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Chapter 684

But unlike other cultivators, he didn’t show hatred openly towards these unorthodox cultivators. The other cultivators in their world hate these people due to righteousness but are somewhat practical as they are even willing to use the techniques the Patriarch of Demonic Cultivation had left behind.

It has been a few years since the death of the founder of this unorthodox cultivation. There are lots of cultivators which practice demonic means. They called it demonic because this unorthodox practice allowed an ordinary human to possess the ability that could match a regular cultivator who uses qi. But it wasn’t popular with the masses as those who practice such means had either gone crazy or become ruthless.

Resentment Qi is different from ordinary Qi. This qi is made up of all negativity in this world. More of hatred and anger, so most demonic cultivators had gone insane using this technique because this unorthodox practice was considered evil by most of the sects, especially by the (Blue Fleeting Cloud Sect) Lan Zhuayun Sect.

There are rumors that Chun Hongyun-Jun from the (Blue Fleeting Cloud Sect) Lan Zhuayun Sect and the Founder of the Demonic Cultivation had history.

Some say they are mortal enemies.

Some say they are best friends.

.....

Some say they are lovers.

No one knew what was the truth as the founder of the Demonic Cultivation had died at the hands of his own foster younger brother. His Sect’s Junior brother. There are also rumors that Chun Hongyun-Jun is involved in this matter and others say the Devil Race had something to do with it.

But a miracle happened a year after the death of the Demonic Sect Leader. Those people who died innocently under his hands and his scheme had all come back to life. Not an ordinary revival from death but instead rebirth caused by resurrection. They had their memories before death but no memories of how they were able to come back.

But the carriage that sends them down was from the Upper Realm. Some guess that it involves the immortals from the Heavenly Realm.

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While resentment qi around the whole mansion of Du Clan and its Dining Hall, Hei Anjing was watching from the outside. He could see the red and black energy gathering in the place. One is resentment qi while the other is death qi which is only possessed by living death being like fierce corpses and living ghosts.

He was watching the young disciples inside the hall who were blocked by adults and Jin Sang whom he wanted to meet to give the necklace too. Zhi Yue had just returned from his investigations and appeared behind Hei Anjing.

Zhi Yue spoke, “Reporting to Lord Hei. The Plot of the world had been found. The Villain Jin Sang following the steps of the founder of Demonic cultivation was hated by the whole cultivation world. He wanted to destroy his former sect, Jin Tiangui Sect (Gold Heavenly Turtle Sect). He almost killed the current Sect Leader, Jin Baihua.”

“This world’s protagonist is the adopted son of Chun Hongyun-Jun, Yun Anjie. Despite being a remnant of the destroyed evil clan of Xie, he had grown to become a righteous and kind man like his adopted father. He wanted to save Jin Sang from falling to darkness but was forced to make a choice whether to protect the righteous practice of his clan or to save a friend.”

“In the end, he had chosen the one which resulted in world peace and Jin Sang ended up joining the Devil Race. Becoming the strongest and evilest Demonic Cultivator in their realm. The human cultivators split into two groups, one side with the Devil Race and the others seeking protection from the Immortals. A war between the Infernal Realm and Heavenly Realm took place in the Mortal Realm. This event almost caused the extinction of the human race.”

Hei Anjing listened to the world plot and watched the scene unfolding before him. He had been watching since that living corpse had left. He had also seen them contact someone through a water mirror which is supposed to be a technique found only in the heavenly realm.

“That’s weird. That protagonist gong totally doesn’t have any weird feelings toward the villain. Instead, it felt that he is just a very kind and good-natured child. The other boy with a bit of a rude way of speaking had more interaction with the villain. He even saves him once to avoid his head hitting the tree.”

“You thought so too, Lord Hei? The protagonist gong and the villain don’t seem to have the attraction like the one in the plot. Which is weird,” commented Zhi Yue.

Hei Anjing mumbled, “Moreover, my Mission doesn’t have anything to do with this plot.”

“Of course, my lord. Your identity is a hidden character that didn’t appear in the world plot but had involvement with the Protagonists reaching their goals,” said Zhi Yue. “But... This scene is different from the original plot too. These young disciples are supposed to meet the villain in this dining hall scene in the first place.”

Hei Anjing glanced at Yun Anjie and then at Yun Fan.

“That foul-mouthed brat, he must have caught a trail of resentment qi in my body. I forgot to cover it just now,” said Hei Anjing as he noticed the large group of undead gathering and walking towards the town. To be exact their target is the Du Family Mansion itself.

Seeing a disgusting and unclean scene of almost hundreds of living dead crowds made Hei Anjing frown. As if the veil on his face wasn’t enough to cover the imaginative smell of the dead, he covered his nose with his fan as well.

“Gek! What the hell is this scene? Why is there a sudden zombie seige happening in this scene!?” said Zhi Yue.

Hei Anjinh asked innocently, “Did it just destroy the world plot?”

Zhi Yue wanted to retort ‘You are always destroying the plot. Nothing is new.’ but facing a memoryless Lord Hei, he felt he couldn’t blame an amnesiac Lord as it wasn’t his fault.

“Its... It’s not your fault my lord. In the first place that plot you’ve received is for the vessel you are in. Your soul had never had restrictions even in this world though... There seems to be a penalty this time. But Lord Hei had never failed the missions you’ve received,” said Zhi Yue.

Hei Anjing said, “Really? For some reason, I’m forgetting a lot of things. Either way, as long as my missions are fulfilled then there shouldn’t be any problems.”

“Actually my Lord, there seems to be a problem right now. The protagonist gong and the villain would definitely die here if Lord Hei doesn’t save them. That undead seems to want to eat the villain and they’ve startled to surround the whole mansion! Should we help?” asked Zhi Yue.

Hei Anjing muttered, “The aura of karma coming from that house is so dark. I do not want to save human trash.”

“But those children aren’t included in that bad karma. Are we letting them die here? They are still so young. If Young Master Xiao Jing is here, he should be at least the same age now that a lot of years have passed in Vearth while we are away,” said Zhi Yue.

The God of Destruction suddenly remembered his only son but for some reason, he doesn’t remember who his other half is.

“This is weird. Something is indeed interfering with my memories. I should find some time to unseal it.”

Then his eyes once again fell on the group of children struggling against adults’ selfishness while showing bravery in face of the aura of death.

He murmured, “I did not want to get involved with children and the world’s beloved children but... Anyway, let’s watch first. Let’s just save them once they are on the brink of death.”

“Yue, go find that female fierce corpse that the lad is in danger.”

“As you ordered, my lord!”

Zhi Yue once again leaves with another task from the Lord. Hei Anjing remained watching from a distance. The moon tonight had turned red, giving an eerie atmosphere for the evening. Under the scarlet light, Hei Anjing’s face is cold and expressionless as if looking down on everything under his sight.

—

In the Dining Hall of Du Family Mansion.

Some servants from the Du Family are still surrounding the young disciple from the (Blue Fleeting Cloud Sect) Lan Zhuayun Sect. But this time they themselves can hear the sounds of undead coming from outside the hall.

Growls~ Grraaa~

Yun Fan said, “This sound... Living corpses!? Did you call them here?”

“Just because I am a Demonic Cultivator doesn’t mean I brought them here. But tonight is the red moon, it wouldn’t be surprising to me if they would come here where the death and resentment qi is the strongest. That’s why I told you not to come. This clan is destined to end tonight because of their accumulated bad karma!” said Jin Sang.

Yun Anjie asked, “Why didn’t you warn them or inform any Sects about this?”

“Do you think cultivators are Saints? The bad karma of this family is so thick that getting involved with them would make one be affected by it. Who wants demerits, when what cultivators need to ascend, are merits?” said Jin

As he suddenly remembered the story between the founder of the Demonic cultivation and the Chun Hongyun-Jun of the (Blue Fleeting Cloud Sect) Lan Zhuayun Sect.

Sneers~

“Heh~ right~ you guys are that man’s disciples. A hypocrite who didn’t help his lover when the other Sects besieged our founder. He had chosen righteousness instead of his future Dao companion. Of course! As his disciples, you would be as foolish trying to save these people who don’t deserve to be saved. Hmp!” retorted Jin Sang as he stood up preparing to leave the hall.

Yun Anjie showed anger for the first time and even raised his voice unexpectedly.

“What the hell do you know!? At that time my father was greatly injured trying to protect your founder from the attacks of the other cultivators. In the end, to protect my father from the malice of the cultivation world, that person... That person still chooses to die!”

“Who are you to judge their relationship!? You don’t even know anything so stop trying to act as if you know everything!!” screamed Yun Anjie.

Growls~ Grraaa~ GROWL!!

A few undead entered the mansion and started attacking people inside. Even the young disciples and Jin Sang affected by the smell of bad karma were attacked by some living corpses. The sounds of chaos and cries of fear and agony echo in the hall.

The ordinary humans were either eaten or tried to run away. But such actions are futile as the whole mansion is surrounded by undead. Hei Anjing placed a restriction on the whole mansion. As someone whose duty is to punish the people destined to fall in Purgatory. The crimson barrier only imprisoned those whose merits had reached negative scores. Now he has no memories, he is impartial and would only believe in the Hell scroll in his hands.

The young disciples worked together to push through the crowd of undead. Only Jin Sang seems to have a lighter load to bear as he doesn’t have any burden to carry like Yun Anjie and his team. Plus, he is a Demonic Cultivator. As long as he covers himself with resentment qi, lower-leveled undead would turn a blind eye to him.

“Ah. Ah! Run! The dead are coming!!!”

“No. I don’t want to die!”

“Save me. Please sabe meh!!!”

“Sobs~ sobs~ I’m scared~ waahhh!!!”

The Yun Sect disciples were moving in formation. They tried to protect only the female, elders, and children while the run had longed eaten by the undead.

Yun Anjie said, “Keep the formation! Protect them!!”

“Yes!!”