Born to Disappear

Chapter 13

Teacher's right.

"Ah Qing," among the shock Hualing called out softly.

"Sister senior," Yuan Qing replied indifferently, as if his secret identity was not a secret at all.

Hualing closed his eyes, his head suddenly felt extremely painful. With both hands he clutched his head, clinging to it without defense.

Yuan Qing was stunned for a moment by Hualing's reaction, not knowing why his senior sister suddenly looked in pain. He was slightly off guard, the demon cultivator he almost conquered broke away.

Trying to shake off the worry on Hualing, Yuan Qing chased after the demon cultivator. He would not let go of someone who had known his identity.

Totally forgot that Hualing had seen his identity as well, but he let go.

Hualing opened his eyes, in front of him was a red-stained field with black-leafed trees. A purple-clothed man stood with a blood-stained sword in his grasp. The man's black hair was scattered, dancing in the cold wind game. A small jade bell hung on one of the waists, silent without a clinking sound even though the owner moved.

The man's face was expressionless, as if the splintered bodies lying scattered and the scent of blood rancid him in no way bothered him.

"Your Majesty!" Hualing recognized the man very well, it was the war god Xue Yuan Qing!

The man was silent, glued to his place for a moment and then left. Passing Hualing who was still trying to call him.

Space moves, time changes. Hualing was now standing in the room he remembered correctly. This was the reception hall of the war god palace, this was where his god used to receive guests.

His god sat on the main seat, while he stood in the middle of the hall. A yellow-clothed man with a white mix was sitting on the guest chair, it was a star god. The god who governs the destiny of mortal man.

Hualing walked over, standing obediently beside Xue Yuan Qing. As in his memory.

"Xue Yuan Qing, have you just returned from running errands?" the star god asked the host who turned the cup around indifferently. There was a little worry in that sentence.

"Hm!" The gods have always been like this, very little talk. Even with the star god who was often quite close.

"Until when will it be like this? The killing karma you bear is getting heavier, and if it continues, your eternal energy will be eroded by demonic energy. In the end you will turn into a complete demon!" The star god spoke with a frown.

"You can ask the heavenly law." Hualing frowned when he heard his godly reply. He still did not understand the direction these two great gods spoke.

"The heavenly law is so unfathomable, you ascend when you develop the path of the devil. You should have been a heavenly demon instead of the ninth sky war god. And now it's your job to fight the demons that are supposed to be your people." The star god said with a helpless head.

"The heavenly law is making jokes on me." Xue Yuan Qing said with a sneer

"Your majesty!" Hualing who was standing beside Xue Yuan Qing, looked at the curled pale fingers. Scratching sandalwood tables with blunt nails, leaving scars elongated.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" Hualing calmed down, trying to reach his god, but the man did not seem to hear his call.

"Star god, why are you silent!" Hualing exclaimed in empty air, the star god who had been sitting down talking to Xue Yuan Qing was no longer there.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Hualing asked along with a restrained sobbing. Between the confusion and panic, he saw something quite familiar. A black fog poured out from Xue Yuan Qing's body, some surrounding the man and others condensing into demon horns then split apart. As everything that has happened is just an illusion.

"Your highness?" Hualing backwards, falling down. Not knowing how to react. Although it was only for a moment, Hualing knew what he saw was real.

The space moved back, he had returned to his original place.

Hualing fell silent, trying to digest the event he had just seen. He should have just awakened his abilities, and what he saw should have been past events. His master, the ninth heaven war god was a demon cultivator who rose to become a god. His task of becoming a war god allowed him to accumulate great killing karma, the longer he eroded his eternal energy into demonic energy.

Perhaps that was why Yuan Qing, as the incarnation of the war god also had a demonic physique.

Recalling about Yuan Qing, Hualing looked around. Neither the demon cultivators nor Yuan Qing were anymore in sight. Without delay he immediately moved, following the demonic energy left in the air.

Tracing along the way, he felt the area he passed by was getting more familiar. Especially when he jumped over a high wall and entered the courtyard with a more familiar building.

"The town lord's residence?" Hualing.

This building model is no longer wrong is the residence they headed when they just arrived in this city. And Hualing could not help but worry, the disciples should have returned this residence to report, whereas a demon cultivator was also hiding in this building.

The demonic energy was again felt in the air, this time so dense with a hint of immortal energy that he had just realized existence. So thin, almost not felt.

"Big martial artist Xue!"

Hualing Instantly halted his steps upon hearing the cry that called out to him. He turned around, looking at the young disciples of the soaring cloud sect running towards him.

"Big martial Xue! Help me!" they cried out simultaneously. Running over only to get thrown back, as if crashing into an invisible wall.

"What's going on?" Hualing asked with a frown.

"We didn't know, before dark we gathered as per instructions then decided to take a walk around the courtyard, but kept going around in circles with no way out." a male student reported.

Hualing looked around, walking closer to the artificial mountain not far from there. Both of Hualing's eyes narrowed, a formation carved into this huge rock. He did not know what this formation was, but from the demonic energy that exuded from it, this was not something good. It should be this formation that locked the disciples away.

Formations like this, should have formation eyes controlling everything. If he wanted to free those children, he would have to find the eye of the formation and destroy it.

"Wait here, don't make unnecessary moves. Where is Liu Xing Sheng?" Hualing asked when not looking at the shadow of the boy who had that eternal destiny.

"I see," he answered, then passed away with a flick of his toe.

Hualing stood on the tallest building of the city lord residence, looking around from a height meticulously. He looked at a certain direction, there was a pure demonic aura mixed with a hint of an immortal aura. Hualing smiled, then jumped down.

Not far from him there was a fight, two people against one person. Two black-robed cultivators fought the youngster dressed in light blue.

"Master of the city, stop covering yourself." Hualing said as he went down in one move. Her skirt fluttered like a flower in bloom, and her hair spread like black wings.

Very good, this fellow is using himself as the center of the formation!

"Miss Xue, you are very smart." the black-robed figure opened his head covering. The city lord who by day greeted them kindly now displayed a cruel look, while the envoy who picked them up stood arrogantly behind the city lord.

Hualing :"That's very easy to guess. In the case of missing persons, there are only two possibilities. First the human merchant and second was the demon cultivator. The first possibility should not have happened, considering that no one was foolish enough to make matters under the eyes of the soaring cloud sect. So this should all be caused by overly brave demon cultivators. To make a scene without fear of being discovered there were only the most powerful city lords."

Hearing Hualing's words, the city lord laughed loudly, "Yes, you are right. And the cloud sect surged too arrogantly by just sending a disciple who was just starting out in cultivation and a young girl of the golden core stage, it was no different from sending me free food. It's so ridiculous!" then she laughed again. "In addition, I didn't expect that the great true sect to be successfully infiltrated by demon cultivators!" he continued, looking at Yuan Qing whose body was emitting a demonic aura.

Hearing that remark, Hualing did not even turn his head or wink. It was as if what he was talking about was not a disciple of his sect, as if what he had just said was just nonsense.

Yuan Qing glanced at Hualing, looking with a corner of his eye at how his senior sister had reacted. He really did not know where Hualing's calmness came from, and upon hearing that chuckling sound, his confusion grew even greater.

"What demon cultivator?" Hualing asked with the corner of his lips raised. "As if you are going to go to the soaring cloud sect and report." Further.

City lord:"Why not? Did you meet those kids? If I go there and report, saying a demon cultivator spy mingles with a new disciple and kills a fellow disciple, wouldn't it be good?"

"You can try it." said Hualing then pulled out his sword. This sword was basically a random sword that he had taken from one of the secret realms, made from a hard black iron, allowing this sword not to be destroyed when it received its flow of lightning spiritual energy.

Purple lightning crackled, creeping along the body of the sword. The crack of light formed, so beautiful in the dark night. Hualing raised an arm, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the two demon cultivators, "Do you know who I am?"

"No matter who you are, you will become a rebel disciple allied with demon cultivators." the subordinate of the city lord replied with scorn.

When those words fell, purple lightning struck quickly from the sky. Right about the subordinate of the city lord who had not even had the chance to close his mouth. All happened in the blink of an eye, and the scorched aroma of the flesh smelled.

"You!" the city lord exclaimed in disbelief, the subordinate he believed in had now turned into a scorched corpse.

No different from the city lord, Yuan Qing looked at Hualing with an unusual light. The spiritual roots of lightning were indeed quite rare, but it did not mean that he had never met its owner. It was just that this kind of level, this was the first time Yuan Qing had seen it.

This senior sister of his cannot be underestimated.

"My name is Xue Hualing with lightning spiritual roots, the youngest disciple of the second peak of the cloud sect surged. The peak masters said that the lightning I summoned was equivalent to a minor heavenly tribulation," he said with an uncovered arrogance.

"Omong empty!" the city lord denied. How could lightning cultivators be able to match the heavenly tribulation lightning?

"We see if this is nonsense or not" he replied with a smile, "ah Qing wait here. Let the sister clean it up for you." she continued, then moved quickly, attacking with a sword sweep.

The purple light rattled back. The clanking of metal sounded loud. The scent of rancid and charred spread.

Amongst the flashes of purple light, Yuan Qing saw how Hualing's expressionless face was. There was no brilliant glint in the brown eye that had always seen it, like it was not a living person.

"Hualing," Yuan Qing called out softly. I don't know why the name sounds familiar. It was as if long before this he had uttered this name.

"Xue Hualing," he repeated. The name felt familiar on his lips. He saw lightning again striking from the sky, purple cracks spreading through the night air. Falling right on the city lord who can no longer sniff.

An image of events flashed within Yuan Qing's mind, it was a black cloud that rolled in the sky. Snatching the refining furnace with a purple light that blinded the eyes. Something floated out of the furnace, it was covered in a blinding light. He couldn't see what it was, but he could hear the faint voice of 'I'll call you Xue Hualing'.

That voice, exactly with his in the twenty-five year version.

The image was torn apart by a deafening shout that broke the silence of the night, the city lord falling down with charred bodies and flesh exposed while Hualing stood not far from him.

Yuan Qing walked over, examining the lifeless body of the city lord that did not even leave a soul remnant.

"Senior sister, why do this?" Yuan Qing asked without looking at Hualing.

Hualing :"Don't your identity have to be kept secret?"

"Then why help me, shouldn't you report to the sect?"Yuan Qing saw the corner of Hualing's lips lifted up completely, he smiled so widely.

"Why should I report? No matter who you are, Yuan Qing will still be Yuan Qing." That wide smile turned into a soothing gentle smile.

Yuan Qing felt that the youngest disciple of this top master Cao was truly capricious. When fighting he is not like a human, but only a tool to kill. Then smiled triumphantly and instantly turned into a gentle smile that warmed his heart.

"Next, the perpetrator has been found and killed. Is it no problem?" tanyanya.

"No problem, let's just say the demon cultivator trapped these disciples and sisters were forced to kill him to save." Answer lightly.

"Alright," Yuan Qing replied after being silent for a while.

"Have you not seen enough?" Hualing spoke suddenly