Xu Ruanruan was sighing as she learned how to handle things when suddenly someone kicked the door open and rushed in.
Zhao Wu charged up to Chongming, his eyes bloodshot. "You used Yaohua's life to stabilize the seal on the Heavenly Demon. You're worse than a beast!"
"Don't be impulsive," Yan Ling followed closely behind. "There might be some misunderstanding. Maybe Yaohua isn't dead, right?"
He and the other brothers all stared intently at Chongming, hoping for a positive answer.
A look of daze flashed across Chongming's eyes. After a long silence, he said, "I don't know. She said she'd come back."
Feng Yi rushed forward and cursed. "Damn it! The sister we cherish is not for you to sacrifice!"
The hall was in chaos. Several people were brawling in the hall, while Chongming's eyes were slightly red, showing no intention of fighting back.
Xu Ruanruan tried to mediate from the side. "Stop arguing. Yaohua will be fine. Everyone, calm down and think it over."
Yan Ling sneered bitterly. "The soul lamp has gone out. Her life force is extinguished. In return, the Heavenly Demon has been completely exterminated! You people in the Celestial Realm should be quite pleased with this outcome, right?"
Xu Ruanruan was confused. What soul lamp? Wasn't Yaohua fine just a few days ago?
Watching the fierce fight between those people and Chongming, she couldn't help but shrink her neck and quietly retreat to the side.
Forget it. She'd better stay out of this mess. Anyway, God Chongming wasn't fighting back. He had a divine body and wouldn't be beaten to death.
With this self - comfort, she was no longer nervous.
Xu Ruanruan thought for a while and quietly took out a few small porcelain bottles from her bosom. She removed the stoppers and poured out two pills. She only gave them to Chongming after the angry people had left.
At this moment, Chongming was curled up in a corner, looking dejected like a stray dog. There was no trace of the usual aloof and majestic immortal.
"What on earth happened?" she couldn't help asking.
Chongming shook his head and said nothing.
Gu Songyue suddenly appeared in the hall. The man who was always expressionless now couldn't help showing a look of regret. "Yaohua truly lives up to the name of the Phoenix Goddess."
Xu Ruanruan's heart tightened. "What happened to her?"
Gu Songyue explained the whole story. She was immediately speechless and looked at Chongming with a complicated expression. "It's said that husband and wife are deeply in love, but the god was actually willing to let his wife sacrifice."
Gu Songyue said calmly, "With Yaohua's personality, she probably wouldn't tell him that she would die. To be honest, no one expected her to die. We only thought she might be seriously injured. After all, she's a phoenix!"
Xu Ruanruan was silent, not knowing what to say. Just as Gu Songyue said, Chongming probably didn't know either.
Just then, Chongming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted completely.
Xu Ruanruan exclaimed, "God Chongming!"
Gu Songyue sighed. "Let's take him back to rest first and let him calm down!"
Because of Yaohua's incident, the Phoenix Clan had a falling - out with Chongming unilaterally and threatened to sever all ties with the Celestial Realm.
In the cold and deserted palace, Chongming slowly opened his eyes. The servant said in surprise, "God, you've been in a coma for half a month. You're finally awake."
Chongming stared at him blankly and asked hoarsely, "Where's Yaohua? Has she come back?"
The servant's face turned pale, not knowing what to say.
Chongming got up with difficulty and staggered outside. "She must be very worried since I haven't woken up for so long. I have to go and see her."
"God!" There was so much pity in the servant's voice.
Chongming pretended not to hear and murmured, "Yaohua, I'm coming."
"God!" the servant couldn't help saying. "Have you forgotten? Princess Yaohua sacrificed herself in the battle formation and died at the former site of the Heavenly Demon!"
Chongming suddenly stopped in his tracks. He stood there stiffly as if struck by lightning.
The servant felt sad looking at Chongming in such a state. "God..."
Chongming turned to look at her and said hoarsely, "She's dead?"
The servant nodded, not knowing what to say.
Chongming swayed a few times and almost fell.
The news of Yaohua's death was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, hitting him hard and making him feel dizzy for a moment.
"Why did she die? Why did she die? Didn't she promise to come back? Why..."
"God!" The servant quickly supported Chongming. "God, please accept my condolences!"
Chongming closed his eyes, and a tear slid down. "Accept my condolences. Yes, I should. We still had many promises unfulfilled."
But how could his heart not ache?
Remembering the time he spent with Yaohua, he felt as if he had just had a long and beautiful dream, in which he and Yaohua spent wonderful years hand in hand.
But reality told him that it was all over.
"God! God, what's wrong with you? Hurry, someone! God has fainted again!"
Gu Songyue stood quietly beside the couch. "How much longer are you going to sleep?"
Chongming's eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes.
While he was in a coma, many people came to visit him, all of them worried.
"Now the Three Realms are in ruins and in need of rejuvenation. Yaohua sacrificed herself for the peace of the Three Realms. If you keep hurting yourself like this and making others worry for nothing, you'll be wasting her painstaking efforts."
Looking at Chongming like this, Gu Songyue couldn't bring himself to blame him. He could only advise stiffly, "Cheer up quickly."
Xu Ruanruan walked in from outside and couldn't help rolling her eyes. "Are you even speaking human language? God Chongming is suffering the pain of losing his wife, and you're asking him to get back to work quickly?"
Gu Songyue paused for a moment. He seemed to realize that he was being a bit heartless. "Anyway, it's better than him just lying there."
Xu Ruanruan said speechlessly, "Chongming, don't listen to him. I'll take charge of this. I'll give you a vacation! Sleep as long as you want."
Chongming watched them bickering quietly. After a while, he said, "Did Yaohua... leave any instructions for you?"
Xu Ruanruan shook her head. "I wasn't awake at that time."
Gu Songyue said calmly, "She asked me to take good care of you and not let you do anything stupid."
Then, he took out a small pouch from his bosom and handed it to Chongming.
Chongming held the pouch, his fingertips trembling. The pouch was as white as snow, with two characters embroidered in gold thread on it - Yaohua.
He always knew that she wasn't good at embroidery. Now seeing the crooked characters she embroidered, his eyes grew hot.
He gently opened a corner of the pouch and saw two notes lying inside. His gaze moved down inch by inch and finally landed on one line.
"Chongming, don't be surprised or sad when you see this note. Our fate ends here. It's the will of heaven.
No matter where I am, I hope you can be safe and happy."
Whether he was willing to believe it or not, she was dead.
"Yaohua..."