Mission: Seduce the Master!-Chapter 313: Before the end [I]

It was unclear how many minutes had passed—Xie Qing had even begun to lose sensation. His thoughts were extraordinarily calm, as if this was the long-desired tranquility.

However, there was a sensation of heat in his heart—as if something was tearing him apart from within. It was precisely because of this sensation that he was able to regain consciousness.

"Fuck! What's happening to me?!" Xie Qing muttered in shock, then abruptly covered his mouth with his hand and began to look around.

Fortunately, it seemed that no one had heard his whisper, and everything around remained quiet. He pursed his lips in relief, then frowned.

"My mind is in chaos. I can't gather my thoughts properly... and... what?"

He looked into his dantian in shock and discovered that... it was in chaos! Immortal Qi was trying to absorb Superior Qi!

"This... where did I get Immortal Qi from?" Xie Qing was puzzled and entered a state of meditation to control his energy: "And... my cultivation level. It's at the fourth stage of the Copper Immortal. What does this mean?"

Indeed! His cultivation level had risen on its own, and he hadn't even noticed! By all accounts, this was very strange. Anxiety rose in his heart.

"What could this mean? I was sure that there was no Qi in this space. Where am I absorbing Immortal Qi from?"

He wasn't even happy about the breakthrough to a new stage—after all, he had achieved his childhood dream and become immortal. No, on the contrary, it aroused his suspicion.

However, Xie Qing could do nothing. He felt his mind slipping away with each second. Gritting his teeth, the man made a decision—to enter a state of deep meditation, close his mind, and hope that he would be alright.

***

Again, it was unclear how much time had passed. Xie Qing's body was still suspended in this dark and dead space, and his mind was closed off from external stimuli, as if he were under a dome.

During this time, his cultivation level had risen again. This time, he was at the seventh stage of the Copper Immortal.

Was this absurd? Absolutely, for such a cultivation speed had not been seen since ancient times.

"..."

After some time, Xie Qing opened his eyes again, but his gaze had changed—it had become colder and more apathetic. He looked at his hands and snorted.

"I ended up in the Realm of Forgetting and Darkness? Disappointing. As expected, reincarnation does affect talent," the man thought and sighed, examining his dantian: "Seventh stage. Not bad. Considering that I've been sitting here absorbing Primordial Qi, it's no surprise. How amusing. If someone had thrown me back to the times when I was the Executioner, I would have torn the Heavenly Emperor apart."

His manner of speech, talkativeness, the coldness in his eyes—none of this belonged to the original Xie Qing. This was the Executioner.

"My memories... so I haven't fully restored them? Well, considering how weak this body was, it's no surprise," the man thought and raised an eyebrow, his face contorting: "So many women among his partners... god... since when did I become so cool?"

Exploring his memories, the Executioner found parts about Xu Mei and other women. For a moment, his heart was filled with a sense of love and attachment, as well as loneliness.

But these feelings did not belong to the Executioner, but rather to Xie Qing, Xu Mei's disciple. So he remained silent.

"To think, life is so amusing. I lived for so many years, driven by the goal of revenge, and in the end, I became such a slacker. What would Yao Yao think if she saw this?" the Executioner thought with a bitter smile and sighed: "Nevertheless, we are one and the same person."

Now, the Executioner was the main part of this body, although before it had been a mix where Xie Qing occupied 99%, and the Executioner's memories only 1%. Now, the roles had reversed.

"Ugh..."

Standing up... if that's the right way to put it, the Executioner looked around. This gloomy space was familiar to him to the point of hatred. It was in this place that he had reincarnated.

"I know you're here," Xie Qing said to the void with an indifferent expression and narrowed his eyes: "Show yourself already, Forgotten Evil."

"Hu... hu... hu... hu... ha... ha..."

In the empty space, a slow laughter echoed, making Xie Qing's body break out in goosebumps. However, he just clicked his tongue and continued to stare into the void.

"What's so funny?" the Executioner snorted and released his aura. Logically, light should have emanated from him, but it was immediately absorbed by the space.

Xie Qing showed no emotion on his face, as if he already knew about this. And then, after a long period of time...

"I... am... surprised... Executioner," a slow voice sounded, as if a giant were speaking. The space began to tremble: "You... have... come... to... me... again? Fate..."

"Fate?" Xie Qing's face contorted in disgust upon hearing Forgotten Evil's words, and he snorted, waving his hand as if shooing away flies: "I am not subject to Fate."

"Ha... ha... ha! HA! HA! HA!"

"..."

Xie Qing frowned, hearing the mocking laughter that made everything around shake. His mood soured.

"You... say... you... are... not... subject... to... Fate?" Forgotten Evil repeated, then continued mockingly: "You... are... a... fool... human..."

"..." Xie Qing paused briefly to calm himself, then continued: "Enough nonsense, return me to the Heavenly Dao."

"Re...turn?" Forgotten Evil suddenly said, then a powerful aura struck Xie Qing in the face.

He did not move, even when a thick black energy hit him in the face. The only change in his expression was a frown, and a killing intent appeared in his eyes.

"Ha... ha... I... am... just... joking..." Forgotten Evil replied slowly, then continued in the same manner: "I... can... but... in... exchange?"

"..."

Xie Qing relaxed his facial muscles, returning to his indifferent expression. He took a rather long pause, and Forgotten Evil did not interrupt him. After some time...

"I..."

***

"Useless struggles, foolish woman," said the indifferent immortal, pointing the tip of his sword at Xu Mei.

Her condition was terrible—countless deep wounds covered her body, and blood flowed continuously. She was on the verge of death.

"Amusing. Mortals always entertain me with their hopes," the immortal sneered and twirled the hilt in his hands, as if mocking her: "No matter how hard you try, you will not become immortals? Know why? Because the Heavenly Emperor restricts you. After all, he fears that his power will be suppressed."

"..."

Xu Mei did not respond. She simply could not. Despair and sadness filled her heart.

She was not thinking about victory. Her thoughts were filled with thoughts of Xie Qing. She closed her eyes, feeling her body weaken.

"Foolish... disciple..."

Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.

The immortal, seeing this, just snorted, then swung his sword. The tip of the sword glowed brightly, and then... freeωebnovēl.c૦m