Mission: Seduce the Master!

Silence. Three months had passed since Xie Qing made a significant breakthrough and returned, yet not a single soldier of the Heavenly Emperor had approached this world.

Considering that the Heavenly Emperor possessed a special intuition and something akin to foresight, he couldn't help but notice and suspect something.

A sunny day. In his estate, Xie Qing was alone, as he held no official position and thus had no work to attend to. Xu Mei and the others were either locked in their offices or helping to build temporary shelters for the affected.

In truth, even their relocation to a separate space hadn't entirely spared the Mortal World from consequences. There had been several strong earthquakes, resulting in the deaths of over a hundred thousand people—and that was just a rough, not entirely up-to-date estimate.

"Ninth stage of the Copper Immortal…"

Xie Qing was on the balcony, seated in his chair, lost in thought. The effect of his memories gradually returning had somewhat weakened, allowing him to live normally without fear of losing himself in his thoughts again.

"I am already strong enough to fight a Silver Immortal, but against the Heavenly Emperor and his army alone, it would be quite challenging…"

Xie Qing's eyes glazed over as if he were delving into his memories. For a while, he said nothing and appeared as though he had lost consciousness. However…

"Silver Squad?" The man raised an eyebrow as he managed to extract a name from his memories: "Strange, I can't quite recall what this means. But I get a faint feeling…"

Most of his memories from his first life were of battles, unending and blood-soaked. If measured in percentages, 95% of his memories were of a life filled with brutality, and the rest were pleasant times with friends and his beloved.

Blinking, Xie Qing looked up at the sky. His eyes narrowed, and his expression darkened.

"Who could this be?"

***

In the vast cosmic space, two cultivators sat in the lotus position before a dimly glowing symbol. It was the entrance to the Mortal World.

Their auras were terrifying, at the level of Silver Immortals, though their exact stage was hard to determine.

"…"

Both were silent, their eyes closed in meditation. However…

Sh-rkh.

A trace of Qi appeared for a split second. That alone was enough to rouse them. The men stood up and looked at the symbol, which now shone brightly. Then, a young man with long black hair emerged from it—Xie Qing.

"Two cultivators at the Silver Immortal stage. What do you want?" he asked, not bothering with politeness. His sharp eyes pierced through the two strangers.

"You…"

One of them suddenly opened his eyes wide, his lips trembling. He even lost control of his Qi, causing a whirlwind to rise.

"Huh?"

However, Xie Qing took this as aggression and frowned. Given that he had been recalling too many unpleasant memories from the past lately, his mood was far from good.

So…

Sh-u-u-u-uh!

A terrifying aura burst from his body, and the pressure bore down on the two cultivators, who widened their eyes in shock at Xie Qing's strength.

"Ugh!"

"W-wait…"

One of them tried to say something, but Xie Qing only increased the pressure, silencing him. His dark gaze, filled with murderous intent, was like knives stabbing at the intruders.

And then... bursts of energy began to appear in the empty space, dispelling the darkness.

***

"So you... hm? Your name is Li Wei, the blond one, and your friend is Zhao Yun?"

"Yes..."

Xie Qing sat in the reception room, sipping tea, while the two beaten men knelt to his left.

The one named Li Wei had shoulder-length white hair and blue eyes. His appearance could be described as handsome.

The other, Zhao Yun, was a large, muscular man with no hair.

Both wore identical clothing, resembling some kind of uniform. It looked like a silver robe with golden embroidery depicting a dragon.

"Hmm..." Xie Qing murmured audibly, thoughtfully sipping his tea.

The reason he hadn't killed these two was precisely because of this uniform. As soon as they showed it, a sense of nostalgia stirred in his heart, and some memories began to resurface.

He narrowed his eyes and rested his chin on his hand. These people didn't know about his identity as the Executioner (since he looked younger, less masculine, and less muscular than in his first life).

"They don't suspect that I am the Executioner, but they believe me to be his successor. How amusing," Xie Qing chuckled softly and turned his gaze to the two men. He paused for a moment, then silently gestured with his chin toward the sofa in front of him.

"...?"

However, the two men merely widened their eyes in confusion. Xie Qing gritted his teeth and growled.

"Sit down, idiots!"

"Oh, yes...!"

With lightning speed, the two men sat down on the sofa and simply stared at Xie Qing's face.

"..." Taking a deep breath and exhaling, Xie Qing massaged his temples and asked without looking up, "Speak. Who are you? Why are you looking for the Executioner?"

Zhao Yun and Li Wei exchanged glances, and then the blond-haired Li Wei began to speak.

"Actually, in the Immortal World, a rumor spread that the Executioner had been reborn. This caused such a huge stir that within a couple of days, everyone was talking about it."

Li Wei continued, seeing that Xie Qing remained silent, "In truth, the rumors didn't last long. Soon, the Heavenly Emperor's forces began silencing people. However, I managed to gather some details in time…"

"Oh, really?" Xie Qing smiled, hearing that the Heavenly Emperor had taken action. He nodded and replied, "Go on."

"Yes…" Li Wei nodded and continued, "We found out that the energy burst was near the Stone Heavens and that it originated from the Mortal World."

"The Stone Heavens?" Xie Qing's eyes widened. "What a coincidence."

In reality, the Immortal World was not a single entity. It was divided into four very large islands:

The Stone Heavens

The Endless Heavens

The Divine Heavens

The Crimson Heavens.

The Stone Heavens were the home of the Executioner, that is, Xie Qing. It was there that he had begun his journey as a cultivator.