I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

Chapter 783

Hei Anjing comforts the man by giving him a hug and a pat on the back. They remained in this position for some time until they both became calm. They locked eyes and stared at each other.

While Hei Anjing’s silver irises remain emotionless, Yun Xiajie’s red eyes were filled with adoration. However, Yun Xiajie didn’t mind his sweetheart’s vacant stare this time.

Instead, he gave him a gentle grin as if he were admiring his most priceless gem.

Hei Anjing spoke, “A’Xia, your eyes are beautiful.”

Being that this was the first time anyone had praised the hue of his eyes, Yun Xiajie wasn’t sure how to respond. His crimson eyes are what most cultivators are afraid of. They claim it made them uncomfortable and has a tint similar to blood. The majority of devils are said to have red eyes, according to rumors. Many cultivators were afraid of it as a result.

His older brother, Yun Huaxia, claims that he was born with golden eyes. But as he ages, his eyes start to turn crimson for no apparent reason. Even his father and uncle claim that many of their relatives had such eyes, therefore it must have been in their bloodline.

Because Yun Xiajie’s power and cultivation are greater than that of the majority of individuals in the cultivation world, no one dares to comment on his eyes, thus he doesn’t give a damn what people think of them. No one, however, makes any praises about it. Hei Anjing was the first person to say those words to him, and most possibly the only person in the entire world to do so.

He is thrilled by a little comment like this from his beloved.

.....

As his almond-shaped eyes narrowed into a gentle stare, Yun Xiajie’s lips slightly curled into a smile. Yun Xiajie asked, “Really?”

“Yes, I like it,” Hei Anjing nods without any hesitation.

A powerful undead in a cultivator’s robe suddenly charged the two while they were engaged in flirting, causing them to forget why they were there. As soon as Yun Xiajie became aware of it, he pulled out his sword and parried the other player’s attack. All around, there were noises of weapons clashing. Yun Xiajie momentarily jumps back with Hei Anjing in his arms.

In fear that he may interfere with his struggle, Yun Xiajie’s lover refrained from moving while he was in his arms. Yun Xiajie rejoiced in his heart as he watched his beloved’s submissive form. He had to kiss his Jing’er on the forehead, so he did so by lowering his head.

Chun Hongyun-Jun declared, “Jing’er, I will fight this one. Go ahead and examine what you wanted inside the formation in front of us. I will pick you up soon.”

Hei Anjing nods in agreement with his lover’s words as he casts a quick check over the strange-looking live corpse in front of him.

Mo Bing Jingling-Jun remarked, “Please don’t kill it. Try to capture it alive for me, A’Xia.”

Yun Xiajie didn’t ask as to the reason for his intention to capture this zombie, but because his lover had asked him to do so, he would unquestionably comply. He then remembered something and offered his Jing’er a black flute from his robes.

Chun Hongyun-Jun said, “I will catch him for you. I don’t know what happened to your weapon, Yongshen, but I’ve made this flute for you. You can use this temporarily to fight. I will come to find you as soon as I capture this man. Go ahead, Jing’er.”

“Um. Don’t get hurt, A’Xia,” said Hei Anjing.

Yun Xiajie responded, “I will. you too.”

After that, Yun Xiajie departed to capture the zombies that his sweetheart had requested he captures. Before he transforms into an undead, it would take some time to capture it because it appears to be fairly powerful. Hei Anjing follows suit as he moves in the direction of the formation in front of him.Please visit f????????e????o??????. co??

Hei Anjing merely needs to poke something with his hand. Death Valley’s protective structure in the center broke. Such a complex construct might be entirely destroyed by a single touch from an immortal like Lord Hei. A little mansion suddenly materialized in front of his eyes once the formation was broken.

A forlorn, uninhabited mansion that appears to be close to collapsing. But Hei Anjing, who was examining the mansion with a critical eye, was exceedingly difficult to conceal because of how high his cultivation stage was, to begin with. He looked around with his heavenly eyes. He was astounded by how intense the qi of death and resentment was in this location. At this location, evil karma is also congregating. Hei Anjing witnessed something even worse than what he did in the Du Family Mansion.

Hei Anjing only entered the home after blocking all exits from the estate, murmuring, “What type of horrible human lives in this disgusting place.”

—

Using a monitoring orb he installed throughout the exterior and interior of his home, Cao Rumin kept an eye on the situation outside from within the mansion. He had seen Hei Anjing demolish the protective arrangement he had constructed around his home. He didn’t just block the house’s entrance to the dead with this formation. Additionally, it obscures his residence from view for anyone outside who is unaware of its presence.

“He broke my formation with a poke, is he the immortal Huahua is referring to and does this imply that the veiled guy is the Ice Demonic Fairy and the progenitor of the undead?” Cao Rumin said.

“If that Chun Hongyun-Jun cares for him that much means that this man is indeed the late Bai Wuan. How come he suddenly becomes an immortal after a rebirth?”

Hmm~

“Well, whatsoever, as long as he can aid in rousing Yueguang, I suppose.”

—

The mansion’s interior was obscure from the outside. The house’s interior is filled with pricey items that are flawlessly maintained and clearly have not aged. Human habitation is still evident in it.

Additionally, some undead is employed there as staff members. He is personally welcomed by Cao Rumin.

Cao Rumin spoke, “Greeting to the Patriarch of Death, Bai Wuan.”

“My surname is Hei. Bai is my uncle and aunt’s name,” said Hei Anjing.

His eyes were utterly chilly this time, but his face remained expressionless. Hei Anjing immediately made it apparent that he didn’t care for Cao Rumin.

Hei Anjing spoke, “You are... A demonic Cultivator aren’t you?”

“Amazing~ is that the Heavenly Eyes they talk about? The one they say could peer through the truths of the world,” said Cao Rumin. “Yes, I am a demonic cultivator.”

Hei Anjing said, “You know that we are coming? Because the current Sect Master of the Jin Tiangui Sect (Gold Heavenly Turtle Sect).”

When Hei Anjing recounted Jin Baihua’s involvement with him, Cai Rumin abruptly lost his smile.

There is no way he could have left any evidence linking him to his friend Jin Baihua.

“I do not know what you are talking about,” said Cao Rumin trying to deny Hei Anjing’s words.

However, King Wuan, the God of Punishment, who had the scroll of life and death, is aware of more than heaven, particularly the relationships and hidden secrets that exist between people. Hei Anjing was presented with a black scroll, and all it took was a quick glance to reveal what was written on it. He doesn’t give a damn if the mortal in front of him contradicts what he said. Even when he noticed his uncle’s name on the scroll, he scowled. This person was quite close to his uncle.

‘This man is going to die today,’ thought Hei Anjing. ‘He would undoubtedly be picked up by White and Black and sent to Purgatory as a punishment. He isn’t entirely bad, though. The issue is that without me, the Judiciary Hall is useless, and the God of Judgement, who had mysteriously vanished, is no longer in charge. Well, whatever.’

Hei Anjing eventually turned to face Cao Rumin as he closed the black scroll bearing his name.

Ever since the black scroll arrived, the latter felt a strange feeling. He sensed that his whole essence was being restrained by something.

Hei Anjing spoke, “Bring me to Xue Yueguang. You have my uncle’s body with you don’t you?”

Cao Rumin believed he had just heard the silliest thing he had ever heard. He had no idea that this upper-realm immortal would refer to Xue Yueguang as his uncle. He had a somewhat twisted expression since he appeared so astonished.

“U-Uncle!? Yueguang is your uncle?!!” Exclaimed Cao Rumin in disbelief.

Hei Anjing was still holding an expressionless gaze at the dumbfounded person in front of him.

No one else would be able to draw out his emotions but Chun Hongyun-Jun. So this man looks like a joke in his eyes.

“He is my maternal uncle. An immortal from the Heavenly Realm.”

“You are lying! Yueguang isn’t from the Upper Realm! How can you immortal let your bloodline be mingled with a mortal’s blood? You! Who had always looked down on humans as even less than ants! How can you love someone from this realm!?”

Cao Rumin vehemently disputed all of the information regarding Xue Yueguang and the Upper Realm. What do people consider to be immortal? They are heavenly-defying beings that are out of their reach and that they can only observe in the distance. You might not even come into their sight, much less gain their adoration.

“We, immortals, aren’t much different from you mortals. It’s just that we despise the weak, especially the shameless one who only sticks for the reason of greed.” Hei Anjing said, “For the chosen one we choose to love regardless if they are humans, gods, or devil, the choice will be determined by us. Like how I’ve decided to descend just to look for A’Xia and like how my uncle choose that one from Fan Family.”

“Anyway~ stop wasting my time. I order you to bring me to my uncle. Cao Rumin.” said Hei Anjing.

Hei Anjing may not have intended to employ one of his skills, but he did. Authority. It is possible to exert control through speech. This power enables orders that cannot be reversed.

Cao Rumin was ready to talk more when all physical control over his body suddenly vanished. He watches his own feet move as though he were a puppet, and his leg and feet both move independently.

‘I’m certain that... This is my legs and my body! Why am I no longer able to control it? Is that bitch it!? I’ve never heard of Bai Wuan possessing such a talent!’ The contemplations of Cao Rumin.

Hei Anjing’s body directed Cao Rumin’s body to lead the way to the underground chamber that resembled a temple. He passed a prison-like hall and spotted a few folks who were evidently experimented on to become living corpses with consciousness. He stopped in front of the prison when he noticed Jin Shiyan, who is somewhat reminiscent of the young man from his memories. This man who is supposed to be dead is alive before his eyes.

“Stop for a bit, Cao Rumin,” Hei Anjing said.

Cao Rumin’s body obeyed Hei Anjing’s commands and stopped, but even after the order was carried out, he was still unable to control anything.

“What did you do to me?!” Cao Rumin yelled. “I didn’t even touch you, much less approach you. How the hell can you control me!?”

Hei Anjing remarked, “This king didn’t allow you to speak. I command you to shut up,” without even turning to face Cao Rumin, whose jaws closed in response.

The man in the cell in front of him seems so frail and filthy. This man’s skeletal frame gave the impression that he had passed away, but for some reason, he is still barely alive.

Sigh~

Hei Anjing only needed to sign in order to cause the cell bars to freeze and dissolve at his command. He took a step, and the ice beneath him spread. The muddy, filthy floor was covered in ice right away. Even the man’s chains paused for a brief while before snapping.

Thud! The loud sound of the skeletal man hitting the ground was enough to wake the individual up. As expected, it was Jin Shiyan.

“Argg, Jin Baihua, you bitch! If you dare to touch my wife and son, I will murder you even after I become a ghost!” screams a pained Jin Shiyan.