High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 40 - 39: Reunion with Qingcuo

The night was as dark as ink, the sound of the wind like a lament.

There were neither stars nor a moon in the sky, and suddenly, wind and thunder erupted from the flat terrain.

"Swish——"

A steed galloped swiftly through the wild grass, moving so fast that one could only see a blur passing by, unable to discern who it carried.

Chu Wen Ruo held obediently onto the reins, seating the Little Princess in front of her, directing the Profound Celestial Horse straight toward the forest.

Sitting behind her was Chen Kuang, who was already in a semi-conscious state due to exhaustion.

The borrowed power did not come without a price.

After the massive spiritual energy was withdrawn, the injuries sustained during the fight still remained.

With the support of the spiritual energy before, it wasn’t much unbearable, but now, Chen Kuang only felt a splitting headache all over...

From his internal organs to the meridians, they all suffered varying degrees of damage.

Most were extremely serious, even life-threatening.

If it weren’t for Chen Kuang’s special constitution, with the passive effect of "Meat Ganoderma" continuously resisting, he would have died countless times already.

"I always felt... that woman lent me the Other Mountain Divine Jade intending for me to explode and die."

Chen Kuang thought drowsily to himself.

"First breaking through the Black Armor Army, then the Other Mountain Divine Jade."

"Dealing with this woman, every step seems like a concession and help, yet may actually be a trap. It’s truly unpredictable..."

However, in the end, he emerged victorious.

The Other Mountain Divine Jade provided such a massive amount of spiritual energy that if an ordinary cultivator at the Enlightenment Realm were to use it, they would indeed risk their bodies exploding.

But due to Chen Kuang’s use of the Mud Golden Sculpting Technique to layer five forces and his temporary comprehension of the Third Aspect, he managed to completely drain the massive spiritual energy, turning disaster into opportunity.

As for Shen Xingzhu, by sparing Chen Kuang to save the world, it equated to deepening the cracks in her Dao Heart for the second time.

Since she had decided to kill Chen Kuang, she was prepared to deceive her Dao Heart once again. Yet, in the end, not only did she fail to kill, but she was also forced to spare the clearly guilty Chen Kuang.

The first time was wanting to kill what should not be killed. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The second time was letting go of what should not be let go.

Wrong upon wrong.

Would from now on, Chen Kuang become a nightmare of Heart Demon for this lofty Cold Fairy?

Chen Kuang curled his lips, wanting to laugh, but his throat itched, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

Hearing the commotion, Chu Wen Ruo said anxiously:

"Mr. Chen, your injuries are severe. Don’t move, hold onto me. We’ll soon be inside the forest!"

Fearing that Chen Kuang might slip off, she had to take the initiative to pull his hand around her waist, making him embrace her waist.

This pose was exceedingly intimate, with Chen Kuang’s whole body pressed up against hers.

But with the urgent situation, Chu Wen Ruo had no time to think too much about it.

She had never ridden a horse before, and although the Profound Celestial Horse was well-trained and highly intuitive, only requiring direction control,

the speed made her extremely nervous.

Afraid that one misstep might topple the horse.

Chen Kuang rested his chin on her shoulder, initially planning to regulate his breath using the First Aspect, but found his inner spiritual energy completely depleted and couldn’t muster any more.

Now he could only rely on the passive "Fetal Breathing Technique" to slowly recover.

However, to his surprise, he had opened up the third acupoint in his body!

The perilous events of this night and the repeated flushing of abundant spiritual energy within his body allowed him to leap three Small Realms in succession.

It was astonishingly fast.

Yet, for cultivation gained through such life-threatening means, Chen Kuang thought it was better to have less.

Wouldn’t it be better to quietly hide in a corner, accumulating passively?

Chen Kuang sighed.

But, since they had successfully escaped the cage, such a life shouldn’t be far away...

Feeling relaxed, Chen Kuang’s attention shifted, and the thin fabric underneath his hands, along with the warmth of their skin, caused his mind to wander.

The slender waist was fragile, fitting easily in one grasp.

He couldn’t help but adjust his position with difficulty to make himself more comfortable.

One must admit, the luxurious lifestyle of the palace indeed nurtured people. Even after enduring hardships for a ten days in prison, it did not affect Lady Liang’s supple skin, with no sharp edges at all.

Holding her was akin to holding a particularly pleasant, soft pillow.

But unfortunately, there wasn’t much time to enjoy it.

The Little Garbage Bucket in front softly and stealthily complained: "Mom, can you ask him to loosen up, he’s poking my butt!"

But at such a close distance, the level of discretion was very limited.

Chen Kuang: "..."

I advise you, Little Garbage Bucket, don’t meddle in adult matters!

He was naturally thin, with clearly defined phalanges meant for playing instruments, and due to frequent hard labor, they were covered with calluses.

—The Enlightenment Realm had yet to achieve a complete transformation; only entering the Innate Realm could he undergo Washing Marrow and transform the body.

Such a pair of rough hands, encircling Chu Wen Ruo’s waist, accidentally pressed against the delicate rear of the Little Princess sitting in front.

Chu Wen Ruo certainly couldn’t have Chen Kuang let go. He was severely injured, and letting go might cause him to fall off the horse directly.

She had to softly coax: "Ying’Er, be good, endure for now. Mr. Chen is injured, he can’t move much..."

"Mom is really dumb."

The Little Garbage Bucket disdainfully criticized her mother’s intelligence, then smartly suggested: "Just let him hold onto a different spot."

Chu Wen Ruo was stunned: "This... where to hold then?"

The Little Garbage Bucket thought for a moment, raised her hand, and stuck out two fingers, prodding upwards with a serious evaluation: "Here is good to hold!"

Chu Wen Ruo’s face flushed crimson, and she flusteredly said:

"No! What nonsense is that? How can... how can he hold there! Where did you learn such bad things!"

As she spoke, she wanted to stop her daughter’s mischievous behavior.

But since her hands were occupied with the reins, she had to lean forward to press her hand down.

The Little Garbage Bucket squealed: "Mom, you’re pinching my hand! It’s heavy!"

Chen Kuang’s expression was extremely colorful.

He silently apologized to the Little Garbage Bucket for his previous ignorant remark.

Oh boy, it turns out I misunderstood you. Such maturity at such a young age, truly promising future...

Amidst the ruckus, the steed dashed into the woods.

The already dark night grew even darker, branches and twigs from the trees on either side flickering past the line of sight, and the damp chill from the forest assaulted them.

Chen Kuang instantly felt chills rise on his back, a biting cold rising from his spine all the way up to his head.

Something’s wrong...

This isn’t caused by the forest chill.

Chen Kuang’s pupils contracted sharply—

It’s "premonition"!

There’s danger!

"Get down!"

Chen Kuang shouted, using the faint spiritual energy he had just regained, pressing his legs against the horse’s belly.

Chu Wen Ruo hurriedly complied, the Profound Celestial Horse suddenly accelerated.

Meanwhile, numerous cold flashes shot out from the forest.

"Swish, swish, swish——"

These turned out to be several iron plates, rushing in with a fierce wind, skimming past the horse, leaving a few bloody streaks.

The Profound Celestial Horse neighed in pain.

A few figures approached aggressively, all dressed in white, their cultivation around the Innate level, holding swords, one of whom seemed to control the iron plates with hand seals.

Chen Kuang’s heart tightened; they didn’t look like Black Armor Guards, which meant they were from the Three Tribulations Sect!

In his current spent state, relying solely on the Profound Celestial Horse to escape...

Impossible.

"Swish——"

Before Chen Kuang could calm himself, the iron plates suddenly swirled mid-air, changing direction, and struck again.

The Profound Celestial Horse already injured had no way to dodge.

Just then, a figure in azure burst forth like a bolt of lightning, the sword in hand dancing, blocking the iron plates with several clangs.

Then the azure figure jumped onto the horse, grabbed Chen Kuang and the others, and with a ghostly movement technique, vanished into the woods.

Chen Kuang felt the world spinning, and once he steadied his gaze, he was pleasantly surprised by the face of the person carrying him.

"Qingcuo?!"