High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 214 - 134: Fuck! I’m Not Going! (3-in-1)_2
Liu Qingcheng spat out a mouthful of blood with an "ugh," but this time, it was because she instinctively operated her cultivation technique to expel the clotted and useless blood formed from her injuries.
Chen Kuang was in a worse condition than Liu Qingcheng, barely resembling a human, but he breathed a sigh of relief. In his hand, which was already holding Liu Qingcheng, a phantom white pearl emitting a gentle glow appeared.
Merfolk Divine Power — Pearl Transformation!
It was truly fortunate that Chen Kuang had previously acquired the innate divine power of the Merfolk Race, allowing him to heal others’ injuries.
Mist curled upon the white pearl, spiritual qi was born, and it surged into Liu Qingcheng’s body.
The status bar suddenly flickered.
[You have gained one deed of virtue, three hundred and seventy-two deeds of vice]
Chen Kuang pushed the white pearl in his hand into Liu Qingcheng’s chest, using the force to propel her out of the dust.
Meanwhile, he rolled and fell into the surging Rouge River.
When Merfolk encounter water, their divine power is threefold stronger.
In his other hand, Chen Kuang simultaneously generated a "Li Pearl," pressing it against himself to rapidly heal his horrific injuries, thus preserving his own life.
But he dared not linger; his body was still mostly a bloody mess, so he raised his head, coldly staring at the surface of the water.
Above, Han Mountain was already standing with his sword.
Tong Shi slowly emerged from the ruins of Xuni Pavilion, a breeze blowing away the dust from his body.
The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, quickly confirming—that this person was who the Prince wanted.
Tong Shi’s punch earlier had held back, shifting slightly to the side and not quite enough to kill, leaving just enough breath.
Of course, this estimation came from the information provided by Wen Chi.
That Chen Kuang should have an astonishing recovery ability to repeatedly escape from those much higher in realm than himself.
Especially when even the Martial Saint personally took action, this person still managed to escape alive.
If someone could survive such a punch, that’s naturally who they were looking for.
If not... it would indicate he wasn’t.
Chen Kuang too had already sensed the aura and oppression released by the two Grandmasters.
The level of forewarning was almost indistinguishable from that time with Bai Fen, it throbbed against his temples with a pounding headache.
But last time he fought against three Grandmasters, Lin Er You and Shen Xingzhu helped to deal with the other two.
In truth, Chen Kuang faced only Bai Fen alone.
This time, there was no luck, no friends or helpers to assist him.
Two Grandmasters made their move.
The all-encompassing darkness, like a giant palm, descended before his eyes, pressing down on him once more.
Suddenly, at the bottom of the Rouge River, Chen Kuang saw a piece of tattered pink fabric floating by in the current.
His pupils contracted, if this body had a beating heart, it would have skipped a beat at this moment.
That piece of fabric looked familiar.
The pink hue was beautiful, almost like the red clouds of the sky, its texture silky and soft, indicating it was an extraordinarily luxurious material.
Such fabric was rare, even there in Flower Street.
And Chen Kuang happened to have seen it once.
Just not long ago.
The little maid crying at his door was wearing a dress made of this material.
In the shimmering reflections of the water, Chen Kuang saw that the fabric was wrapped around a blood-stained gold leaf.
Chen Kuang felt almost neither grief nor joy in his heart.
Indeed...
The little maid called Lianmi was just an ordinary person.
A grandmaster’s punch—which ordinary person could withstand it?
Chen Kuang couldn’t help but wonder, when the Xuni Pavilion turned to dust, what was she doing at that time?
Was she hanging clothes as usual, or foolishly squatting by the river, staring at her own reflection, lost in thought?
Chen Kuang had known her for only one day, but this silly little maid had already shared her life goals with him.
She wanted to... save enough money to buy her freedom and sell buns with her Lady Liu.
Chen Kuang remembered she said that by next month she’d have enough money saved.
Next month.
Sadly... there was no next month.
Chen Kuang opened his mouth, silently saying:
"I just secretly dealt with the bad guy who wanted to forcefully marry you and ruin your life goals, you can rest easy saving money waiting for your freedom..."
It turned out... Shen Xingzhu’s "Do not kill or save without reason, do not listen nor advise, assist the virtuous and destroy the wicked," in this world, truly counted as "justice," "goodness."
She would even lift a hand to save innocent mortals affected by the fights of cultivators, allowing them a breath of life.
She might even help these mortals seek vengeance because those "wicked" people had violated her principles.
But more mortals, were like this, turned to dust, vanished.
Han Mountain drew his sword, pointing to the quiet depths of the Rouge River, repeating:
"Chen Kuang, the Prince invites you to the Prince’s Mansion as a guest, please come with us."
He used the word "please" thrice, yet his tone felt more like escorting a condemned prisoner, utterly unkind.
They indeed already knew my identity.
The Glazed Shadow Lamp indeed had its issues.
Chen Kuang laughed.
After Han Mountain finished speaking, he said not a word more, the Prince had instructed to go to any lengths to bring this person back.
As long as he was alive.
Moreover, Chen Kuang’s previous display had proven he could indeed endure a grandmaster’s full-force strike.
Thus, their remaining task was only to exert themselves and complete the mission!
