The Anarchic Consort c1-1376

by Warring Young Seven

  However, she forgot a fact.

  The fact that this man was unruly.

  No one in the world could restrain him.

  Heaven and Buddhism could not restrain him, neither could love.

  Satisfying his own bodily d.e.s.i.r.e was always his principle, and his interest was to conquer.

  He would lose interest in something that could be conquered too easily.

  Maybe he had grown tired of her.

  He had easily settled her after all.

  He would, of course, turn to someone else to change his appetite so as to challenge someone even more exciting.

  Phoenix understood all of it.

  Thinking of it carefully, this man had never confessed to her, nor did he utter honeyed words to her.

  He only said that he wanted to be together with her.

  She was the one who was unclear about the rules of the game so she could not blame anyone.

  However, her pride did not allow her to share her loved one with anyone.

  If there was no devoted love, she would rather break up.

  Whose fault was it?

  She always assumed that he liked her. Thus, she demanded him to be devoted to her.

  She would not be this disappointed if she had not had extravagant hope.

  Phoenix truly understood that, once the self-deceiving gentleness was torn apart, she would be in agonizing pain.

  Finally, the man halted his action but he refused to withdraw from her.

  He held her into his arms, hugging her so hard that she felt that her bones would crush.

  It was a deadlock situation - no one spoke.

  It was a suffocating moment of silence.

  Phoenix was so tired that she could not say a word. Her expression was conveying a single message.

  We're over…

  She tried to force herself to stand up, but he carried her and put her on the clouds instead.

  That moment Phoenix did not argue with him for she was too tired.

  Perhaps, this was the reason why she could not even die.

  That was why they always assigned her to wipe out iniquities as they assumed that she would not get hurt.

  Probably that was why he started a game in the name of love, for he assumed that she was haughty and hard to tame.

  However, she was really exhausted.

  Recalling the moment when she took the manual seriously, ticking regulations one by one on the Rice Paper made her feel like a fool.

  Nevertheless, it was fortunate.

  She quitted once she discovered his nature.

  She did not care whether the man was still beside her. Phoenix closed her eyes to get some rest.

  It was drizzling outside Ninth Heaven so the room was becoming chilly.

  In a daze, Phoenix could hear the man calling out her name in a hoarse voice, asking her, "Why? "

  The humid and deep voice sounded like a wounded beast lamenting.

  Phoenix could not understand. She was the one in pain. Why did he sound like he was hurt the most?

  When she opened her eyes, she realized that she had been overthinking.

  The man was no longer beside her. It was indeed his style.

  Once he had taken over something completely, he would not turn his head back.

  Phoenix could not help but smile lightly, her lips looking awfully pale.

  This is the best ending because there is no way we can go on anymore

  She should have understood it earlier.

  She was thoroughly clear-headed now...

  The rain was still pouring outside the dwelling place.

  Raindrops were falling on the umbrella.

  Under the Bodhi of Buddhism, the man stood still, not moving at all. No one knew what he was thinking about.

  The immortal was trembling as he trailed behind the man. "Emperor, should we go to the temple next or continue to chant?" To him, the Emperor should go chanting. With the Emperor's current mood, the demons under his reign were causing strong wind and heavy rain. Dark clouds were everywhere.

  The man did not speak. He did not react even when half of his shoulder was wet due to the rain.

  The immortal even suspected that the Emperor did not hear his words. He was confused. Why is the Emperor standing here, refusing to leave?

  Just as the immortal thought that the silent Emperor was about to turn into a rock, he spoke with a husky voice, "We are not going anywhere except the Heavenly feast."

  Chapter 838 - She Was The One And Only Phoenix

  The immortal had never heard the Emperor speak in such a tone that made it sound like he was sobbing.

  The immortal subconsciously glanced at the man, but he did not see anything other than his pale fingers.

  There was almost nothing strange about the Emperor. He even put up a half-smile during the Heavenly feast, enjoying the dancing and singing in celebration.

  It appeared as though everything was back to normal. There were always people following the Emperor whenever he was listening to the Buddhist Scriptures at Buddhism so he would never get bored.

  A witch who had recently been promoted to the celestial class followed him around the most.

  Unknowingly, the immortal was afraid that Lord Phoenix would be mad if she saw them.

  However, the Emperor seemed to deliberately pick that way out of so many other paths.

  In fact, every time when they passed by Phoenix's door, it was closed. However, on the third day, they met face to face.

  Most of the time, she sat under the Bodhi tree with a scripture placed on her legs. Occasionally, she would turn her head to check on the growth of Bodhi with her calm expression. She would sometimes speak softly as though she was talking to the Bodhi tree or perhaps she was just mumbling to herself.

  Their distance was not that far. The immortal felt that Lord Phoenix must have seen the Emperor and the witch. He felt strange that she did not show any reactions at all.

  The witch smiled as she uttered, "Rumor has it that Lord Phoenix from Buddhism had no one in her eyes except for the Bodhi. Now that I finally meet her, it appears that the rumor is true. Very few people would water the Bodhi with mythical water so willingly. It's such a pity that the Bodhi cannot transform into a human. If it could, these hundreds of years they have spent together would be a fate for Lord Phoenix. Anyway, from the look of Lord Phoenix, she does not seem to care whether the Bodhi could transform. All she wants is to stay by its side, which is very enviable. Unfortunately, Lord Phoenix is the lead of Buddhism, her heart and her mind only yearn for Buddhism, and she won't fall in love. Otherwise, she does seem to have a crush on Bodhi given her attitude toward it."

  The man did not speak, his smile turned deeper than usual, so cold that it was unpleasant to look at."Her heart and her mind only yearn for Buddhism? She is not as well-behaved as she appears to be."

  The man walked away after putting a baffling statement into words. The winds aroused by him caused a rather prickly feeling to the face.

  The immortal could only sense that something was subtly strange with the Emperor and Lord Phoenix, but he could not figure out what exactly went wrong.

  On the contrary, the witch who was standing aside put up a faint smile, a tinge of gentleness flashed across her eyes when she lifted her gaze. She was indeed the Golden Lotus.

  Before the Golden Lotus had transformed into human form, she already possessed six senses and seven thoughts.

  One of the thoughts evoked because of the Emperor, causing her to eventually fall into the magical realm.

  When she was in Buddhism, she had already figured out the type of woman that could attract the Emperor's attention.

  It was none other than the fact that Phoenix was not aware of the Emperor's existence when she was hunting.

  However, he who was savoring his wine had laid his eyes on Phoenix.

  Since then, the Golden Lotus realized that she must be unique in order to get the man's attention.

  This was also the re
ason why she chose to confess her love directly to the man in public.

  This way the man would then remember her.

  Actually, both that woman, Phoenix, and her used the same tactic.

  Both of them were playing hard to get.

  It was just that Phoenix was dense for being too stubborn. She did not know that regardless of how obstinate she was, she needed to learn to compromise at times.

  Phoenix did have an added advantage in winning at first.

  However, as she took every initiative she could subsequently, it eventually caused the man to become bored with her.

  Golden Lotus smiled gently, disguising herself as a witch so that no one could realize her presence.

  Even Venerable did not know the evil countenance she had developed herself into at Hell...

  The news about the breakup of the Emperor and Phoenix spread like wildfire in Six Paths.

  No one seemed to be surprised about the news. In fact, they treated the news as a laughingstock as they were holding their glasses in the Heavenly feast while enjoying the wine sip by sip.

  "What have I said? Both of them will definitely break up. The Emperor will not pamper someone forever, not to mention Phoenix who is not his cup of tea. Perhaps Phoenix is too difficult to approach, so that's why the Emperor gave it a try."

  "How do you know? You're not even the Emperor."

  "Of course, I know. Phoenix has an appearance and charisma extremely rare in the world, but she is way too cold. No man likes women who are not gentle. Look at Phoenix, she can fill and level up the Sea of Blood without blinking. Maybe she will stab you in the back one day. Women like her have a cruel heart, and you won't feel comfortable with her. Unlike that witch who has recently become a celestial being, she knows when to be strong and when to be obedient. This kind of woman is the one who can win the favor of the men."

  "Come on, don't be that mean to Phoenix. Who was the one who expressed his d.e.s.i.r.e to marry Phoenix previously?"

  "It is true that I do like Phoenix, but it is better to take a good look at a woman like her from a distance. If I get the chance to be with her all day long, I will be bored too. As a woman, she needs to reveal some gentleness in her. Who will like someone who only knows how to kill? The Emperor probably broke up with her because of the lack of novelty."

  "Hey, watch your mouth, she's coming!"

  "Who is coming?"

  "Phoenix!"

  Once they heard the words, the people at the Heavenly feast immediately shut their mouths as they turned their heads around. As expected, a figure who was not far away was approaching them slowly.

  She was stepping on floating clouds. Unlike other women, Phoenix did not dress up herself. She was still wearing her cassock which was dragged on the ground with her black hair contrasted with her white robe and her prayer beads enlacing her slender fair wrist. A long cloak which was worn over her shoulders was as red as a raging fire.

  A tall figure with long legs, revealing her pure and innocence within her unruliness demeanor. She was able to give out a strong impression by just standing there.

  To be honest, every appearance of Phoenix would leave the others in astonishment.

  This woman was filled with a surge of handsome charisma inside out.

  Those well-dressed Ladies Buddha and fairies lost their shine if compared to her.

  No one could deny the fact that Phoenix's elegance was groomed since she was a child. The attitude had blended well into her actions and no one could imitate her.

  However, despite that, she was still dumped by the Emperor.

  Now the entire Six Paths knew how contemptible Phoenix was...

  Chapter 839 - The Emperor and Phoenix

  The guests could not understand why Phoenix would accept the invitation to the Heavenly feast when she had not stepped out of her door for more than 10 days.

  Soon, the Gods came to their senses.

  Does she come to reunite with the Emperor?

  Many fairies lifted their heads, looking forward to the drama that was about to happen.

  In no time, the Emperor arrived, followed by the witch. It was no different than before as he sat on the seat of honor, dressed in a purplish-white robe. His peach-blossom-like eyes were exceedingly beautiful, but they did not catch sight of Phoenix even for once.

  The fairies were glad to see his reaction. As expected, the Emperor was tired of Phoenix. After this, Phoenix would not be so self-righteous anymore when she appeared in Tian Dao again.

  Phoenix did not belong to Tian Dao, but she was always superior to them due to her ranking of Buddhism. Her seat was also closer to the Emperor.

  Although both of their seats were not far, they were a distance of thousands of mountains and rivers apart from each other.

  How could they not be delighted?

  The Heavenly feast was organized by the Crown Prince of Tian Dao, but he had yet to show up.

  Nevertheless, it did not matter, as it was more interesting to watch Phoenix being humiliated.

  Fairies who usually dared not provoke Phoenix exchanged glances with each other, then directed their gaze toward the seat of honor, smiled as they said, "Emperor, Lord Phoenix has already lowered herself to reunite with you. Why are you still so indifferent?"

  "That's right," said someone who genuinely hoped both of them could make it up. "Couples having a fight is common. Emperor, since Lord Phoenix is here, she must be sincere to apologize."

  Upon hearing that, the man's fingers that were holding the wine cup came to a halt. He looked at Phoenix and smirked, "She's here to join the Heavenly feast. Don't overthink it."

  Is that a sign of rejection?

  The fairies fixed their gaze at each other and the smile on their faces brightened up.

  Phoenix listened on throughout the conversation, leaning her body against her seat without speaking at all.

  The Emperor's gaze fell on her face as he toasted his wine cup.

  Seeing her action, the Emperor's smile grew more fawning, "Are you afraid of suffering from heartache when you see me so you choose to stay indoors for more than 10 days consecutively?"

  Phoenix knew the man's style of speaking. With the absence of gentleness, he was used to being straight to the point.

  "Why are you keeping silent?" The Emperor stared directly at Phoenix. His pair of attractive peach blossom eyes were deep like the sea, dark and cold.

  Phoenix put down her wine cup, curving her lips, "You're still the same."

  "Hmm?" The Emperor replied vaguely, his outrageously handsome face carried a demonic aura.

  Phoenix moved closer to the man with her head tilted, showing a dashing smile on her face, "Too bad, I've changed."

  The old me who gets sad over what you have said is gone.

  After finishing her words, she rose to her feet. She then spoke in a placid tone, "I have other matters to deal with. Please excuse me."

  The man was stunned, the wine cup in his hand was rippling with waves. His gaze was so dark that the things on the table trembled along slightly.

  Phoenix did not turn to look at the person's reaction behind her. She passed him and was about to take a step when he grabbed her wrist, tugging her back with great force.

  His grasp was tight. Standing behind her, his lips parted, "I agree."

  "Agree to what?" Phoenix frowned.

  The man looked at her and said in a deep voice, "Get back together. Forget what happened on that day. We'll start afresh."

  Get back together?

  Phoenix lifted her gaze to look at him.

  The seated guests did not expect the Emperor to actually agree on getting back together with Phoenix.

  "Unbelievable! The Emperor actually agreed!"

  "Perhaps because Phoenix was too indifferent just now and it induced his interest again?"

  "I have no idea. But it's my first time seeing a woman pleading to get back together."

  Phoenix did not speak as she felt rather humored.

 
Perhaps she had taken the initiative too many times, causing everyone to misunderstand her. Even the man misinterpreted what she meant, thinking that she wanted to start anew with him again.

  Phoenix never regretted each and every decision she had made.

  She was vigorous and reckless when she had fallen for someone.

  Even if it hurt, it was the result of her actions.

  It was not a sin to be proactive in love as long as it did not cause harm to anyone.

  She was still herself even though she was accused of being shameless.

  But…getting back together?

  She never thought of that.

  She knew the only person she could count on in this world was herself.

  It was related to her destiny.

  The Phoenix of Buddhism lived to kill. Anyone who approached her had their reasons.

  To make her succ.u.mb was one of their intentions...

  Never had Phoenix grown weary of arguing and everything else than ever before.

  Perhaps to others, she was a woman who would not leave the man alone.

  Holding her head, Phoenix laughed. These people are too imaginative.

  "The reason I am here today is that..."

  A rather alluring, cynical voice not far away interrupted when Phoenix was about to speak, "My apologies to all for being late. Oh? Phoenix! Why are you so early? You didn't have to wait beforehand. Here is the mythical water that I've stored. Remember to offer the correct amount of prayer beads."

  "Thank you." Phoenix received the mythical water, smiling as she added, "It is quite difficult to get mythical water recently. Worry not, Crown Prince, there will be an exact amount of 72 prayer beads."

  The Crown Prince laughed, "You really put the effort into that Bodhi tree. Truth to be told, I've never seen anyone who grows plants like you."

  "Bodhi is not any normal plant." Phoenix's voice was plain. She was the only one who knew that she had nowhere to hide her pathetic look if it was not for the faint Light of Buddha the Bodhi tree had emitted on that day.

  It had been a full three days. The searing pain of drawing out the Dharma Bone weakened her so much that she could not even take care of herself.