioned Chong'an with a smile and couldn't help but praise him, "The wings of the Golden-Feathered Divine Phoenix are really beautiful. The moment when the wings are broken is really satisfying."
"Does it hurt?" Wu Shao asked while pinching Chong'an's neck.
His five fingers began to tighten gradually, not giving him a chance to speak. "Look at your good mother, she even doesn't want you for a man."
"So what are you still doing here? Why don't you just let me be kind and give you a ride?"
Chong'an's clothes were soaked with blood, and he was in so much pain that his consciousness was blurring, and he couldn't even lift his hands. In the endless darkness, he had truly lost the will to live. He forced himself to utter two words: "Okay, ah."
I've had enough of the cold and darkness, and tasted all kinds of pain. I really won't feel like living any longer.
But he felt so regretful and unwilling. All his resentment twisted at the moment of death, turning into the most desired extravagant wish in his heart. He wanted so much to -
Look at that light again.
His eyelashes drooped lower and lower, and when he was about to be dragged away by death, a light suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"I'll give it to you!"
Hou Jin's heart was completely dead.
After cutting open the body, Hou Jin took out what the dragon clan wanted and screamed heartbreakingly: "I will give it to you, please let him go."
Give it to you, all to you...
It wasn't the dazzling warm light Chong'an had seen before. The light before his eyes was soft and white, shimmering with tiny glints of light. When Qu Yaoyao saw what Hou Jin was holding, she was stunned. It wasn't the rare treasure she had imagined. What Hou Jin had been protecting was a small, pure, white snow lotus.
A small snow lotus that looks exactly like her.
Bang.
Chong'an was thrown to the ground by Wu Shao.
Obsessed with the snow lotus in Hou Jin's hand, he carefully took it and couldn't help laughing wildly. "Got it."
"I got the Kunlun Snow Lotus!"
The tears on Hou Jin's face had dried.
She had protected the little snow lotus with her life for so long, she thought she would never give it up, but when she finally let it go, she didn't feel any pain or reluctance. She even felt a twisted pleasure in her heart.
Handing over this snow lotus means that she has voluntarily given up on Sang Ying.
"Finally free."
"It turns out that choosing not to love is so easy." Hou Jin crawled to Chong'an with soft legs and picked up the broken boy. She hugged him tightly and comforted him: "It's okay."
"Mom doesn't want him anymore, never again..."
Chong'an breathed weakly in her arms. He had clearly no strength to fight back when Wu Shao pinched him just now, but now he was trying his best to move in Hou Jin's arms. Hou Jin felt it and lowered her head to ask him, "What's wrong?"
Chong'an spoke slowly, "Let me... take another look at it."
Take another look at it.
His dark pupils glowed a crimson gold in the faint light, reflecting the shadow of the snow lotus. He was clearly about to collapse, but he stubbornly opened his eyelashes again and again, hazily gazing at the snow lotus in Wu Shao's hand.
That was his light, the light that pulled him out of death and brought him hope again.
"It's so... so beautiful."
Chong'an slowly closed his eyes, and the vague sound disappeared between his lips and teeth.
Qu Yaoyao leaned closer to him and heard him whisper in her ear: "I really want to have it."
The snow lotus that had imprisoned him for a hundred years gave him light and allowed him to regain hope of living.
Everything will be fine.
The author has something to say: Report! I have learned how to make candied sweet potatoes. Although the sweet potatoes are not candied, the taste is no different from candied sweet potatoes-3-
In the next chapter, Zha Feng Sang will appear.
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Eleven, Gu Bei 1;
Thanks to the little angels who provided nutrient solution: Jiuhe, Two Fish oO, and Erer's Sugar is Not Bitter (10 bottles); Shiran (3 bottles);
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