Destiny is ashes

Chapter 692 The taste of home
"interesting."

An Jing narrowed his eyes. After experiencing the Broken Blade Mountains incident, he had his own opinion on the existence of the demon.

Although demonized people may be extreme, the [Devils themselves] are not "indulgent" or "self-indulgent" beings. In fact, they are extremely rational and purposeful. It is hard to say whether they have emotions or not. Generally, they rely on the creatures they possess to gain relevant emotions and wisdom.

Assuming that there is indeed a higher will behind these monsters, then their purpose is probably to alert the enemy and force me to take action.

Then, an ambush for me? In the Mingjing Sect? This was a bit exaggerated. Even the Heavenly Demon would not do such a thing.

So... you're just planning on communicating with yourself?

Just like the time at Broken Blade Mountain? The great demon named Xiu Ming wanted to "persuade" me to join them. So this time, was it Xiu Ming again? Or was it some other great demon who wanted to "talk" with me?
"understood."

Retracting his thoughts, although An Jing was not quite clear about Tianmo's purpose, he had already mastered the best response strategy: no matter what!
Of course, it's not really regardless.

The monsters that affect the development of the land should be killed. In a few days, An Jing will personally lead the team to wipe them all out.

The so-called "don't care" means to ignore all possible hints from the demons and never take the initiative to look for them, but wait for the demons to expose themselves and come to find him.

At that time, An Jing will be able to wait for the opportunity, whether it is to make them pay a price, or to directly kill one or two incarnations, or even to capture a few demons to extract intelligence, he can do it.

"Ye Qi, take a rest today. I hope all the Sons of Disaster will gather at the center of the manor before noon tomorrow. I have something important to announce to them."

"Yes, senior brother!"

After giving the instructions, An Jing had complete faith in Gu Yeqi's abilities. During this evening, in addition to taking a short nap, he also needed to organize the wonderful tools that would be demonstrated tomorrow.

Gu Yeqi left.

Although she was very happy and excited and wanted to stay with An Jing for a while longer, there was still a long time to come and there was no need to rush. Now that she had been busy all day, she really needed to rest so that she could better complete her tasks the next day and keep up with An Jing's pace.

And An Jing also came to his own hut.

This is an ordinary, unremarkable wooden and stone hut with a stove, a bedroom and a square table. In the simple manor of Mingguang Peak, people wash in the shared bathroom and eat in the shared kitchen, so each house can be simple.

An Jing was also used to this simplicity. He stopped at the door, took a moment, and did not go in immediately.

A wonderful feeling is growing.

【Family】

Although it is simple, and you can even say that it is just a wooden and stone shed with a bed inside, a peaceful feeling called home appears in this small house.

As I stepped in, a warm breeze blew. Gu Yeqi had already lit the heater, and there was even some lingering fruity scent on the girl's body.

“Does this make me weak?”

An Jing closed his eyes.

Before he felt the goodness, he subconsciously raised his guard, because even a moment of relaxation could bring fatal threats.

Warriors have no room for relaxation and calmness.

But the next moment, An Jing opened his eyes. The black-haired young warrior raised his eyes slightly, turned his head to look out the window, his eyes as bright as ever.

Outside the house, the light was like the brightest moon. The light and water vapor rising from the Lingsha Lake on the top of Mingguang Peak turned into moist spiritual energy bit by bit and spread to the surroundings. The light of the stars and the moon penetrated through layers of clouds and fell on the quiet manor at the foot of the mountain. The excitement and noise caused by An Jing's arrival had calmed down. As Gu Yeqi announced the order, everyone went back to rest, waiting for the arrival of the next day with great anticipation.

The rolling hills and peaks guard Mingguang Peak like subjects guarding their king. Flocks of birds fly around the spiritual clouds on the top of the peak, just like the scenery in a famous ink painting.

"This is my base, the place that is truly 'my'."

Knowing this in his heart, An Jing smiled.

Of course not. He certainly wouldn't become weak because of this.

He likes it here, likes this feeling, but he won't stop or waver because of this feeling, nor will he be threatened by it.

On the contrary, he will become more determined.

If someone wants to destroy, he resists. If someone wants to threaten, he takes revenge.

The sword and the warrior will never compromise.

"Look, Fuxie."

An Jing whispered, "After a long journey, I finally arrived at this perfect land. Although there are traitors and ghosts, I am still not safe, but here, I am the master by right. Without the constraints of Dachen and Tianyi Demon Cult, no one will question me no matter what I do."

"And next, I will start the first step of my plan... the first step to fully utilize our multi-dimensional teleportation abilities."

"That's hardly the first step."

Fu Xie chuckled and said, "You have done better than anyone could imagine. That is why you are standing here... Of course, if your goal is not 'success' but 'heaven and earth', then this is really just the first step."

"It has been like this since the beginning." An Jing replied. He walked towards the bed and lay down on it comfortably. "But now, I want to take a nap first."

The high-quality quilt still had the smell of being dried in the sun during the day. You could faintly hear the crackling of the smoldering charcoal fire in the stove, the chirping of insects outside the house, and the faint sound of birds flapping their wings coming from a very far distance.

The sky is filled with clouds and mist, and the moon is hidden in the night.

An Jing chose to fall into a peaceful sleep with a smile on his face.

In his dream, he dreamed.

I dreamed of a sword.

The unstoppable, final and ultimate destruction has arrived. The abyss is spreading, and even nothingness will be reduced to the most absurd mistake, falling into endless depravity.

[You know, we can't win. This is not an opponent that can be defeated.]

There were many, many voices, and their words revealed a sense of decadence and a hint of despair.

But the light gathered towards a slender figure and a sharp divine sword. All the power of existence was contributed without omission, turning into an endless and dazzling stream of light.

You are wrong.

The man holding the sword, or rather, the sword that became a man, answered as if he had never hesitated: [Indeed, one day, we will all perish, even eternity will die and return to complete nothingness]

But not now, not at this moment

In response, the sword gathered all the power of existence.

Even though they did not believe in victory, they resisted, both men and swords, until the very last moment.

The sword is about to be unsheathed.

To be beheaded.

Cut through the eternal chasm.

Sonorous——

There was a sound of sword sound.

An Jing woke up to the sound of sword.

The memory was fading rapidly, as if it shouldn't have existed, but An Jing still remembered it, remembered that feeling.

"cut……"

An Jing subconsciously used his fingers as swords and swung them in mid-air, while Fu Xie also instinctively cooperated: "Cut..."

In an instant, a dark crack appeared at the tip of An Jing's sword.

"I go!"

Seeing this scene, An Jing and Fu Xie, who were a little confused, came to their senses: "How did you do this? Fu Xie, is that you? Have you become stronger? Or are you hiding your strength?"

Fu Xie was also bewildered: "Of course it's not me. I haven't recovered completely yet. How can I hide my strength and let you use my great power without my real body?"

"Could it be an illusion?"

"Try again?" An Jing asked, "I don't think it's an illusion."

"Try it!" Fu Xie replied.

An Jing tried to chop a few more times, but of course, he didn't succeed. Fu Xie was not surprised: "It seems that he didn't feel it yet. We can't force it at this time."

"Indeed." An Jing felt a little sorry, but didn't care too much: "We must have dreamed of something incredible last night. It's probably related to the memory you forgot. It's a pity."

"It's not a pity." Fu Xie was quite alert: "Some things should not be remembered... But I really didn't expect that you and I could have such cooperation."

What happened just now was beyond the imagination of the man and the sword, but it also proved the potential of their full cooperation.

"It's a pity that it only exists in dreams." An Jing sighed, then shook his head and lifted the quilt: "Let's go."

He got up from the bed and looked out the window at the sunlight shining through a cluster of dust: "The sun is just right."

An Jing smiled and took out a long green wooden puppet from the Taixu magic weapon and arranged them neatly.

"My fellow junior brothers and sisters are still waiting for me."

(End of this chapter)