Born to Disappear

Chapter 25

"This servant greets His Majesty the war god Xue Yuan Qing!"

Hualing widened both eyes when he heard this immortal Venerable Shui Xing's remark. He should have guessed, considering the painting on the wall and all the furniture of this place reminded him of the ninth heaven.

He looked at Yuan Qing who stood speechless, his junior brother's forehead wrinkled.

"Who are you calling?" There was a sense of dislike from Yuan Qing's short sentence.

"That's His Majesty!" Shui Xing felt his fragile souls tremble, the war god looked unhappy.

"Stand up, I'm not the god of war." Although it was only the rest of the soul, Shui Xing felt his hair standing up as the sentence was thrown out.

So even if he gave ten thousand courage, he would not stand up!

"Don't you hear it?" He had given such great reverence, why was this great God still dissatisfied?

Can this immortal Venerable Shui Xing cry?

"Your Eternal Majesty, you better stand up." Hualing who was standing behind Shui Xing raised a voice.

Hearing the soft voice of the young girl, Shui Xing timidly stood up. The head hung low, the gaze fixed on the black shoes Yuan Qing was wearing, "thank you Your Majesty."

"Am I so similar to that God?" Yuan Qing always had a good memory, although at that moment Hualing said softly, he could still guess the girl's lip movements.

Hualing said 'God'.

Doubtfully Shui Xing raised his face, looking at the young man standing before him, "almost similar, nine out of ten points of resemblance" he said then looked back in respect.

"But I am not that God," Yuan Qing said with gritted teeth. This time he was sure correctly, the moment that Hualing summoned a God to him should have been due to this resemblance.

'This great master, since your lips said you are not the God of war Xue. However, don't you know if the pressure you put out is equivalent to that of a great God? Doesn't His Majesty know that this little slave almost died the second time due to suffocating pressure?' this long sentence was of course only in Shui Xing's voice inside his mind.

"Ah Qing," Hualing called out softly, a little pity to see this bitter-faced Shui Xing.

"Ling er, when we first met. Do you also recognize me as that God?" yuan Qing's lips formed a straight line, making the one in question gulp nervously.

"Ah Qing," Hualing did not know how to answer, should he be honest or lying?

"At that time you kept muttering the word 'God'."This Yuan Qing question made Hualing increasingly dead lice, "have you seen me all this time was him?" as if dissatisfied, Yuan Qing again continued.

He walked down the steps, approaching Hualing.

And Hualing, who was asked, was not focused on answering that question. The focus is more on a question, 'ah Qing? If you guess I recognize you as a God of war who has been dead for thousands of years, won't you question my identity?'

"Ling er, I'm me. You said that yourself. So don't look at me as her, okay?" Yuan Qing spoke again before Hualing could even answer a single question.

"Why so angry?" Hualing asked Yuan Qing who was now standing before him. Examine the side of his junior's face, then try to smooth the eyebrows that are linked.

"Ling er back then, did you see me as him?" Yuan Qing was still reluctant to let go of this matter.

"Yes," Hualing bit his lips and replied reluctantly.

"Claa er!" with gritted teeth Yuan Qing called out. The unrelated Shui Xing felt goosebumps all over his body hearing the voice.

"You and him are the same person, why so reckoning?" Hualing really did not understand, Yuan Qing was Xue Yuan Qing. That meant Yuan Qing was Xue Yuan Qing and vice versa, so what was wrong? Isn't that the same?

"How can it be the same? We are two different people!" The wrinkle that Hualing had just pureed now reappeared.

"Ah Qing, His Majesty had fallen ten thousand years ago and left behind an incarnation. That was you. So aren't you the same person?" Hualing was still trying to explain.

"Young lady? Are you one of the immortals who survived the event?" Shui Xing took a gap as these two comers fell silent, taking the opportunity to speak.

"It should be yes," Hualing replied hesitantly.

"shoulda?" Why should there be a word?

"I woke up in a cave of the mortal world and ten thousand years had passed, with no memory of when the ninth heaven collapsed and how it could have happened." He spoke a long word with a straight look at Yuan Qing.

"The painting on the wall, is His Eternal Majesty the one who did it?" Hualing's gaze turned to Shui Xing who was drifting closer.

"Yes, I knew the end of my life was so close. Without eternal energy, I am no different from cultivators in the mortal realm." Shui Xing looked at the painting on the wall with a glaring look.

Shui Xing looked at the young girl who kept asking, with one eyebrow raised he replied, "of course. I was one of the little gods in the crowd. Watching how the God of war repulsed the demon army, with all his immortal energy he locked onto the demon emperor."

Hualing:"Can His Eternal Majesty tell you where His Eternal Majesty used to be?"

Hearing Hualing's question, Yuan Qing felt his mouth very sour. Like just drinking a jar of vinegar.

"I used to be a little God who followed the Star God." Both Hualing and Yuan Qing could hear the tone of pride from that answer.

"Then, has your Majesty met Xue Hualing. A servant girl next to the God of war?" Yuan Qing could hear the caution from Hualing's sentence.

"Xue Hualing?" Shui Xing returned to saying the name a few times. "Never heard that name" he said after a long time of thought.

"Truly never heard?" Hualing asked with a little urgency. Yuan Qing felt increasingly sour.

"Really never heard, all in the ninth heaven knew if the war god only had one god servant, and he was not named Xue Hualing." Shui Xing this time replied quickly, "and the young lady is?"

"Xue Hualing,"

Two people and one remnant of consciousness fell silent after this answer fell.

"So young lady is the servant of the god in question?" Shui Xing was the first to break the silence.

"It should be, in my memory." Hualing replied with uncertainty.

"Ninth heaven, is it true that it collapsed due to the seizure of a heaven-level artifact?" it was a story circulating in the mortal realm, and Yuan Qing found it hard to believe it.

"That's right. Not long after His Majesty Xue made this artifact, the demon tribe entered the heavenly realm. Trying to seize this artifact with an entire army." Shui Xing closed his eyes, answering with bitterness on the face.

"Is this artifact really that amazing?" Yuan Qing asked again.

"It can flip through space and time, manipulating heavenly laws. Even her birth had attracted ninety-nine purple heavenly lightning." the answer did not come from Shui Xing, but rather from Hualing's lips.

"That young miss is right," Shui Xing nodded a few times, agreeing with Hualing's remark.

"A artifact so great, why did the God of war create it? Didn't he think that this thing would attract gazes of envy and greed from all directions?" Yuan Qing was unable to stop himself from sneering.

"This little god can't guess His Majesty's thoughts," Shui Xing said humbly. He looked at this young man with the corner of an eye. Regardless of where it looked, the appearance of this young man was so similar to His Majesty the God of war. It would be very strange if he was not related to that great God.

"Your immortal noble, are you sure there are no little lady maids beside His Majesty?" Hualing was still hard to believe Shui Xing's explanation.

"Very sure," Shui Xing replied without thinking.

"Ling er, why not let go? Don't you have me now?" Yuan Qing's vinegar jar spoke again, he was still dissatisfied given the reason Hualing chose him.

"Ah Qing's! It's not like that, it's just" Hualing took a deep breath then exhaled slowly, "What His Eternal Majesty said is different from the memories I have." he continued with drooping eyebrows.

"Actually, there was one way to know the truth ten thousand years ago." Shui Xing interrupted the silence.

"Eternal Majesty has a way?" Hualing asked enthusiastically.

"With the destiny-breaking bell." Hualing's two shoulders fell as the answer came out.

"Don't anyone know where that thing is?" this time the voice was Yuan Qing.

"It should be in the ruins of the heavenly palace," the rest of Shui Xing's consciousness floated away, walked up to the main table and took out a box, "inside of which was a map I drew based on memory, it might be a little hazy but I hope to help you. Also in those days, the war god did not just create one destiny-breaking bell artifact. Another thing he created was a blue flower bell." Shui Xing handed the carved wooden box to Yuan Qing, presenting it with respect and obedience.

Under the anticipation of two pairs of eyes, Yuan Qing opened the box. One was a beast skin scroll, and another was a small purple bell.

"What are the uses of this bell?" Hualing's fingers gently touched the tiny bell, he felt an unusual familiarity from this thing.

"This I don't know," Shui Xing replied humbly. He retreated one step as cold air swept over him from the two cultivators, "the thing I've been guarding has been handed over, this remnant of consciousness won't last much longer. Your Honor, this servant is saying goodbye." Shui gave a respectful posture to Yuan Qing then slowly faded until it disappeared within a grain of light.

"Finally the old thing left," Yuan Qing said heartlessly.

"Ling er, until now do you still think of me as the war god Xue?" However, Yuan was unable to let go of this matter easily.

"You are him," with Hualing's straight gaze answered the question.

"Then can God do this?" Yuan Qing's hand stretched out, Hualing retreated one step.