High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 148 - 109: Poetry’s Madness, Yi Fire by the River (Double-Length) (Part 2)

Chapter 148: Chapter 109: Poetry’s Madness, Yi Fire by the River (Double-Length) (Part 2)

"Do as you please, but no matter how hard you shake it, you’re just shaking your Longevity Lock. There’s no need to use so much force."

"If you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can wait until you get home and tell me face to face."

When Shen Meinan heard this, her hand shaking the Longevity Lock froze instantly.

She insisted stubbornly, "I-I wasn’t shaking it! Where did you see me shaking it."

Shen Xingzhu said nothing.

Chen Kuang chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, there will definitely be opportunities to meet again in the future."

Shen Meinan looked up, looking at him seriously, "Then you must keep your word."

Chen Kuang smiled and said, "Which of the things I promised you have I not accomplished?"

Shen Meinan smiled brightly, "Then you must come to find me."

Chen Kuang nodded.

...

The night was as calm as water, with the water reflecting the sky.

The small boat sailed on the water, carrying Chen Kuang and his group across two counties, from Dongting Lake into the Jade Wave River.

And Jiangning County was right on the edge of the Jade Wave River, they would be there soon.

The mist cleared.

The small boat at night was quiet, with a fisherman paddling at the bow, Qingcuo keeping watch habitually on one side, wiping his sword, while after such a disturbance, Chu Wen Ruo and her daughter were sleeping in the cabin relying on each other.

Shen Meinan sat at the edge of the boat, leaning out, kicking the water while admiring the nighttime sky.

Chen Kuang was meditating and cultivating at the stern.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, a flash of sharp light passed through them, and his aura became even more solidified.

After fully digesting the previously skyrocketing cultivation, he could now be truly considered at the Second Level of Tower Climb Realm.

And due to the passive influence of "martial arts genius", he had no obstacles in understanding the realm, there were no issues with the realm not matching his state of mind.

He was now genuinely at the Tower Ascension Cultivation level.

He estimated he should now be able to freely use the "Moon Robe", but the "Vajra Bodhi" was still quite strenuous, possibly draining all his Spiritual Qi in an instant.

If he didn’t encounter an enemy with a huge realm gap, he probably couldn’t use this move at all.

At the same time, the force of the First Aspect "Dusara Descent" had already touched the threshold of the Seventhfold. If he could fight another real battle, he ought to be able to master the Sevenfold Force.

Besides, the "Sword of Will" in his mind, after acquiring the passive "Sword Heart", could now be deployed at will.

Chen Kuang was particularly excited about this.

This should count as his first genuine method targeting Divine Sense!

Combining the "Sword of Will" with the tune "Anonymous", it could almost achieve a low-end version of the "Decapitation Song" effect!

Under normal circumstances, an ordinary cultivator must wait until reaching the Sea Breaking Realm, and after opening the Sea of Consciousness, Divine Sense would truly take shape, only then could they learn and apply some Divine Sense-related spells.

But Chen Kuang was different. Now at the Tower Ascension Realm, even at the Tower Ascension Second Layer, he already had methods related to Divine Sense.

Undoubtedly, this would be a major advantage for him.

Of course, this was also related to his inherently stronger Divine Sense than ordinary people. If it were someone with weak Divine Sense, the moment the "Sword of Will" took shape, it might backfire and directly cut their Divine Sense.

Before Chen Kuang got the "Sword Heart" passive, he already sensed the "Sword of Will" was arrogant and difficult to tame, constantly emitting murderous aura and killing intent in his mind.

Frequent usage of this "Sword of Will" could subtly influence his character, which was quite terrifying.

But now there was no need to worry.

This sword would only become a nightmare for his enemies, especially the cultivator of the lower three grades whose Divine Sense had not formed; it would be like cutting vegetables and melons.

It was just a pity... that there were no enemies now for him to practice on.

Chen Kuang regretted secretly.

But then, he paused and immediately thought of a ready-made practice field?!

Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows, and another consciousness of his, which was initially sitting quietly in the "Interspace," suddenly opened its eyes.

In the endless darkness, there was only Chen Kuang’s own consciousness.

The rest was a void.

This was the "Interspace."

The origin of the Void Illusion Realm.

But now, it was merely a solitary space belonging only to Chen Kuang.

The "Interspace" wanted to form an illusion realm, it first needed the willpower of all sentient beings. Normally, a demon sword would choose a host involving numerous potential people as a seed.

Then, through this host as a seed, it would influence more people within the host’s generated illusion realm.

This was something that Chen Kuang had only just learned.

Others who were not hosts yet were affected by the fantasy of the illusion realm; the dreams they had during this time were actually fragments of said illusion realm.

And in these dreams, the "Interspace" was constantly collecting willpower.

With more willpower, more complete and comprehensive illusion realms could be formed.

At the moment, Chen Kuang naturally could not influence more people in reality.

However, he could use a part of his own willpower to create a small scene and a "target" he needed.

Chen Kuang stretched his body and began to imagine while looking at the vast darkness in front of him.

The "Interspace," following his wishes, began to change.

The dark world curled outward, forming "a colorful black," then a scene slowly took shape.

Smooth floor tiles, soft sofas, winding staircases, lavish decorations...

And various long-missed modern crafts.

Yes, what Chen Kuang envisioned was a scene between reality and unreality.

That villa he found himself in before he died, where those few instigators he killed were located.

For Chen Kuang, undoubtedly, this was real and could be recreated.

Yet for the people of this world, naturally, this was unreal and wouldn’t affect reality at all.

Chen Kuang once again stood firmly, landed on the floor tiles of the room, and stamped his feet a couple of times.

Then he chuckled.

In front of him appeared a middle-aged man and two young men.

They were all familiar old acquaintances.

However, this time, he was going to grant them abilities they originally didn’t have—

the cultivation of the Tower Ascension Realm.

"Hmm... let’s start with the Second Level of Tower Climb," Chen Kuang snapped his fingers.

The figures in front, previously as rigid as puppets, suddenly seemed injected with thought, their chests rising and falling, eyeballs trembling, becoming lively.

The middle-aged man was the first to react, his pupils constricting as he looked at Chen Kuang and shouted angrily, "Who are you?! Intruding into a private residence, I have the right to kill you!"

He was speaking fluent foreign language.

But then the middle-aged man waved his hand, conjuring a ball of blue flame.

Chen Kuang almost laughed.

This entirely modern scene, paired with inconsistent cultivation and spells, was just like a short skit about the return of the Dragon King.

However, the cultivation on the opponent was genuine.

Because of completely equal cultivation, Chen Kuang’s passive couldn’t take effect, and he even felt a bit of pressure.

But it was precisely this bit of pressure that awakened excitement in Chen Kuang’s heart.

Especially as the opponent’s appearance was so familiar, familiar enough that he’d killed him countless times in his dreams.

The "Sword of Will" in his mind was trembling eagerly, emitting a humming sound.

"Looks like... it really still has to be you all," Chen Kuang sighed.

He stood still, letting the opponents rush forward, then with a mere thought, the middle-aged man in front suddenly widened his eyes, his body stiffened, and he fell dead.

Chen Kuang looked at the two remaining young men, both shocked and angry, smiled, and said, "Come on, it’s your turn."

...

Chen Kuang no longer paid attention to the tragic scene happening in the "Interspace."

In front of him, a refresh in the status bar brought a new passive.

[Before departure, you received a poem from someone, gaining the passive "Mad at Poetry: When reciting poetry in an appropriate setting, the artistic conception within the poem will transform into your strength."]

Chen Kuang’s eyes widened.

Thank you, little sister!

This wasn’t just a poem, it was like handing him an incredibly powerful cheat!

The senior brother in front suddenly stopped rowing and said, "Junior brother, go inside the cabin for a while."

Wen Si raised his head, and on the river, countless flames suddenly ignited, the murderous aura was intense.

"People from the Yihuo Sect have arrived."