Be Passive In The High Martial World

Chapter 32: The Meaning of Three

In fact, there was no need for Chen Kuang to be informed about the secret message in person. It would have been more convenient for someone else to tell him, just like now.

However...

When Chen Kuang said this, he naturally didn't mean to take the easy way out.

He wanted to give Qingcuo a way out, a chance to turn back.

If Qingcuo had come as agreed, it would have meant that she still had a glimmer of hope to survive.

But she didn't come.

Chen Kuang sighed inwardly when he thought of the yellowed paper crane.

The deep-seated hatred and enmity were hard to let go of.

At this moment... she should have already arrived by Li Hongling's side.

The cultivator said, "If there are any other arrangements, please instruct us. We will do our best to cooperate."

Chen Kuang looked at him.

Now that he had reached the Grandmaster level, he could tell at a glance that this cultivator was at the Ascending Tower Realm.

The others who were rushing over were also at the same level of cultivation. Those with higher cultivation should still be engaged in a battle with the main force of the Three Tribulations Sect, delaying time.

Chen Kuang asked, "To what extent can you do your best? Any arrangement, regardless of life or death?"

The cultivator hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Although Lingtai Mountain is located in Liang Kingdom, it has always been detached from the secular world. It has already closed its doors and the sect leader has issued an order to not see anyone or deal with any matters. They will only allow the disciples to leave the mountain after the external turmoil has subsided."

"Those of us who left the mountain when Zhou Kingdom declared war are already considered expelled from the sect."

The cultivator sighed, "The survival or destruction of the secular kingdoms has nothing to do with Lingtai Mountain. We can continue to cultivate in the mountains and seek tranquility and freedom."

Behind him, every cultivator who had descended had the same determined look in their eyes.

"But... we are people of Liang Kingdom, and we cannot abandon our bloodline."

He clasped his fists and said, "Cultivation is not for the sake of being lonely and invincible, but for the sake of enlightenment."

"And now, we are alone, life and death are all that matters."

Chen Kuang understood.

These cultivators probably had relatives and families left in the secular world of Liang Kingdom, unfortunate enough to be involved in the war.

Perhaps not everyone was like this, but those who could leave Lingtai Mountain's tranquility behind to come and save the country had already put life and death aside.

"Good."

Chen Kuang nodded and said in a deep voice, "I don't need the secret message, and I don't need you to clear the way for me. But I need a way to stay in contact with you."

"That's simple, we can directly hand over the command token to you and connect our minds through a secret technique. You just need to silently communicate in your mind to communicate with all of us."

The cultivators nodded and raised their hands, sending the command tokens to Chen Kuang. They turned into radiant golden runes and fell into the center of his palm.

The cultivators then asked with some surprise, "What about the secret message..."

Chen Kuang said, "This secret message is for controlling the hidden gunpowder in the city. The city's defenses are currently lax, so you need to hurry and find all the hidden passages where the gunpowder is stored."

The gunpowder buried by Li Hongling was not ordinary gunpowder, but a marvelous Spiritual Treasure called "Mountain Breaking Thunder". That's why a secret message was needed to trigger it.

There was more than one hidden passage, and there was more than one sealed node.

To completely loosen the seal, it was probably necessary to blow up all the nodes.

With so much gunpowder, it was enough to trigger the vast spiritual energy covered by the restrictions and destroy the underground prison.

He looked at the cultivators present and said, "I want you to guard near the hidden passages. Once you hear my command, detonate the gunpowder."

This was cruel.

It was equivalent to ordering these cultivators to detonate the bombs at close range and sacrifice themselves.

When Chen Kuang asked Huo Hengxuan earlier, Huo Hengxuan had said that if the bomb was detonated on the spot, the first one to die would definitely be the one who triggered it.

And the viciousness of this Spiritual Treasure's design lay in the fact that the secret message had to be spoken nearby.

In this way, even if someone knew the secret message, they would have to do it with a determination to die...

Of course, ordinary people wouldn't want to do such a thing.

They would rather it malfunction.

Among the cultivators, someone indeed showed a hesitant expression.

"It's not that we refuse, but... what is the purpose of doing this?"

Chen Kuang shook his head and said, "I'll only say one thing, I am personally entrusted by Huo Hengxuan to bring his wife and princess out alive."

If Shen Xingzhu had a chance to be careless before, she must be paying close attention to Chen Kuang's words and actions now.

She might not care about what these cultivators were going to do.

But if she knew what Chen Kuang was going to do, she would definitely stop him.

The practitioners looked at each other and ultimately chose to believe in Chen Kuang.

They also believed in Huo Hengxuan.

Moreover, at this moment, Chen Kuang's cultivation overflowed, and every word he spoke struck the hearts of people like a resounding bell. It made people involuntarily surrender.

The practitioners rose up one after another, transforming into streaks of light and flying towards various parts of the imperial city.

"Hu..." Chen Kuang let out a breath. From now on, he only needed to do one thing—

Break out of the encirclement of the fifty thousand black-armored army!

Chen Kuang turned to look at Chu Wenruo, who had been silent all along, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you out."

Chu Wenruo held the little princess tightly and nodded vigorously.

She had lost her ability to speak, and trust was the only thing she could wholeheartedly rely on.

Outside the city gate, the black-armored army stretched for thousands of miles, with flags fluttering.

Practitioners had their own path, and mortals also had their own path.

Mortals may be insignificant, but they can unite as one.

And the city wall built by this unity is called "Formation of Power".

The might of a national army's Formation of Power can rival that of a Grandmaster!

"Roar!" At this moment, the massive Formation of Power had already taken shape. Amidst the roaring of the battle, a phantom condensed in the sky. It was a black-armored general wielding a long halberd. His body was towering like a mountain, covering the sky.

"Boom..." The black-armored general raised his halberd and smashed it down, causing a thunderous explosion.

Tens of thousands of black-armored soldiers began to charge, their iron hooves kicking up vast clouds of dust.

In front of them, a surging spiritual energy violently shook the earth. A blazing white flame bloomed like a lotus, cutting through the black tide like a gust of wind on the grass.

Wherever it passed, people fell like grass.

...

A day had passed, but the sky showed no signs of changing. The starry sky above had fallen into a strange stillness and silence.

The city walls were now a ruin.

"Cough... Pfft!" Li Hongling spat out a mouthful of blood as she looked at Huo Hengxuan, who was half-kneeling in front of her, his eyes almost lifeless, his vitality weak, and his body covered in blood, turning into a bloody mess.

She threw away the "Thousand Miles of Mist and Waves" that had already shattered in her hand.

Her face mask had fallen off, and her long hair scattered, revealing a sharp androgynous face with various scars on her pale face.

Li Hongling turned her head and looked expressionlessly at her personal guard who had crossed over her.

He walked to Huo Hengxuan's side, squatted down, and wiped the blood off his face with his hand.

"Qingcuo."

Qingcuo stood up, made a sound of acknowledgment, took two steps forward, lowered his head obediently, and drew the long sword at his waist towards Li Hongling.

"So, you came to kill me."

Li Hongling sighed, "You have the Blood Child Gu on you. If you kill me, you will die too."

Those same crimson eyes did not represent affection, but rather the control that connected their lives.

Qingcuo smiled, his voice gentle.

"It's okay."

"As long as you die... it's good."

Qingcuo raised his sword, but suddenly paused.

His right arm was grabbed by a bloody hand.

Qingcuo was stunned.

And Li Hongling's face changed drastically. She was extremely terrified and almost distorted as she shouted,

"No, no... it's impossible!!! You should be dead!"

The old man, who was no longer in human form, staggered to his feet, raised his eyes, and said wearily and hoarsely,

"That day, that kid tested me and asked me what my plan was."

Huo Hengxuan straightened his back like an old sword.

"I told him, three."

He let out a breath, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said softly,

"I didn't tell him what it meant—I'll tell you."

"Today, three people will die."

(End of this chapter)