High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 65 - 64: One Sword Comes from the West, Straight from the Imperial City to Dongting Lake
At such a critical moment, faced with such a decisive "betrayal."
For Zhou Yanwei, whose heart has always been passionate and kind, it was a deep scar, unforgettable for a lifetime.
With a darkened face, Zhou Yanwei, if not for the Wind and Rain Pavilion’s cultivators surrounding him like a pack of wolves, would have rushed forward to fight Chen Kuang to the death!
But at this moment, his attention couldn’t afford to be diverted for even a second.
Those cultivators had already swarmed towards him, utterly disregarding any martial virtues.
Finding no help, Zhou Yanwei turned and ran.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The spiritual light of spells flickered around, and the cultivators of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, well-trained and coordinated, in an instant, made the other half of the Tower Ship a complete wreck amidst Zhou Yanwei’s escape.
Those adept at close combat engaged in melee fighting, while those skilled at long-range lit up talismans on the side, deploying their spiritual treasures.
Together, they pursued the scrambling figure that was frantically fleeing with his head covered.
Though Zhou Yanwei’s strength was somewhat weaker, having traveled extensively for many years, he was not lacking in combat experience.
Especially in escape experience.
Moreover, his tricks were even more varied than those of the cultivators from the Wind and Rain Pavilion.
Various miraculous spiritual treasures were thrown out as if they cost nothing, greatly slowing down the latter’s pursuit.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yanwei was nearing the edge of the Tower Ship.
By this time, half of the Tower Ship had already submerged in the water and was still sinking; in less than a quarter of an hour, it would likely be completely sunk.
Chen Kuang watched with relish for a while, finally witnessing how the second generation of this world fought.
It was simply burning money!
Chen Kuang’s gaze moved to the colorful, special-effect-laden thick shield in front of him, momentarily speechless.
This person beside him was probably the true embodiment of the second generation.
The Mystic God Daoist Sect merely gave an invitation to core disciples; it made no sense to allocate so many miraculous spiritual treasures directly to Shen Meinan.
Therefore, these tools were likely all given by her own family.
Considering Shen Meinan’s proficiency in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, the Shen Family was probably a semi-secular, semi-cultivating noble family.
Such families are not rare, the most classic being the royal families of various countries.
Noble families and sects are not opposed, but under normal circumstances, they manage their own affairs.
Shen Meinan saw Zhou Yanwei cornered again at the edge of the Tower Ship, struggling against his opponents, while the loyal old servant disregarded being caught off guard by Di Wu, defending his master with all his might, taking a punch from Di Wu on his spine and spewing a mouthful of blood.
With a thunderous tremor, the entire Dongting Lake was agitated.
In just that instant, the water level of Dongting Lake dropped significantly, as though a massive block had been slammed into the lakebed!
With a wave of a hand, moving mountains and filling seas!
This Di Wu had evidently reached the stature of a Grandmaster!
Chen Kuang drew a deep breath, secretly alarmed.
If the Martial Saint Pavilion had such combat prowess... being hunted by the Martial Saint himself seemed no different.
But this old servant was ruthless as well; he directly took that spurt of blood and redirected Di Wu’s fist force.
With Qi stimulating blood, each Blood Pearl became a hidden weapon.
"Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!..."
The Blood Pearls scattered and splattered in all directions, instantly piercing through the eyes of over a dozen Wind and Rain Pavilion cultivators!
"Ah!"
Those cultivators let out a scream in unison, dying immediately.
Zhou Yanwei turned back to see the old servant staggering a few steps, turning to block Di Wu again.
However, the old servant’s entire back had caved in, his upper body had already shifted; should the fight continue, he would surely die.
Instantly, the Second Prince’s eyes erupted in fury: "Stop! No more fighting!"
He flipped his right hand, grabbing a golden token, ready to reveal his true identity.
However, this identity was completely separated from that of the Second Prince of the Zhou Kingdom.
He had painstakingly concealed this from his brother and father, crafting an identity that was entirely free of ambition as a ranger wanderer.
Appearing now at Dongting Lake in the Liang Kingdom would undoubtedly expose hidden information, to his great disadvantage.
Nevertheless, Zhou Yanwei could not stand idly by while a servant who had been loyal to him for many years perished due to his own negligence.
"No need for you to act, let this old servant do it..."
Swallowing a mouthful of blood, soaked in sweat, mixed with congealed blood vaporized into a blood mist, the old servant said.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!..."
All his muscles exerted force, writhing like worms, and remarkably, he forcefully realigned his broken spine back into place!
The old servant loudly proclaimed, "Young master, please wait a moment, this old servant will clear a path for you!"
His aged face showed a few hints of ferocity, charging towards Di Wu like an arrow released from a bowstring.
He was clearly ready to risk his life.
The young girl couldn’t help but glance at Chen Kuang, whispering:
"Really not going to rescue?"
Chen Kuang shook his head, looking serious and said, "Rescue, of course, we’ll rescue."
The passive effect of "unable to comply" had already taken effect.
The one to save Zhou Yanwei couldn’t be him.
But in fact, he couldn’t have saved Zhou Yanwei originally, and Zhou Yanwei didn’t need saving from him.
The Martial Saint’s disciple is General Fei Feng of the Zhou Kingdom.
The Martial Saint and the Zhou Kingdom are naturally on the same side.
The Martial Saint Pavilion, under the command of the Martial Saint, is also naturally the same.
Zhou Yanwei, as the Second Prince of the Zhou Kingdom, only needs to willingly reveal his identity, and the Martial Saint Pavilion would definitely not dare to trouble him.
This is why Lin Er You was so bold as to assign the identity of "Chen Kuang" to Zhou Yanwei.
He was certain that Zhou Yanwei would definitely be fine.
And at the same time, in the process of creating chaos, giving Chen Kuang an opportunity to escape.
However, what he didn’t expect was that Chen Kuang not only didn’t run away but was also ready to test his new passive effect.
Lin Er You, who was already on the shore at some point, shook his feather fan, raised an eyebrow at Chen Kuang who remained standing, not knowing what he intended to do.
Shen Meinan looked left and right. Over there, things had already reached a life-and-death stage, yet Chen Kuang remained unmoved.
She blinked, with her clever intelligence finally taking the high ground, sensing that Chen Kuang might be trying to hustle her: "Then...how to rescue?"
"Wait."
Chen Kuang looked up, saying meaningfully, "Waiting is enough."
Shen Meinan reached out and tugged at his blindfold, speechless: "You see the heavenly secrets again?"
Chen Kuang noticed the token in Zhou Yanwei’s hand glowing, and nodded with wisdom in his eyes:
"I saw it."
At this moment, Zhou Yanwei was about to save himself and would undoubtedly succeed.
But tracing back to the source, it was precisely because Chen Kuang stepped in and refused Zhou Yanwei, making him give up seeking help and choose to rescue himself.
In other words, it could be said that it was Chen Kuang’s refusal that saved Zhou Yanwei.
He had already changed the cause and effect, making himself the cause.
However, "unable to comply" would certainly ensure that Chen Kuang couldn’t save Zhou Yanwei.
Chen Kuang’s refusal could not be altered, otherwise, "unable to comply" couldn’t take effect, resulting in contradiction.
Thus, if to separate the two, the only thing that can be changed...
...is the process!
Add new causes and variables throughout the process to fill in the missing variable.
That is, Chen Kuang’s refusal was not in saving Zhou Yanwei, and Zhou Yanwei also cannot save himself!
There must be another reason to replace Chen Kuang’s role in saving Zhou Yanwei!
At the instant Zhou Yanwei took out the token, one of Shen Meinan’s divine spiritual treasures suddenly emitted a cold glow.
It was a silver longevity lock with three small bells.
Shen Meinan froze, then turned pale with fright.
"Oh no, how did I take out my Life-lock!"
Could the variable be on Shen Meinan?
Chen Kuang suddenly felt a foreboding, immediately asked:
"What about the Life-lock?"
Shen Meinan swallowed, guiltily saying, "This Life-lock is linked by heartblood with my sister, cannot be used unless it’s life-threatening."
"Just now the Life-lock was activated by me, and it was attacked, her primordial spirit must have sensed it!"
Chen Kuang: "..."
He was silent for a while and said, "She...how much can she sense now?"
"Everything."
A familiar, cool female voice suddenly sounded, paused, and then said faintly, "Chen Kuang? You are with Meinan?"
Shen Meinan blinked her eyes, looked at the young man across: "Chen Kuang?"
Seeing his identity suddenly exposed, Chen Kuang had no time to explain before hearing a sorrowful sword cry from afar, sweeping toward the world.
He, along with everyone present, involuntarily looked up towards the sky.
"Ying——"
The sword light stretched across three thousand miles, piercing through the heavens and the earth, straight to the sky.
There came a sword from the west!
From the Imperial City, straight into Dongting Lake!
Chen Kuang’s eyes widened, his expression changed drastically.
