I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

The question of the vice commander was straight to the point, as if he was sure that the great general before him wasn't the one he knew. The Chief Warden crooked a finger, and the Nether Chains flew towards him and disappeared into his inventory. He once again grabbed the scroll and resumed his reading.

Even though he wasn't looking at the vice commander, the chief warden spoke, "Are you asking because you are sure that your great general is dead? Since you have watched him drink the poison you had prepared yourself." Explore more stories at empire

These words made the vice commander clench his hands as he looked at the man who was using the great general's body with bloodshot eyes. Even though he seems to feel guilty about his actions of poisoning his superior, he never regrets the actions he took. Even though he killed the great general who was killed by him, he wouldn't bear to allow someone to use his body after his death.

It was just that the vice commander didn't know what kind of entity could possess the dead body of his general.

"In the end, you truly know what I have done. Are you going to kill me now?" said the vice commander as if he had accepted his impending death with open arms.

The Chief Warden remained as he was calmly reading without caring for the subordinate of the great general before him. After taking over this body, most of the memories were retained, and he understood the reason for this human's poisoning and why the great general drank the cup of tea despite knowing it was poison.

This is because the soul of the great general was cursed. It was a soul curse that caused insanity to one person. It is a cruel curse that only a cultivator who practices evil means can cast. The great general treated his subordinates with cruelty but never took their lives, as he forcibly regained his sanity at the last moment as if protecting his people.

This action of his just made his soul weaker, and he didn't want to end up killing his subordinate, so when his confidant sent him a cup of poisoned tea, the great general was in relief. He knew that there would be someone worthy of taking his place. Someone who is willing to be cruel if necessary and would do everything to protect his people. At least the vice commander was like that in his eyes.

So, when he passed away and the Chief Warden took over his body, his only wish was to help his subordinates get stronger. Strong enough so they wouldn't be bullied by those cultivators who look down on them.

The Chief Warden spoke, "Your general knows that the cup you sent him that night is poison, even so he still drank it."

The vice commander was shocked with what he heard. He would have never expected that the great general actually knew that he would send him poison. At that time, he could no longer bear to see the great general torture his comrades in the form of sparring. A lot of them were almost crippled, and some even lost their trust in their troops.

He didn't want the group to fall because of his general's tyranny and could only do so by such means.

The vice commander murmurs, "He... knew?" He fell to his knees in daze as he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

The chief warden continued to speak. "Then did you not know he had been suffering from a curse that would cause him unimaginable pain at night? He would go crazy slowly unless he saw blood. It's an evil curse that taints one's soul and mind. He is strong-willed and didn't end up killing any of you. Have you recalled what he said last before he died?"

"He... said... he might go somewhere... far. He asked me... to take care of the fortress for him.

I... said... I agree."

The more the vice commander thought of this, the more he realized that maybe the great general knew he could no longer hold back the curse in him and dying was the only way to prevent himself from killing his subordinates. So he left everything to his vice commander that night before he drank the poisoned wine and died peacefully.

The more he thought of this, the guiltier he felt in his heart. He had never heard about the great general suffering from curse. Though he would hear some scary sound coming from his general's room at night, he thought he was just suffering from another episodic insanity and never checked on him.

Maybe in those nights, the great general is bearing the pain that courses through his soul as if dying every night only to be revived in the morning. No wonder the great general would look haggard every morning.

"I… I… Did I… kill a… good… person?" The vice commander mumbles in shock.

It was said that men would rather die than cry. But at such a point in their lives where they were struck with unimaginable pain, tears would stroll down their faces out of their control. That's how the vice commander is right now.

Kneeling on the cold ground as if he lost his soul, the guilt in his heart is almost eating him up from the inside, and he can no longer control the tears that fall on his cheeks.

"I... I don't deserve to live."

The vice commander wallowed in grief, feeling he no longer deserved to live. He pulled a dagger somewhere on his body and wanted to kill himself.

The Chief Warden didn't even glance at him, as he truly didn't care. But to keep the promise to the owner of his vessel, he couldn't allow this man to kill himself this way. With a snap of his fingers, the knife held by the vice commander broke into pieces, leaving the man in disbelief. This action of his is not the way of humans. Not even cultivators could do it as easily as he did.

This scene just made the vice commander terrified of him more.

Snapped!

"Y-You…!"

Sigh~

The Chief Warden let out a helpless sigh and finally placed the scroll in his hand on the table before him.

"Mortals always thought that by killing himself they would be able to repay the life taken. Don't you know that killing yourself is a sin itself? It doesn't repay anything and just adds more to your sins. Then your punishment will be heavier than it was meant to be."

"Anyway, you can't kill yourself. By doing so, you will break your promise with your general, and the people he exchanged his life to protect would die under the blade of the cultivators like the ants they treat them to be. Wouldn't that make you the biggest sinner if that happens?"

"Don't look at me like that. I don't have the responsibility to protect them; that is your promise with your great general. My promise to him is to make you guys stronger; aside from that, I am not allowed to get involved with the issues in the mortal realm. The reason I spoke up to the human emperor the last time was also a part of the great general's wish.

He hated that person on the throne, but for some reason he didn't believe that was the empress he knew," said the Chief Warden.

The general stood up and walked towards the vice commander. With a wave of his hands, the man kneeling on the cold floor was pulled up until he was standing straight before the chief warden. The chief warden indifferently pointed a finger on the vice commander's forehead and passed a cultivation technique suitable for soldiers like him.

This includes breathing exercises, sword and full-body combat techniques, as well as a meditation technique that can be used even by a mortal.

Tons of information entered the head of the vice commander, and it took a while for him to comprehend some things. Before he knew it, he was already sitting in a lotus form and had just finished meditating to feel the qi around him. The chief warden had already returned to his seat, working on the scrolls gathered on the table.

The vice commander immediately stood up and bowed his head towards the chief warden. "Thank you, Exalted Venerable Lord."

"Um. I still need your general's identity while I am here. As for your next task, it is to teach everything I've passed to you to everyone in this fortress. As long as they are people of the former general, then you may teach them what I gave to you. Anyway, it cannot be passed to anyone not involved with the owner of this vessel.

Also, there is no need to worry about the cultivators; they won't come over here for now," said the Chief Warden. "You may go."

The last sentence were words of eviction, and the vice commander didn't mind. He saluted the man for the second time, and this time he called the chief warden with the title of the vessel he is using and showed respect through his actions.

"Yes, general!" said the vice commander before taking his leave.

---

Meanwhile, at the borderlands. Xiejing Province.

Just above the Xiejing province, a pair of fairy-like cultivators were overlooking the situation below them. It is currently midday, and the market area is bustling with mortals going on with their lives. Some were working as porters at the pier. There are some stalls selling various kinds of food. There is also a big restaurant accepting noble customers.

There is even a brother, a gambling hall, as well as a doctor's clinic. It is just that compared to the main capital's central market, this place looked lower level compared to it.

Most cultivators feel disdain for the mortals. They felt they were too weak, greedy, and useless. One of the female cultivators with long pigtails was one of these cultivators. Just looking at the marketplace under their flying artifact, she felt that the mortal world is too dirty, and her face was wrinkled in disbelief.

The young female cultivator asked, "Senior Sister, are you truly going to mingle with those mortals? They look dirty and... disgusting!"

"Xiao Meng. If you say those words one more time, I will send you back to the sect and do this mission alone. I told you not to come with me as I am descending to the mortal realm," said the other older female cultivator whose long hair was tied up in a tall ponytail as he allowed her long hair to flutter on her back like a chivalrous lady knight.

The names of these female cultivators are Gu Roulan and Shi Mengli. There are disciples from the Heavenly Sword Sect who were chosen to find the traces of divinity that had fallen in this area. But unlike the two cultivators who were sent to the south, they didn't directly oppress the mortals and were planning on pretending to be noble ladies instead.

They've rented a small mansion for this reason and wanted to pretend they are here looking for some relatives.

Gu Roulan said to her junior sister, "Xiao Meng, you remember what I told you before, right?"

"I know. Don't use qi unless in danger. Don't hurt people for no reason and remember the task as we are not here to play around. "Senior Sister, I remember everything!"Said Shi Mengli.

Gu Roulan smiled and patted the head of her junior sister. "You can only call me Sister when we are in this place, not Senior Sister. I heard there are lots of delicious things sold by mortals. I can buy you some, but not everything."

"Really!? I love you, Senior Sister!" said Shi Mengli.

The two descended in their rented mansion at night and changed their hanfu to ordinary mortal dress worn by noble ladies. They also conjure up some puppets to pretend to be their maids and bodyguards. They needed to pretend to be young ladies who are here looking for their relatives as a cover, when in reality they are here to find traces of the god that was said to have descended on this place.