Chapter 64 The evil surge was so strong that that person could never escape from him again...
It has been a long time since I last saw Yue Ji this young. For a moment, Qi Qing actually felt a little familiar with him. He recalled with emotion those hard days when he had to work day and night and was still tormented by the little brat.
Although he was friendly, he did not hesitate at all and turned around and left.
Being able to see this face could only mean one thing—he was still stuck in his illusion.
I don't know what the triggering rules of these illusions are, they are like nesting dolls, one after another. If this goes on, when will it end?
His steps were not fast, but the child obviously did not expect him to leave immediately. He was stunned for a moment before stumbling and catching up with him, shouting, "Master!"
Qi Qing didn't even turn his head: "You recognized the wrong person."
The little fellow kept chasing him: "Master! Master!"
A chill was approaching from behind. When Qi Qing thought of the pink skeleton in the illusion just now, his hair stood on end and he quickened his pace: "I told you I'm not your master, don't chase me!"
He hadn't known when the surroundings had turned into a rugged mountain road with bumpy roads, which intentionally slowed down his speed.
The young man saw that things were not going well, so he stopped pretending and ran away: "Don't come over! Your master is behind us!"
"Yue Ji" was left behind for a long distance. His short legs couldn't run fast, so he stumbled in panic: "Master——!"
With a loud bang, the small figure fell heavily to the ground and rolled twice.
Hearing the noise, Qi Qing couldn't help but look back, and saw the child's expression that seemed to be about to cry but not cry.
This looked so much like when he first met Yue Ji. The child's hair was slightly messy, his clothes were tattered, his eyes were red, and his expression was very stubborn.
The young man hesitated for a moment, but finally turned his face away.
There is no time to delay. This is just an illusion. Yue Ji himself might still be trapped there, waiting for him to rescue him.
"...Master," the child's trembling voice came from behind, "Don't you want me anymore?"
Qi Qing paused for a moment, but didn't look back: "Yeah."
…
“Upright and kind, pitying the poor and the weak?” The old ancestor glanced at Yue Ji.
Yue Ji knelt straight on the mat, staring at the figure that was getting farther and farther away in the water mirror without saying a word.
His face seemed to turn pale, his Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't even feel his nails digging into his palms. After a long time, he whispered, "Master must have seen through your tricks. It wasn't me, he knows."
The old man laughed: "Boy, do you really think that if you were here, the result would be different?"
He casually brushed across the water mirror, causing ripples. "Look, even though this is an illusion, it also has your appearance, your voice, and his memory of... your first meeting. Even so, have you ever seen him hesitate at all?"
The young man in the water mirror walked away cleanly and decisively, his clothes fluttering in the wind, without any regrets.
Yue Ji just stared at the back, his eyes seemed to burn a hole in it. Seeing this, the old man closed the water mirror and said calmly: "No need to look anymore, your master is polite and modest, knows how to advance and retreat, and usually indulges you only because of the relationship between master and disciple. If you force him again, he will definitely avoid you."
The young man's figure completely disappeared from his sight, his steps were hurried, and every step weighed on Yue Ji's heart.
The suspicion that had been suppressed for two years had grown like a cancer in the bones, taking root in the flesh and blood.
He murmured, "No, Master is just anxious to leave the illusion..."
The kneeling man stood up suddenly, wanting to open the water mirror again to see what was going on. It would be best if he could get in directly and catch his master to ask him questions.
——Why not choose him this time?
But as soon as he moved, the old ancestor waved his sleeves and pushed him back onto the cushion, with a cold light in his eyes and disappointment on his face.
"He is stubborn and refuses to change his ways." The old ancestor said coldly, "With your limited cultivation, you can't even break the barrier of the ancestral hall. What can you do to stop him?"
“Get out of the way!”
Yue Ji couldn't bear to hear this, so he drew out his sword and attacked.
He tried his best to drive his own blood, but the power that allowed him to briefly challenge opponents of higher levels in the past was useless here for the first time.
The old ancestor exchanged a few moves with him as if he was playing. His figure was sometimes real and sometimes illusory, and he didn't even get touched by the corner of his clothes. Finally, the phantom slapped Yue Ji with his hand, and Yue Ji flew backwards several feet, and his back hit the brick wall hard.
“Ahem…”
He wiped the corner of his mouth and tilted his head to avoid the thrown sword. In front of a true strong man, this little resistance was as ridiculous as an ant.
But compared to the embarrassment in front of him, Yue Ji cared more about other things.
He felt a great sense of uneasiness in his heart, not only because of the words of his ancestor, but also because of the foreseeable future.
…The Master will not always choose him.
Yue Ji's wrist trembled slightly as he pulled the sword out of the wall.
As if by some strange coincidence, he suddenly remembered the springtime dream he had when he was fourteen.
In his dream, he imprisoned his master in a dark room without sunlight. The man had taken off all his clothes and his long hair was loose. Whether he was angry or begging, he could only look at him and belong to him. When he woke up, his underwear was sticky and he saw his master's shocked eyes.
Those secret fantasies were extremely clear at this moment. The master had many choices, but he didn't choose them.
So, if he wanted something, he had to take it with his own hands.
The taste of power is too fascinating...what a bullshit ancestral hall, bullshit illusion, by then, it will no longer be a reason to stop him.
He wanted to become strong, strong enough to crush all obstacles.
——So strong that that person can never escape from his grasp.
This realization spread through his mind like a demon, burning his entire body.
The ancestral hall was silent for a moment, and the man holding the sword dragged the sword towards the old man, and the blade made a rustling sound as it scraped against the ground.
Yue Ji's breathing trembled a little. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the spiritual energy around him began to surge.
The ancestral hall was filled with fog, and spiritual energy was madly rushing towards him, as if a hole had been broken there, and the spiritual energy fell into it, but was swallowed up without even a splash.
"Are you going to break through?" Noticing the change in his aura, the old ancestor showed relief and said, "It seems that you have figured it out. Your master and you are not the same kind of people. The right way is to practice well and ascend to the upper realm one day."
He made hand gestures, intending to protect Yue Ji. Unexpectedly, a sword suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking him.
The old ancestor frowned and said unhappily: "You are rude, kid."
"I say," Yue Ji raised his head slowly, his eyes had completely turned into a strange golden color without knowing when, and the red lines under his eyes were burning like fire, so bright that it was shocking: "Get out of the way."
In the spiritual storm, his voice was hoarse and he spoke word by word: "If I don't want to ascend, then I won't ascend. You don't even know... He is the only one I have."
…
After Qi Qing got rid of the child, the scene around him changed again.
There were ghostly shadows all around and the fog was so thick that it was almost impossible to breathe.
A number of stone tablets can be vaguely seen in the fog, and there seems to be a black shadow standing not far away, which seems to be a small building. Although nothing can be seen clearly, the details are much more real than before.
"Changed the map?" He looked around and asked uncertainly.
Suddenly, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power came from the front.
Suddenly, a dragon sucking water appeared in the air, and the spiritual energy was sucked away like water. A strong wind suddenly arose, shattering the mist, which twisted and turned in strands, forming yin and yang fish in the air with the spiritual energy.
Qi Qing was frightened by the strange sight and took a few steps back. He wanted to hide but didn't know where to hide. In a few breaths, the thick fog dissipated completely.
A familiar stone tower stands before us.
I didn't expect that after wandering around in the illusion, I ended up back at the island in the middle of the lake.
The young man was stunned for a moment, looking at the word "Mirage" on the plaque of the stone tower, and suddenly he had an ominous premonition.
The abnormal spiritual power riot was coming from the tower. He released his spiritual sense to investigate and his heart skipped a beat.
There is Yue Ji's aura in the tower!
Qi Qing didn't have time to think too much. He quickly condensed an ice sword and rushed towards the tower gate.
The stone door had no lock and it opened as soon as he touched it. There was actually candlelight inside.
Violent spiritual power continued to pour in, and strong winds blew loudly, making the candle flame flicker and almost go out.
The wall was shaking, and hanging on the screen wall was a painting of unknown age. In the painting, an old man was glaring at him, his body glowing slightly, and at first glance, it looked like a spirit.
Under normal circumstances, Qi Qing would have closed the door and left immediately.
But after opening the door, Yue Ji's presence became more and more obvious. He could only say "I'm sorry" in his heart and walked in with gritted teeth.
"Yue Ji?" He raised his voice and shouted, "Yue Ji, if you are here, just say yes!"
What answered him was an increasingly violent aura.
Qi Qing's heart tightened and he quickly walked around the screen wall. The scene before him made him gasp.
In the ten-foot square space, there was an entire wall of memorial tablets. The memorial tablets were affected by the spiritual power and were shaking, almost falling. A person was kneeling on the cushion in front of him, with his head lowered, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Yue Ji!"
Qi Qing's heart sank suddenly. This situation was exactly the same as the inexplicable discomfort Yue Ji felt when he first entered the secret realm.
He squatted down hurriedly and held Yue Ji's shoulders with both hands: "What's wrong with you?"
The next moment, the kneeling man suddenly exerted force and hugged him tightly in his arms.
"Hiss...be gentle."
His shoulder blade hurt as if it was crushed. Qi Qing couldn't tell him that he was pressing on a part of his body that hadn't healed yet, so he tried to pry his hand open: "Why are you kneeling in someone else's ancestral hall for no reason? Come on, let's get out first..."
Not only could the hands not be pried apart, but they were tightened even more.
The hot breath sprayed on his neck, and Yue Ji asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Just now... why did Master not want me?"
Qi Qing was relieved to hear that he spoke clearly, and said, "That illusion is not you, I recognize it. Come on, get up quickly, this place is not safe."
“Bang!”
The door of the ancestral hall was suddenly slammed shut, shaking the ground.
There was a gust of cold wind, and Qi Qing's unfinished words got stuck in his throat, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
He looked around stiffly, unsure if it was the wind or something unspeakable...
“Master.” Yue Ji called out again, his hands so strong that he almost tore the clothes on his back, and his voice was rarely fragile: “I’m scared.”
Qi Qing then realized that although the person in his arms was kneeling, his whole body was as tense as a fully drawn bow. He whispered, "I'm afraid without you, I'll have nothing... I don't want to go back..."
"I'm not afraid anymore, I'm not afraid anymore." Qi Qing's heart softened, and he tried hard to get him up: "Master is here."
But no matter how he pulled, Yue Ji didn't move at all, as if he had taken root.
Having a bad temper?
Qi Qing finally got angry and said, "Are you still going to listen to my words?"
Yue Ji suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him.
Those phoenix eyes had turned completely golden, with red lines spreading under them strangely, like some kind of ancient and barbaric mark.
A dangerous aura floated around him, and he gripped Qi Qing's shoulders tightly with such force that it was frightening.
Qi Qing instantly became alert and decisively took out the talisman from the ring.
Yue Ji's condition was obviously not right, like a sign of possessedness. He had to quickly seal him up and take him away to prevent him from being ambushed by others.
As soon as the talisman was applied, the person in front of him became much slower in movements. His forehead twitched slightly and a painful whimper escaped from his throat, like a trapped beast.
Qi Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Behave yourself, Master will take you out right away."
He turned around and tried to carry the person on his back, but the person behind him was still restless. He stumbled a few steps and almost knocked over the altar.
"You're capable, aren't you?" Qi Qing laughed in anger and held down his flailing hands: "Tear it off if you can!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a "swish" sound.
The talisman broke into two pieces and fell lightly to the ground, like a white flag of surrender.
Qi Qing was stunned, and closed his eyes in despair. He couldn't help but scold himself: "...Why are you so mean!"
Without any obstruction, a hot hand suddenly grabbed the back of his neck, and the world was spinning in front of his eyes.
Yue Ji pressed him hard on the cold floor tiles, his eyes filled with terrible possessiveness, and he grinned softly: "Master, you brought yourself to me."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
