Born to Disappear

Chapter 46

Three years later,

Eight years ago before Yuan Qing's identity as the Demon King was exposed, the Soaring Cloud sect master had shared information regarding the possible location of the ninth heaven ruin on the Heaven's Path sect master as the territory's in charge.

On the agreement of both sides, this information was as if it were the master of another sect. For a moment it sparked a commotion and enthusiasm.

Some impatient people repeatedly ignored the warning and swallowed the unstable entrance. After so many cultivators were no longer out after entering the door, there was gradually no more impulsive people looking to die.

Each of the sects sent representatives, keeping the doors in turns in order to prevent some impatient parties.

Eight years later, as Hualing had predicted. There was an abnormal condition on the door that had been guarded, surprising all the students on duty.

The elders of each sect were running around that night as well, roundly bringing back the news to the sect. Rumored if the secret door would open completely in less than a month.

With the fastest speed the sects gathered their best disciples, seizing as much as possible with limited quota.

Hualing as one of the five peak master direct disciples naturally obtained this quota. Entering the flying boat was only three days after the news came out, making the Soaring Cloud sect the fastest sending disciple.

Led by Liu Xing Sheng, the only disciple of the sect master and guided by the third peak master, a flying boat with the symbol of Soaring Clouds rushed towards the border between the Northern Qi and Southern Qi countries.

The deserted border town instantly became lively. Small inns and simple shops will be crowded with visitors. Incredible and charming figures appear clustered in four or five members. Enthusiasm radiated across their pair of eyes, impatiently waiting for the opening of the door to the ruins.

When the other disciples guessed about how incredible the ruins of the ninth heaven were, Hualing sat inside a simple inn room. In his hand was a small purple bell while the gaze could not escape from it.

"I've been standing here for thirty minutes and Ling'er is still ignoring me."

Hualing raised his gaze at the young man standing in front of the open window. The back rests on the kunsen while both hands fold in front of the chest. The young man had a gentle charming face, inversely proportional to the petty smile on his lips and a pair of red irises.

This young man was naturally Yuan Qing who had completely turned into a Demon King. For the sake of entering the rest of the ruins without causing a commotion, he had put on a perfect disguise.

"Did you remember? Eight years ago while searching for the location of the ruins, we also spent the night in this room. Who would have thought, eight years later this room is still the place of our reunion after a long time did not meet." A pair of sturdy hands coiled around Hualing's waist while his chin was piled on the girl's narrow shoulders.

"Have you forgotten? We just didn't meet for six or seven days during the trip" Hualing said with pursed lips.

"Seven days is a long time. Do you know? An hour of not seeing Ling'er makes my heart uneasy, not seeing seven days can drive me crazy. So, won't Ling'er comfort your troubled lover?" The gentle bite in Hualing's ear ended Yuan Qing's shameless expression. Make the first one squeal and the two palms cover the mouth.

Fear if embarrassing sounds escape when a small bite turns into a lick and suction.

...****************...

Ten days after the Soaring Cloud sect disciples arrived, the earth rumbled; beasts were running around; the blue sky turned orange. The door to the ruins of the Ninth Heaven opened faster than expected.

The border town that had been boisterous for more than ten days became silent again as cultivators crowded the border forest. Flocked through the mouth of the cave which turned into a sluice that will ripple when touched.

Hualing and Yuan Qing again came to the forefront upon entering the secret realm. Both of them had been routinely to check from a distance, so the slightest anomaly would not be missed.

As when entering the tomb of His Eternal Majesty Shui Xing, this time every cultivator would arrive at a different place despite passing through the same door.

Hualing looked up, looking at the blue sky with a charming combination of magenta and vermilion. The immortal energy was so rich even though it was not as dense as he remembered.

If only there were no rows of damaged palaces in the distance, Hualing would think if this was the time. When his master was still the God of war.

Hualing closed his eyes for a moment before stepping. Cross the vast field with small flowers in front and peach trees as far as the eye can see in the back.

If he was not mistaken, the peach forest and the half-destroyed building behind should be the palace of the Immortality God. And the damaged building across this vast field was the Star God Palace, after which was the palace of the War God.

Without much consideration, Hualing moved forward. Only to be surprised to realize his body felt much lighter. Nimble moving a man riding the wind.