Chapter 51 The Scheming Disciple and the Charming Master 51 (End)

Chapter 51: The Scheming Disciple and His Charming Master 51 (End)

As time passed, Lin Huaiqing's lips gradually turned pale, his entire being as if all his vitality had been drained, growing weaker and weaker.

However, the Qin Du held in his arms no longer had such a pallid complexion, and the bleeding from his dantian (lower abdomen) had stopped.

Having drained the last wisp of vital essence, Lin Huaiqing's soul had successfully separated from his physical body.

The master and disciple embraced each other in an extremely intimate spiritual union, like the most devoted lovers in the world.

Several months later.

"How long do you plan to keep this up? Master is already dead. You're only tormenting yourself like this."

The day after tomorrow would be Mu Yunting's coronation ceremony. After the great war, the demon forces had been defeated, and Mu Yunting, revered by all, had been elevated to the position of Sovereign of Immortals and Demons.

Following the coronation would be his wedding with Lady Yu'er. In their previous life, fate had kept them apart, but in this life, they had finally achieved their long-awaited union.

Despite having a mountain of affairs awaiting his attention, he still chose to visit Lin Huaiqing's grave to pay his respects with a toast.

Lo and behold, someone was already there—none other than Qin Du, the one Lin Huaiqing had saved at the cost of his own life.

After the great war, Qin Du had believed he was as good as dead. But when he regained consciousness, he woke up in Lin Huaiqing's arms.

Yet Lin Huaiqing's body had long gone cold; he had already passed away some time ago.

Even so, Qin Du couldn't believe that Lin Huaiqing had bartered his own life for Qin Du's.

Since then, Lin Huaiqing's body had been buried by the Xuantian Sect at the rear mountain of Lingxiao Peak.

And Qin Du had taken up residence there, day after day, keeping Lin Huaiqing company while drinking himself into a stupor. Mu Yunting often saw him clinging to the tombstone and talking to it while drunk.

Originally, as the Demon Lord, Qin Du should have been publicly executed after his defeat to serve as an example.

But this proposal had been single-handedly shot down by Mu Yunting.

Now that immortals and demons had been unified, killing a Demon Lord whose demonic core was shattered might be satisfying, but it would be bad for managing the demon clan.

Moreover, Qin Du's life had been paid for with Lin Huaiqing's own life—for that reason alone, Mu Yunting would not kill him.

Qin Du leaned against the tombstone and downed the strong liquor from his flask in one gulp. Looking at Mu Yunting in his splendid robes, he smiled bitterly:

"Why didn't you just kill me then? Then Master wouldn't have died."

Mu Yunting couldn't stand seeing him in such a sorry state. He grabbed the drunken Qin Du and yanked him to his feet.

"Snap out of it, damn it! Do you think I couldn't tell that Master wanted to spare your life at the time? I never dreamed he'd trade his own life for yours!"

If he had known that Lin Huaiqing had such a plan, he would have struck the killing blow without hesitation.

It was all because he had trusted Lin Huaiqing too much. He never expected him to do something so stupid.

"Master used his own divine soul to repair the inner core in your body, bit by bit! Are you just going to keep moping around like this? Do you think you're worthy of him?"

Qin Du was well aware of Lin Huaiqing's good intentions.

At first, he had considered following Lin Huaiqing in death. But then he remembered that his life had been saved by Lin Huaiqing—it no longer belonged to him.

He didn't dare take his own life anymore.

Even if the rest of his days held not a shred of joy, he would live on, for Lin Huaiqing's sake.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host, on completing the final mission! You've unlocked the 'Unification of Immortals and Demons' ending. Rewards are on the way. Log out now?"

"Log out."

Stepping out of the gates of the Time-Space Security Bureau, Lin Huaiqing looked utterly exhausted.

It felt good to see light again. But his whole body ached and felt weak—likely a side effect of the machine.

Every time he transmigrated into another world to complete a mission, it consumed a lot of energy.

Still, looking at the 600,000 yuan bonus that had hit his account, he didn't feel as tired anymore.

The Time-Space Security Bureau had recruited him a year ago.

As luck would have it, he had been a nobody since childhood—no education, no connections.

A year ago, he had come alone to the big city to find work. He'd tried everything: convenience store clerk, waiter, security guard.

But after paying rent, he couldn't even afford to eat his fill.

At his poorest, he'd slept in a park and nearly lost his virtue in the process.

He sent out resumes everywhere, hitting dead ends at every turn. He'd been about to give up and sell his labor at a construction site when he unexpectedly received an offer from the Time-Space Security Bureau.

Deciding to give it a shot, he went to the bureau, located in a remote area. To his surprise, after a series of tests he couldn't even understand, he was actually accepted.

Transmigrating into various worlds and completing missions in exchange for such generous bonuses—this was something he wouldn't have dared to dream of a year ago.

After transferring half of his bonus to the orphanage director's account, Lin Huaiqing took a cab to the city center and returned to his rented apartment.

After enjoying a hot, comfortable shower, the memories of that world began to blur in his mind.

He could barely even recall the resentful look in Qin Du's eyes when he gazed at him.

It was the effect of the pills the staff had given him.

Every quick transmigrator, upon logging out of a world, was required to take special medication to prevent becoming too emotionally attached, which could lead to psychological issues and hinder future work.

Of the remaining 300,000 yuan, he paid his rent, treated himself to a lavish meal, and stashed the rest into his house-buying fund.

He desperately wanted a small home of his own in this big city.

He had been an orphan since birth, without parents, and had started working as soon as he came of age, always on the move. That was why he harbored such a longing for a place to call home.

With 300,000 yuan here, he could barely afford a bathroom. So he had to work even harder. With every mission completed, he moved one step closer to his goal.

After resting for three days, Lin Huaiqing could no longer sit still. He proactively contacted his superior to request a new mission.

At the Time-Space Security Bureau.

"Xiao Lin, according to your records, you only finished a mission three days ago. Are you sure you don't want to rest a few more days?"

"Sister Li! I've really rested enough. Please just assign me a mission!"

Lin Huaiqing was blessed with a handsome face—delicate features, fair skin—very much in line with contemporary aesthetics. Within just a year of joining, he had already won the hearts of many of his female colleagues.

Even his immediate supervisor—a career woman—went out of her way to look after him.

"Alright, since you insist, there happens to be a batch of openings tomorrow. But you need to take care of yourself—don't end up with some ailment just for the sake of making money."

"Don't worry, Sister Li! I can handle the pressure."

Lying on the cold machine, Lin Huaiqing couldn't help but shiver. The AC in the scan room was cranked way down, and lying there, he felt like he was about to be shoved into a smelting furnace at any moment.

"Host vitals normal, mood stable, ready for transmission..."

"Countdown: five, four, three, two, one..."

As the countdown ended, a hypnotic gas was released from the chamber's equipment. After inhaling it, Lin Huaiqing successfully entered the mission world.