Founder Of Demonic Cultivation

Book 2: Chapter 15

The sky was unusually dark that night. No wind, no sound. It was a complete silence. As if everything had stopped moving.

Dark smoke covered the floor of the basement chamber. It crawled up to the walls.

The basement door slowly creeks open and the smoke had just started oozing out when the door suddenly closed on it's own.

"Go back to sleep, Kuqing"

Fanqing appeared right beside Bai He's flute. His smoke is thicker than that of Chenqing's. He was wearing a black robe with blood red thin line that goes around from the shoulders down to the bottom. His eyes were full silver and has a scar across his face.

"Don't try to stop me, Fanqing" Kuqing had also materialized into his human form.

Fanqing's black robe was decorated by thin gold lines that intersects with each other. His eyes were black with red iris.

"We can't interfere with them" Fanqing stood guard by the door "You will only make everything worse than it already is"

"They have to know the truth!"

"And then what? Make them regret all the decisions they've made in this era? What's done is done. What you're trying to do will ruin what they have right now"

"We don't belong in this time, Fanqing" Kuqing retreated beside Guangyao's flute.

"This is their time now" Fanqing moved away from the door and walked towards Kuqing "Let them be. It's not our decision to make"

"How can they even make a decision if you won't give them a chance to know the truth"

Just then, Wuqing emerged from the ceiling and joined them.

"Go back to your vessel, Kuqing" Wuqing gave him a warning tone "You are not allowed to speak to anyone"

"But, Wuqing . ."

Wuqing waved his hand and Kuqing disappeared. Fanqing approached Wuqing and both of them casted a spell on Guangyao's flute.

They put a seal on it to prevent Kuqing from coming out on his own.

. . .

"Wen Yong Zheng"

"Wen Yang"

"That's not who you are"

"You're not A-Yang"

"You're not a Wen"

"Go back"

"Find the real you"

"You must know who you truly are"

"You're name is not Yang"

"You're Wu Ye"

Yang jolted up after having a nightmare. He couldn't remember what it was but he knew it was something scary enough to cause his heart to beat twice as fast as normal.

He tried to calm himself as he adjusts his eyes to the darkness of his room.

As soon as his heart went back to it's normal beat, he noticed the thick dark smoke that's surrounding his bed.

Yang immediately summoned his sword and prepared to fight whoever trespassed in his room.

"Nanwang can't hurt me" a voice came out of nowhere. It was almost a whisper.

"Show yourself" Yang commanded when he recognized the voice "Wuqing"

Wuqing emerged from the smoke and bowed to his master.