Born to Disappear

Chapter 31

"The state of Zhou Liangyi, is this the work of your hands?" Hualing asked Yuan Qing who was walking leisurely by the side.

"I only planted such a small amount of demonic energy, but to be able to expand so far was certainly the result of Zhou Liangyi's own efforts." he replied casually, "does Ling'er blame me?" tanyanya.

"Doing this, you must have your own considerations." Hualing replied no less casually.

"Ling'er, how is your tolerance so high? Have you decided to fall in love with me?" Yuan Qing asked and grabbed Hualing's hand. Grasping it tightly, but filled with tenderness.

Hualing's face flushed red, as if burning with steam billowing from the head. Seeing this, Yuan Qing could not help but giggle amusedly.

"Ah Qing, bullshit!" Hualing exclaimed in annoyance. But her red face showed absolutely no annoyance, but like a young girl who could not resist the temptation of affection.

"I really want to know, do you also think of this as nonsense?" he said with a smile that Hualing said was very suspicious, making the second one quickly go away only to be caught again.

The second peak is called the green bamboo peak. However, the bamboo tree that became the origin of the name is only found in the back yard of the top master.

While the shade of the right and left of the path is a towering plum tree, clustered to form a shaded canopy that shaded.

Under the shadow of the trees, Hualing was pressed with his back attached to the trunk of the plum tree while his lips were held captive by Yuan Qing.

Lips are intertwined, both hands are grasping each other and eyes are tightly closed. Despite initially resisting, Hualing was unable to deny his comfortably pounding heart. For as long as he could remember, he had never felt these things. In his mind there was only devotion for the God, there was only obedience or rebellion.

Even after fifty years he was in the mortal realm. This feeling never came.

Due to Lan Shi's influence, she had read many romantic stories. To him all those stories are not worth mentioning, just nonsense. Heart beating? The flapping of the butterfly wings softly in the stomach? A tickling feeling in a comfortable heart? To him all that is just an exaggerated expression in a romantic story.

"Ah Qing!" Hualing tried to summon Yuan Qing between his gasped breaths. The man's face was so close that their noses touched and lips stroked gently when speaking.

He did not know since when their grasp of hands had come off, but when all passed his hand had coiled around Yuan Qing's neck. Preventing his incarnation the God retreated.

For the time being he regretted for sneering the flowery word in the storybook, because the current one he felt was more than that. His heart was pounding with bliss that could not be explained.

"Ling'er, don't look at me with that look or I won't be able to hold it in anymore." Yuan Qing said as he closed Hualing's eyes with his palm. Yuan Qing could feel Hualing's eyelashes trembling, tickling palms creeping into his heart.

"Ling'er, I think you are not the servant of the war god but the fox goddess. If not, how can you tease me like this?" Yuan Qing said beside Hualing's ear. His voice was heavy, looking like he was holding something. "I really want to eat you!" he continued with a heavy voice.

"I'm not food" said Hualing, turning his face away with the back of his right hand covering his lips.

"To me you are the most delicious food," Yuan Qing's temptation still did not stop. He replied with his tongue wetting his lower lip, making Hualing's face flushed to the ears.

"Be-stop bullshit!" ignoring all the embarrassment, Hualing pushed aside Yuan Qing and left in a hasty step.

"Blue flower bells!" Hualing exclaimed with pursed lips, his face could not be any redder than this, "can I borrow it?" tanyanya.

"Why so sad?" Yuan Qing shortened the distance, standing before Hualing he took out the small bell, "no need to borrow, if Ling'er likes then you can have it." he continued then inserted the blue flower bell into Hualing's grasp.

"This is a heaven-level artifact, how can I retrieve it?" there was still a speck of tears in the corner of Mat Hualing, making the Yuan Qing who was in front of him feel soft.

"Why not? It was just an artifact, even if Ling'er wanted me then this Yuan Qing would happily give it away." it seemed that Yuan Qing would not give up the slightest time to tease Hualing.

"Stop the bullshit!" then he left in a hurry. Yuan Qing chuckled, 'Ling'er is so adorable!' thought.

The flowery sense in his heart instantly disappeared as Yuan Qing felt a look sweeping across his back. His face cooled, his eyes turning sharp. He looked with the corner of his eye, the thin but dense demonic energy he released. The eyes that were watching him were looking so intensely, looking at him like prey.

The demonic energy he unleashed struck swiftly right from the direction the predator's gaze was coming from. Two energies clashed, a small explosion was heard. A dense demonic energy swept out, drying up every plant and tree within a hundred meter radius.

Yuan Qing's frown furrowed deeply, 'Where did this demon come from?' ask in the heart. The eye that was scouting him was definitely a demon, or a shard of demonic consciousness.

"That demonic energy should have come from this direction!" Yuan Qing turned his gaze at the origin of the voice. Without wasting a word he moved away, leaving behind three disciples who only found empty air with demonic energy left.

"Which devil is brave enough to make a scene in our noble sect?" the first disciple said with anger.

"Being able to make the plant dry within a hundred meters, shouldn't be a little devil." the second disciple commented, inflicting a sense of horror on the hearts of his two comrades.

"I'll go report to the sect master! One remained here and another reported to peak master Cao!" said another disciple then left without waiting for the response of two others.

"No need to go, I'm already here." And Cao Ping's sudden presence was enough to shock the two remaining disciples.

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That day was an extremely extraordinary day for the soaring Cloud sect. Not only did their pride sect give birth to the son of fate, but also a peak master steeped in demonic techniques. Not to mention the incident a few hours ago, where a disciple broke through the residence of the sect master to preach the events of the demons.

Neither Zhang Junqing nor Cao Ping who arrived first could not help but be surprised.

"The energy of a demon cultivator won't be this close." Zhang Junqing looked around at the dried up trees and dead plants.

"It shouldn't be a demon cultivator, but a real demon!" Cao Ping replied with certainty.

"Could it be the demon king in the prophecy?" Zhang Junqing looked at Cao Ping with his brows furrowed.

"It's not clear, but continuing testing should be done immediately." Cao Ping replied later.