Artifact Chapter 28: Trapped Jing Mo

 

Chapter 28: Trapped Jing Mo

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

 

This pale male looked very good, with a black mole at the corner of his eye, making his fair skin stand out more. He exuded a sense of detachment and indifference. Lu Ming was standing outside the door, but his heart felt ripples. This white-clothed boy was clearly the teenage He Qingci.

Lu Ming was a little confused by the scene in front of him, if it was not clear in his head that he was in the illusion formation of Tianze Secret Realm, he thought he had accidentally transmigrated into a scene from a drama group.

At this time, the young man in brocade clothes heard the words of the pale male, immediately lowered his eyes and sighed softly, “If I can save the lives of tens of thousands of people, even if I take this life away, what’s the harm?”

The white-clothed boy laughed softly, a trace of mockery crossed his eyes, and said indifferently, “You don’t need to answer me so hastily. People are always like this, saying one thing but thinking another in their hearts. Why should I believe you when you and I have only a verbal alliance?”

The young man in brocade looked up at him, his eyes were calm but firm, and he said word by word, “As a king, I have my responsibilities, and I have my own responsibilities, which have been predetermined from the moment my father passed the throne to me. Almost everyone is afraid of death, but there are things that are more important than life. If you do not believe me, should I point to the sky and take an oath? If I break my promise, I will be killed with a thousand sabes, my soul scattered.”

The young man in white was slightly stunned, and then smiled, “I did not say I had to take your life. I don’t care if you don’t believe me.”

He pulled out a bag from his waist, silently recited a few words, suddenly, a puff of white smoke from the young man in front of the drift. After the smoke gradually dissipated, a bronze giant furnace with strange patterns suddenly appeared in front of several people.

The young man looked at the bronze furnace in amazement and asked, “May I ask Immortal, what is this furnace?”

The young man smiled faintly and said, “This is the Shennong furnace and was once Shennong‘s thing.¹ During Shennong’s life, he tasted hundreds of herbs, and used this furnace to refine a hundred medicines. Over time, the essence of countless spiritual medicines have accumulated in this furnace and if the Shennong furnace is used to refine herbs, one can easily refine supreme miracle medicine.”

The young man in the brocade suit trembled and surprise crossed his eyes as he excitedly said, “In that case, if we use this Shennong furnace to make a divine medicine and let the sick take it, can we stop the plague from spreading further?”

The young man nodded and said calmly with his eyebrows raised, “This furnace will only be loaned to you for seven days, after which I will come here to retrieve the Shennong furnace, don’t forget it.”

The young man in brocade immediately bowed towards the young man to the end and said solemnly, “Thank you Immortal for saving me. If this Shennong furnace can save thousands of people in the human world, I will definitely build a shrine Sect Temple for you, and appoint you as the Salvation Sacred King, and set up a stone monument for your merit and virtue, and receive annual salary incense kneeling worship. And, if you are in trouble in the future, I will certainly give all I have, the grass is knotted, and will not break the promise.”

The corners of the young man’s mouth were slightly hooked, but his eyes suddenly drifted far away, as if in thought, and as if in self-deprecation, and only after a long time sighed softly, “What is the use of these extraneous things for me? I do not go out of the world to meditate, enlightenment is not free from the mundane, go but do not know how to return, like a trapped beast still fighting.”

The young man in the brocade suit savored the meaning of these words, but in any case, he did not know what the meaning of the young man’s words was. When he raised his head to ask the other side, but found that the white-clothed boy had long disappeared in the hall, leaving behind only the Shennong furnace that could save thousands of people .

Lu Ming, who was standing outside the door of the hall, heard the words that He Qingci said and felt some sorrow in his heart. The moment he became He Qingci, after experiencing so many intrigues and calculations, he seemed to gradually understand the meaning of the white-dressed boy’s words.

He Qingci fell onto the devil’s path of killing people, but also did good deeds to save lives. He Qingci felt like a beast trapped in the cage and was longing for redemption, but could not open the door of the cage to get himself out of his predicament. The light he aspired to see could never burn for him, and while he hurt others, he also hurt himself. So much so that in the end, the moment he was stabbed by Sang Wusheng, was it not the fear of death that he felt then, but the relief of finally being able to die?

Lu Ming took a deep breath and suppressed the dazed feeling in his heart. Perhaps only by putting oneself in his shoes could one truly appreciate his silent cry of grief.

Lu Ming turned around and left the entrance of the temple, his gaze drifted a bit, but his heart was very concerned about that scene just now. If this was just an illusion he had woven, why would he see these scenes that did not belong to his memory? One was an emperor who had the same appearance as himself, and the other was He Qingci who happened to enter the earth when he was young. These two seemed to have no relationship, but because of a verbal covenant, their relationship had become inextricable. Lu Ming just didn’t know what connection this had with him personally.

Could it be that what he originally thought was just an accidental death brought him into this book by chance, could it be that what he thought was all this was originally just an illusion? Maybe there is another reason that brought him into this world to finish this extraordinary life for He Qingci again?

Lu Ming felt his brain was confused and decided not to think about it for the time being; Jing Mo might also be trapped by this bizarre illusion, and the most important thing for him now was to escape from this illusion to find Jing Mo.

Lu Ming remembered that there were two kinds of illusion formations in the Tianze Secret Realm. One was caused by the demons of the mind, and required the defeat of inner vulnerability in order to escape from the control of the illusion; the other was the real past that was sealed in the memory, like a mirage, reflecting one’s own life, but forgotten. If the latter was the case, one just needed to release aura to break through the cage of the illusion formation, then one could quickly get out of trouble.

Lu Ming thought that his situation didn’t look too much like a mind demon, and was probably the result of the second one. Where exactly this part of the memory came from, even he could not know.

Lu Ming ran and sat down, closed his eyes and poured his aura around his body. A faint halo appeared around him and surrounded him. The palace and the high wall had disappeared, and Lu Ming was back on the narrow stone road again.

At this moment, the space in front of him seemed to be torn open, and a fat little dragon suddenly appeared in front of him. Before Lu Ming could react, it jumped onto Lu Ming’s shoulder with its tail wagging and said cheerfully, “Host, you finally came out of the illusion formation!”

Lu Ming frowned and said, “You finally showed up, I have something important to ask you when we get out of Secret Realm.”

233 looked a little unnatural, “According to the system rules, I have the right to remain silent.”

Lu Ming heard these words, a saber harshly scraped over. 233 was scared stiff, shivering, “Host, you rest easy, as long as it does not violate the system rules, I will say everything!”

Lu Ming nodded in satisfaction and said as he walked away, “Can you locate the exact location of Xiao Mo? He is probably also caught in this illusion formation.”

233 smiled and bristled unhappily, “Why do you care so much about him? He’s not a good guy at all! He, he is xxxxxxx! Why am I banned again? I want to talk to you about life!”

Lu Ming shook his head helplessly and sighed. After half a day of prying words out of 233’s mouth, he couldn’t ask where Jing Mo was, so he had to drive 233 back to space in a fit of rage. The poor little fat dragon stared at him aggressively for half a day before deflating and running into the space with tears in his eyes.

Lu Ming walked back for a long time, but with no sign of Jing Mo, his heart began to feel a little uneasy, feeling that something was going to happen. This feeling of uneasiness also became stronger and stronger, until about half an hour later, he finally found Jing Mo who had fallen not far away.

Lu Ming’s heart jerked tightly and he hurriedly used his aura to fly up and pull Jing Mo up from the ground.

Jing Mo’s face was very unpleasant, his face so white that it was frightening, beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks to his neck, his brow was locked, his painful expression was obvious.

Lu Ming hastily patted his cheek and called out, “Xiao Mo, what’s wrong with you? Wake up!”

Jing Mo seemed to be still immersed in pain, did not hear Lu Ming’s call, his right hand grabbed Lu Ming’s hand as if it was a life-saving straw. His nails were deeply embedded in Lu Ming’s hand, but still refused to let go.

Lu Ming’s palm was bleeding from the pinch, and his eyes were tearing up from the pain, but Jing Mo was pulling him down, so he couldn’t break free. He let him hold on to his hand, and then poured his aura into his palm and slowly channeled it along Jing Mo’s hand.

Unfortunately, the aura could not enter Jing Mo’s body at all, as if it was blocked by a film, and was completely cut off just before it reached the place where their skin touched.

Lu Ming was unable to do anything, so he called out Jing Mo’s name again, over and over again, in an attempt to wake Jing Mo up. It seemed that Jing Mo heard Lu Ming’s voice, and his eyes opened slightly, with tears in them. He gave Lu Ming a sad look, shaking his voice and calling out to him aggressively, but then he closed his eyes again and fell into a nightmare. His look was much more painful than before.

Lu Ming’s heart suddenly clenched and he immediately put his hand between his wrists and found that Jing Mo’s aura was gradually draining away. If the aura continued to drain away like this, his life would definitely be in danger.

“Is he caught in an illusion formation and can’t get out?” 233 appeared again from nowhere, tilted his head proudly and asked Lu Ming.

Lu Ming nodded and hurriedly asked, “What can be done to save him?”

233 skimmed, “There is a way, but the master may die because of it, so I’d better not say anything.”

The corners of Lu Ming’s mouth twitched, then said, “If you tell me the way, I will immediately promise to let you find me a suitable daoist for dual cultivation.”

233 heard the words stiffened, excitedly shouted, “Host, are you sure? Both men or women?”

Lu Ming helplessly held his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, “Definitely and definitely, no matter male or female, any of them!”

233 was so happy that he almost jumped up and said excitedly, “Host, please don’t worry, I won’t be so insane as to find a man for you to have sex with! I’ll find a beautiful woman for you! Mn, a hundred times more beautiful than Hua Tui, to completely outclass Sang Wusheng’s harem!”

Lu Ming said weakly, “How much do you hate Sang Wusheng? Tell me the way to save Xiao Mo!”

233 cleared his throat and said with a serious face, “The only way to save Sang Wusheng and Jing Mo is for the master himself to enter his illusionary realm and find his sanity within a certain period of time and get him completely out of trouble. But again, if master does not succeed in finding his sanity, you will be trapped in the illusion for the rest of your life and will not be able to get out again. Even if one day, Jing Mo comes to his senses again through his own consciousness, you will still not be able to come back from the illusion again. Are you really willing to take this risk?”

Lu Ming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, “Of course, tell me the way to enter.”

233 gave Lu Ming a sorrowful look and said, “Master is really the stupidest person I have ever seen in my life.”

 

 

 

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