Born to Disappear

Chapter 47

Ever since Bai Fengying could remember, she had been in the Sky sect as a sect master despite not having a spiritual pulse.

All the elders had reprimanded his teacher for taking mortal humans as disciples and all the juniors had gossiped.

Bai Fengying knew that existence had tarnished the teacher's good reputation, so since young she had always tried to make sense. Not adding to the problem for the teacher.

However, when he was fifteen years old. Something extraordinary happened.

That night he felt like all his bones were broken and re-cracked, like all the tendons in the unplugged and then connected. In her sleep she dreams of a man with an extraordinary appearance, but can't she remember how it looks.

He was like he was in a magnificent room, advising a man with a chest full of flames because of how stubborn the man's head was.

"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!" Throughout life, Bai Fengying had never gone through the current situation, but she could feel a stifling anger.

"You can ask the heavenly law." The figure that he did not remember his appearance replied nonchalantly, making the anger in his heart grow increasingly violent.

Even when he had opened his eyes, the anger did not disappear.

His teacher said he had been unconscious for three days. Medical experts say if the pain is caused by physical reconstruction.

For a moment Bai Fengying was stunned. What does physical reconstruction mean? Was his physique rebuilt?

Will in the future he be able to cultivate?

Bai Fengying looked at the teacher who had been taking care of her for a dozen years. Amongst his worries, he found happiness from the look in the man's eyes.

"Does that mean I will be able to cultivate?" Bai Fengying asked doubtfully.

"of course! With this talent of yours, forming a gold core before the age of fifty is not impossible!" The ever-quiet Sky sect master turned enthusiastic.

"That's great!" Fengying will not humiliate the teacher anymore!

Bai Fengying closed her eyes tightly then shook her head twice, not knowing why she suddenly recalled the events of thirty-eight years ago.

He looked up, looking at the signboard installed above the gate.

Star Palace.

From outside the gate whose door leaf had been broken, Bai Fengying could see most of the main building had collapsed into rubble while some others showed varying damage.

Not like a building that has been abandoned for a long time. Although this palace was damaged into rubble, but it was very clean with neatly cut grass without leaves scattered.

"The abode of the Gods is truly extraordinary!"

Porcelain fragments were scattered on the floor. Bai Fengying picked up a jade cup at the end of her shoe, her feelings twisted and sadness crept in her heart.

He put the cup on the table that was still intact and then moved away, reluctant to explore the uncomfortable feeling.

Out of the front building, he headed to the side courtyard. Towering shelves filled the outer hall with each accommodating a jade scroll.

Bai Fengying took out a random scroll and opened it. The scroll was empty, not a word was in it. There's no one scratch picture anyway.

It is said that the star palace is the residence of the Star God who governs human destiny. In the story, in the palace there are high shelves containing records that contain the path of life of all living things in the world. Perhaps all of that was true, but after the fall of the ninth heaven and the gods disappeared. The book of fate may no longer be useful.

Bai Fengying had opened over ten scrolls, but all were just empty scrolls.

If all the stories were true, then the empty scroll in his hand should have been a destiny book within the legends.

He chuckled cynically, he was sure more than half of the cultivators who entered the ruins were hoping to find his fate book, trying to peek at the secrets of the heavens. But now what they wanted was just empty parchment, useless.

Bai Fengying put down the empty scroll she took back to where it was then passed away. Passing through the collapsed side wall, he passed through the spacious courtyard with a fully flowering wisteria tree, looking like a giant purple umbrella.

Under the tree was a stone table with two sets of stone chairs that looked new, as if untouched by time.

Walking closer, Bai Fengying found a set of chess boards that had yet to finish the game.

'When the building is destroyed, why does this chessboard look untouched?' he thought, thinking if this situation seems strange.

"Ughhh!" Bai Fengying groaned and her back curved, a piercing pain assaulting the head. He gripped his black strands tightly before releasing them slowly. Upholding his back, the brilliant eyes full of youthful vigor disappeared, changing with a blank dark gaze.

The fingers that held the sword all year took one white pawn by the side, then placed it on the chessboard. He was silent after doing those two actions, as if waiting for something.

Still with a blank look, he looked up. Seeing a beam of light between the sturdy branches, drifting down at a constant speed.

When Bai Fengying looked like she had lost her soul, Chen Qinyang immediately found misfortune. Not only did he fall on top of the pile of ruins, he was also mired in a hole after taking two hard-earned steps.

It was great when something waiting for him was a quiet underground river, instead of rocks or a hard expanse of land.

Although not life-threatening, some superficial cuts and skin scratches still feel painful when exposed to water. Chen Qinyang really wanted to curse, but could only swallow it back he was currently struggling out of the water.

Cussing not only made him choke on river water, but also needed power. And saving lives is worth more than swearing!

His power is too valuable if only used to curse.