Artifact Chapter 31: A Farewell of Ten Years

Chapter 31: A Farewell of Ten Years

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

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Sang Wusheng soon led Lu Ming out of the illusion formation.

Sang Wusheng opened his eyes, his red eyes narrowed slightly, checked his surroundings and found that he had indeed returned to the stone roadside where he had fallen into the illusion formation.

Just a meter away from him, Lu Ming was sitting with his eyes slightly closed and his legs crossed. Brows gently wrinkled, face calm, seemingly still deep in a deep sleep and did not wake up.

Sang Wusheng’s eyes became gentle and struggling. After a long time, he took a deep breath, a trace of black gas from his fingertips overflowed, slowly flowing into Lu Ming’s nostrils. Lu Ming inhaled the black gas, his body suddenly stiffened, his head slowly dropped. Since his body lost support, he was suddenly crooked, and fell straight into Sang Wusheng’s arms.

Sang Wusheng raised his hand and gently poked him between the eyebrows, smoothed out his tight frown, and slowly leveled off in a short while, and his breathing sounded more and more even.

Sang Wusheng gently sighed, eyes slightly drooping, whispered in Lu Ming’s ear, “Brother, I have to leave first. The demonic energy has soaked into my internal organs, and with my current power, I am unable to control. At any time, I may be devastated by the demonic energy and die. I can’t let you be in danger because of me.”

Sang Wusheng looked at Lu Ming for a long time, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and placed Lu Ming gently on the turquoise grass, the tenderness in his eyes was unmistakable. He said softly, “I will find Purple Heart Grass for brother, and then I will leave. Five or ten years later, I will definitely come back alive to find you. No matter where the world ends, I will come to your side. Please, don’t forget about me.”

Sang Wusheng said, while leaning down, put his lips on Lu Ming’s long and dense eyelashes, as if a butterfly fluttered by, and soon left. Then he smiled faintly and said, “Even if you forget me, I will have countless ways to make you remember me again, and, from now on, I am the only one in your heart.”

Sang Wusheng stood up, looked deeply at the still sleeping person, eyes flashed a million colors, finally gritted his teeth, turned around and flew away. But the glimmering light in the corner of his eyes was like the dew in the morning, gently floating in the air, and finally fell on Lu Ming’s tightly closed eyes.

Lu Ming slept very deeply, but in the haze, felt that someone attached to his ear said a lot of words, the voice low and heavy, as if withholding, but also as if telling. This voice was mixed with too many things, into his ears, as if his heart was pressed on a heavy iron, heavy. He did not know the cause, but could not get away from this depressing feeling.

Especially at the end, that sigh made his heart shudder, as if there was something important that slowly left him, and left his life.

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Lu Ming woke up to find that he had left the illusion formation.

He opened his eyes and looked around confusedly, reacting for a moment before the consciousness in his brain gradually returned. It seemed that he had somehow fallen asleep in Jing Mo’s illusion, and he didn’t know why, but he felt sleepy and couldn’t remember anything immediately afterwards.

Lu Ming was a little bit anxious, because after the illusion, Jing Mo’s body should be right next to him, so there’s no reason for him to be gone suddenly. Lu Ming didn’t have time to think about it, and was about to use his aura to fly to find it, when he was suddenly caught by a purple grass beside him.

Lu Ming bent down and took the grass in his hand, frowned and looked at it repeatedly, and only after a long time did he mutter, “Could this be Purple Heart Grass and why is it here?”

233 immediately came out of the space and said, “Your good brother found it for you.”

Lu Ming was shocked and asked, “What about Jing Mo? How could he-“

“You have been sleeping since you came out of the illusion formation, now three days have passed. Jing Mo woke up and went to Jing Ming Lake alone to pick this Purple Heart Grass, and then left alone.” 233 explained.

Lu Ming’s brow was locked and his heart was amazed. There were two huge demon beasts in Jing Ming Lake, if he wanted to take Purple Heart Grass, he’d either have to use a plan to avoid them or defeat them, Jing Mo actually picked Purple Heart Grass alone. This was completely unexpected.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming’s heart suddenly rose with a strange illusion that the child had grown up, could take charge and no longer needed him. Lu Ming shook his head off the strange thoughts. He couldn’t figure out why Jing Mo had to leave, no matter what. Lu Ming’s heart was suddenly filled with a depressing feeling that rose up again, and when he thought of the heavy tone and soft sigh in the dream, his heart throbbed hard, and a bad feeling filled his whole heart.

Lu Ming’s face was a little white, his fists clenched tightly, and he said in a deep voice, “What did he say when he was leaving?”

233 sighed and said, “Host, I can’t say. As much as I’d like to tell you, there’s nothing I can do when it comes to plot matters.”

Lu Ming took a deep breath, put Purple Heart Grass in the interspatial ring, his eyes were a little lowered, and he said softly, “He must have met something, I can’t ignore it. In any case, I must go to him.”

233 is a little anxious, tail wrapped around Lu Ming’s legs with great speed, said, “Host, you can not leave him alone? He is not as simple as you think, even this time away from you, he-“

“Stop it.” Lu Ming faintly interrupted 233’s words, silent for a long time, before dropping the corners of his eyes, opened his mouth and continued, “He is the only person I trust in this world, even if he has something to hide from me, if he did not admit it himself, I would not believe it.”

233 heard these words, could not help but sigh quietly, and did not continue to speak. If master one day knew that Jing Mo was Sang Wusheng, what should he do? This world cannot exist with two overlords at the same time. Lu Ming is tasked with Dominance Value, to complete the task, Sang Wusheng was the biggest resistance. But Sang Wusheng was destined to become the king above all, the two would definitely meet in the future, then how should they deal with themselves?

Probably another tragedy of history repeating itself, just like Sang Wusheng and He Qingci before the time rewind, in the end only Sang Wusheng survived and became the king of the Immortal world and the magic world, while He Qingci finally only got a soul flew away and scattered fate.

I only hope that in this life, the ending can be rewritten to be good.

Lu Ming raised his wrist and frowned, “Where did the red mole go? Could it be that the blood contract between me and Cang Zhi has lost its effect?”

233 hesitated for a moment before telling the truth, “The blood contract has been transferred to Jing Mo.”

Lu Ming’s face changed and his fists clenched involuntarily as he asked, “What the hell is going on?”

Although 233 wanted to tell Lu Ming what happened that day, he finally closed his mouth.

Perhaps this was the power of the plot, no matter how things developed, eventually it would gradually approach the established trajectory.

Jing Mo was Sang Wusheng, Cang Zhi took him as his disciple, and the trajectory of the plot coincided.

Lu Ming saw 233 avoiding answering, and did not continue to ask, but turned around and walked towards the way he came.

233 shouted behind Lu Ming, “Host, where are you going?”

Lu Ming paused in his steps, his cheek slightly sideways, and could not clearly see the expression. A long time later, he lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes, and said softly, “No matter what, I will find him.”

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Ten years of time was enough to forget many people and things, but also enough to make many people and things deep in the heart.

Lu Ming was looking for Jing Mo, who had disappeared. Although the red mole on his wrist disappeared, Lu Ming still went to the cliff every year to look for Cang Zhi, hoping to get the news of Jing Mo. Unfortunately, along with Jing Mo, Cang Zhi also disappeared.

Lu Ming stood at the bottom of the valley, standing with his arms folded, his gaze deep and far away. The boyish cheeks no longer exist, replaced by maturity and stability. His handsome face displayed no emotions, indifferent and cold eyebrows, making it difficult for people to feel close, but at this moment, the eyes of the longing could not be hidden.

Lu Ming took out the soul-attracting streamer in his arms and habitually lifted it up and shook it. Immediately, a pleasant sound echoed in the valley and did not dissipate for a long time. After waiting for a long time, the spirit-led streamer still did not respond like the previous times, Lu Ming had to sigh, gloomily put the streamer back, ready to fly out of the valley.

At that moment, the soul-attracting streamer suddenly emitted a dark blue luster, and this luster became more and more intense, and finally, the whole soul-attracting streamer began to shake violently, and the ringing became more and more urgent, as if something was approaching.

Lu Ming looked astonished, a trace of excitement rose in his heart. In the past ten years, the soul streamer had never had such a reaction, but now it suddenly had such a strong sense, how could he not feel excited?

Lu Ming suppressed the surge in his heart and tentatively said, “Who is it?”

The other party did not answer, but turned into a gust of wind, blowing straight toward Lu Ming, as if playing a game, flying around Lu Ming, just refused to answer, and refused to stop. Lu Ming took out his soul locking magic Artifacts and throw them at his opponent, only to hear a loud clang, and the magic Artifacts fell heavily to the ground, mixed with a painful scream.

“Hurry up and let go of me! I dare not!” The voice with a crying voice came from inside the magic Artifacts.

Lu Ming walked forward, picked up the magic Artifacts and said in a cold voice, “Who are you?”

The other party was obviously a teenager in the stage of voice change, his voice was a bit tender, he said aggressively, “My name is Ming Duo, I’ve been wandering around here since I died, it’s been more than 300 years.”

Lu Ming was slightly stunned, then said, “In that case, you should know the artifact refining Sect master Cang Zhi, right?”

Ming Duo smiled and immediately gave a cold snort and replied, “Of course, there is no ghost here that doesn’t know him, but fortunately he left ten years ago, otherwise I guess I wouldn’t have been able to come out.”

Lu Ming’s heart stirred, then said, “You mean, Cang Zhi left here ten years ago?”

Ming Duo grunted, “I know you come here every year, and I know the purpose of your visit. If you can bring me back home and reincarnate me as soon as possible, I will tell you everything. If you do not do as I say, do not think I will tell you everything about that day.”

Lu Ming’s eyes flashed coldly, and then coldly said, “You are not qualified to negotiate with me now, now you are in this Soul Lock Artifact, I can make your soul fly away and scatter at any time.”

He was so anxious that he kept hitting his body against the Soul Lock Artifact and said angrily, “I have no grudge against you, why do you want to make my soul fly away and scatter? Besides, aren’t you a daoist? Where is there such a cruel daoist like you?!”

Lu Ming said indifferently, “Have you thought about it? To tell or not to tell?”

Ming Duo could only say in frustration, “I knew that you cultivators are always ruthless and heartless.”

Lu Ming was really crying and laughing, this ghost was really simple-minded, almost exactly like Jing Mo. The soul locking Artifact immediately emitted a purple light, followed by a black-haired boy in white clothes fell out of the magic Artifacts with a bang.

The teenager looked very cute, a small dimple at the corner of his mouth looked very cute. He had a pair of eyes that were big and bright, so Lu Ming could not help but think of Jing Mo.

He didn’t know what Jing Mo had gone through in the past ten years, whether he had grown up and could take charge, or whether no one dared to bully him anymore?

Ming Duo was smashed with tears in his eyes, rubbing his sore bottom aggressively, and looked up to glare at Lu Ming, then said, “You didn’t even notify me, you scared me!”

Lu Ming looked at him with amusement and said, “Well, now you can tell me what happened that day, right? Have you seen a teenage boy?”

Ming Duo’s eyes twinkled and he thought, “Ten years ago, there was indeed a teenager who came here, and after that, Cang Zhi followed him out of here. It’s a pity that Master Cang Zhi has never been close to ghosts, and his aura is so heavy that we minions never dared to go near him, but only listened from afar. I vaguely heard ‘blood contract’, ‘cultivation’, ‘secret book’ and so on. ‘Secret’ words like.”

Lu Ming smiled, his eyes immediately sank, Cang Zhi’s blood contract had been transferred to Jing Mo. If what Ming Duo said was true, the person who took Cang Zhi that day must be Jing Mo.

 

 

 

 

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