Flowers of Love c1

The scourge of a Sect's Destruction


"My Lady, they can guard no longer. They have already charged in. The Master have me to come here to tell My Lady to quickly take the young master and leave swiftly."


"Exactly how many of them have come that they have forced us into such state?"
"There is... only one."


"One?"


"Our Qing Yun Sect here have above a thousand disciples, just with the force of one person...?" Bai Rong stared in disbelief at the pale faced Qing Yun disciple before her who is among the disciples inside Qing Yun whom are known to be unwavering and st.u.r.dy. Even if it is among peers in the Xian realm they seldom have matchable opponents, when have they ever been as orderless? *Are immortals who were once Humans or Yao who have gained enlightenment.*


"Just which Yao is it, who dares to come against our Qing Yun Sect?" *Usually a.s.sociated with the negative side They are spirits from nature who have survived in their natural state for a long period of time and no can depart from that image. Like a fox who has gained a figure like a human.*


"No,... it is not a Yao..." The person has already been scared to the point of words coming out ununderstandable and his complexion has become pale as snow, with not a hint of blood flow. "Not a Yao."


"Could it be someone from the Mo realm?" *They are those who have completely crossed into the evil side. They can be born as Mo or could also be converted from a Humans or Yao.*


"It...is not that either."


Bai Rong furrowed her brows, "If not Yao, and not a Mo, it can't be a Xian could it?" *Xian are immortals who were once Humans or Yao who have gained enlightenment.*


"No. It is not. It is...it is......"


"It's alright." To continue questioning this way, she would probably not get any sensible answers. Bai Rong had cut him off and raised her hand to call her sword. "Our Qing Yun Sect, with a thousand year foundation, has always vanquished negative forces for justice. Everything done is to bring good to the six realms. How can we now bow our heads?" She says and starts to make her way out.


"My Lady!" The kneeling disciple is startled, seeming to have regained focus, he gets up to hold her back. "You, you better leave quickly. The master has said, this is the end for Qing Yun Sect. If you and young master are able to escape than Qing Yun Sect will not be destroyed."


"Ridiculous!" Bai Rong exclaims in anger. "I, Bai Rong of Chiu Shui, am I such a person whom is afraid of death?" and tightens her hold on the sword in hand.


"Then...young master?"


Bai Rong hesitates for a moment and turns back to the right side to look at her eight year old son. Young and unaware of what is happening, the boy is staring at the two of them. On Bai Rong's face, the brief look of hesitant quickly pa.s.ses through and she furrows her brow. Her teeths clenched, she turns around to fly on her sword. She asks in a loud voice, "Where is the Master now?"


The disciple on the ground is about to get ready to answer when an ethereal voice breaks in. It sounds to come from the far horizon, yet close to ear. Crisp yet clear like it can pa.s.s through all things.


"Here."


As the voice comes down, what was an empty s.p.a.ce becomes filled with many floating flowers. Countless petals dance in the air. The Qing Yun xian mountain only has pine trees and which no flowers have ever been planted on before has now become a sea of flowers drifting in the air. One person slowly descends from the sky. Long hair black like ink, a long robe the color of blood comes into view.


This is an extremely beautiful woman. So beautiful that the surrounding heaven and earth is lacking in color. Not only heaven, but even among all six realms, would probably not find as beautiful a woman. Just with one glance, and can lose a soul.


Bai Rong who has no time to admire her beauty is staring unwaveringly at the woman's feet. She is barefoot and walking on air, one step at a time, descending from above as if walking on the ground. Under those pair of jade-like feet, just as she takes each step, a patches of red lotus would bloom.


Bai Rong becomes more clear. With over thousand disciples, why not one can stop her. Why her husband would want her to leave. Lotus blooming with each step, in all six realms, only one person would be so, she is not a Yao, not a Mo, and definitely not a Xian.


"You are of the G.o.ds, ....Chi Ji?" Her eyes become disheartened. If it was a Yao or Mo, she could try to fight, but she is among the G.o.ds who never appears. How ridiculous of her. By the G.o.ds wrath, in the halls ahead it is unlikely for there to be any survivors.


The person in front does not answer. The expression in her eyes is calm, like that of someone whose only pa.s.sing by. She is staring in this direction, yet, in her eyes there was not Bai Rong's reflection. With a movement of her hand, she brings out an object. The object rolls out and stops besides Bai Rong's feet, revealing a pair of bulging eyes on a horror strickened face.
"Husband!" Bai Rong cried out, picking up the head on the ground, and finally bursts into tears. Grief have caused her to forget her fears and with resentment in her eyes she stares at the person before her. "Chi Ji! You are the revered G.o.d of the realms. Why must you act so harshly upon my Qing Yun Sect?"


Chi Ji remains unmoving as if not hearing her complain. Those expressionless eyes continue to carry no reflections. Lightly giving a glance, her ethereal voice is calm, "those who dare offend the G.o.ds, should expect such outcomes."


"Nonsense! My husband is honest and generous, respected among the immortal realm, and has never been to the Divine Mountain of the G.o.ds. How has he taken up the offense of offending you G.o.ds? Even if he has, why must you destroy our entire Qing Yun Sect?" Bai Rong argues in tears. Gently putting down the head in her hands and tightly holds her sword. Around her, many water drops gather together to become powerful weapons, this was Bai Rong's most powerful attack. "Even if you are a G.o.d, today I must seek justice for my husband."


It came by like a gentle breeze that happened to pa.s.s by! In the air, flowers continued to fly without a care. The red lotus under Chi Ji's feet are still as bright as fire. Even her dress continues to flutter in it's usual manner.


With a loud bang, Bai Rong's sword has already fell to the ground, together with her right arm. Blood spraying everwhere. All the gathered water drops immediately fall to the ground, becoming just an ordinary pool of running water.


Only when her face become sprayed with her own blood does let out a belated cry of pain. It has been long since she had become an immortal and from since had never been this severely injured. Even now,she had not recall when her opponent had made the move. Not even to say using a weapon, there was no movement, or even a blink of an eye.


"My Lady!" Startled, the disciple quickly pulled out his sword and stood in front to s.h.i.+eld her. "My Lady, leave quickly. Your disciple will try to hold up against..."


Without finis.h.i.+ng his words, his body becomes like the red lotuses under Chi Ji's feets. Bursting all four directions is blood and flesh; with only his sword, that was just pulled out, falling to the ground.


Bai Rong with her eyes widened, stared woodenly at the disciple in front of her become body shattered and bones broken before her eyes; at the dancing reds in the air; and Chi Ji's red dress. She is only able to see clearly now that it was not a red dress, it was a dress that had been dyed red by blood. By blood that belongs to her disciples, and blood that belongs to her husband.


At this moment, grief and hate has pa.s.sed it's limit, a face that has already been distorted by pain tightens up. While screaming, she charge forward without a care. "Chi Ji! I will kill....."


Like the sound of flowers blooming, the figure that was full of anger in the past moment has already disappeared, leaving behind only a pool of blood on the ground and an arm.


It became as if between heaven and earth all had quieted down.


Chi Ji remains standing in mid air on a patch of red lotus, just staring at the b.l.o.o.d.y red floor. Her expression is so calmly quiet that there would be no turbulence in them. With a careful look, it is not the quietness of calm, but that of lifelessness. Everything in her eyes is quiet and without life. She has incomparable beauty, and also incompariable emptiness.


After a long pause.


She raises her head towards the east as if looking pa.s.s the empty sky, gazing at what? Softeness seem to have pa.s.sed through her eyes, from what was originally a face that was cold as frost, warmth miraculously surfaced.


She remained unmoving, and just gazed in that direction as like just by doing so she would already be content.


It was until a sword had arrived at her waist side and cut through the blood colored robe and touched her cold skin had she regained her consciousness.She bends her head down to meet with a pair of black eyes that held a firm determination in them, yet could feel his fear, even the pair of small hands holding the sword were constantly trembling.


His lips moved, but no sounds come out, the child continues trembling, little hands tightly holding onto the sword that is even taller than his frame. Tears as big as beans constantly falls from his eyes. Only a child, how would he be able to even inflict injury to G.o.d. The sword had only touched Chi Ji's skin and has already been forced back by her powerful protective aura.


A loud noise sounded as the kid is sent flying to the ground with blood continously seep out from his mouth.


Without waiting for the boy to react, a pair of slender hands come up on her neck, under the cold fingers no warmth can be felt, like Chi Ji's lifeless eyes. With more pressure on the hands, the boys face starts turning maroon color to the point that the thought of breathing is just wishful thinking, but that pair of ink black eyes continue to stare at Chi Ji unrelentingly.


While originally wanting to kill him off the way she had killed his parents, Chi Ji had in the critical moment can't help but stop. A complete extermination will only leave behind greater scourges. Like with the child's father Liu Nian w.a.n.g, she is well aware of this logic. Had it not been for her soft-heartedness, then why would she need today's trip.


But looking at this kid who can't even make it close to her, and in her mind suddenly flashes the figure of a child about the same age as him. If today the sin of her destroying this clan must be taken up by the person in her heart, than why not...


She suddenly smiles, a smile that is brilliant like the most beautiful scenery of heaven. Once her hands go loose, the child falls to the floor. She takes one step and looks down at the little figure that is now sprawled on the ground.


"Do you want revenge?"


The boy does not speak, and only looks up at the figure high up, tightly biting onto his lips to prevent himself from coughing. A very unyielding kid.


"In the six realms, those who want to kill me....there isn't only you, and they are not incapable beings, yet still unsuccessful. With your abilities, ...even if you spend thousands or millions of years, you would still not be able to injure me." Chi Ji can not help but smile, yet her words came out cold, bringing up a strand of hair and wrapping it between her fingers, she carries an incompariable elegance with her. "


The boy continues to not respond, but that stare continues to intensify on her.


"You....do you want to kill me?" Chi Ji laughs again, even more devilish, yet somehow there was some holiness because after all she is a G.o.d.


"If you want to kill me, I will give you the chance. You won't need to waste ten million years. This life...if you want, it is yours, but...I have a condition."