High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 59 - 58: Fate and Man-Made Calamity

Although it sounds just as bizarre as a mythological tale, similar to Nezha, who was gestated for three years before being born, and upon birth, was a ball of flesh cloud and so on.

But Chen Kuang didn’t think it was fake.

After all, this is a High Martial World.

Considering the saying that a Saint doesn’t enter the cycle of reincarnation, like Buddha, who was born pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the earth, proclaiming "In the sky and on earth, I am the sole respecter", such an awe-inspiring birth anomaly is entirely possible.

However, the problem is that a birth anomaly represents extraordinary talent or a powerful past life.

Yet Shen Meinan just happens to have average talent.

During her introduction earlier, she mentioned the cultivation realms of several individuals; Shen Meinan is currently fifteen years old and in the Innate Primordial Force realm.

Before Chen Kuang arrived, she had the lowest cultivation level among them.

But honestly, in Chen Kuang’s view, this level is already quite decent considering Shen Meinan’s young age.

Li Hongling ascended the tower at eighteen and dared to speak boastfully.

Shen Meinan might not necessarily be worse than her...

However, this is from the general public’s perspective; if compared to Shen Xingzhu, she indeed seems to be just ordinary.

Not possessing extraordinary talent, how could a birth anomaly occur?

Or perhaps...

Offensive thoughts unconsciously popped into Chen Kuang’s mind.

Could it be that Shen Xingzhu’s anomaly was actually the result of her placenta becoming a spirit, transforming into a younger sister born ten years later?

Of course, this is impossible.

But Chen Kuang feels that there is more to it, and there must be a secret that cannot be divulged.

The reason is quite simple—

If everything was open and aboveboard, why hide the existence of Shen Meinan from the world?

Even Shen Meinan herself seems to subconsciously conceal her identity.

If it’s truly for protection, it seems unnecessary.

Li Hongling, backed by a Saint, can act fearlessly because others dare not harm her, let alone Shen Meinan whose elder sister is the Daoist of Mystic God Daoist Sect.

As for what exactly this secret is?

Chen Kuang is still in the dark.

However, in Shen Meinan’s account, the oddest points are precisely two things.

One is that before birth, Shen Xingzhu supposedly "punched and kicked" Shen Meinan, causing the latter to be born with bruises all over.

Second is the significant delay of ten years in birth time.

Shen Meinan spoke casually, even humorously, but the real situation might have been perilous.

There’s actually a common saying among the people that twins or multi-births would compete for nourishment among each other, often resulting in siblings being born with significant size differences.

Especially the talent gap between Shen Meinan and Shen Xingzhu makes it hard not to draw associative thoughts.

Chen Kuang even feels that the delay of ten years perhaps was to conceal the fact that they are twins.

Not saying it’s almost certain, but it’s surely related.

"Why are you not speaking?"

Shen Meinan pursed her lips, suddenly feeling wronged: "I knew it, you surely don’t believe it either."

"If you know who my sister is, you’d surely not believe it even more, might even turn around and accuse me of being obtuse."

Her tone was determined, as if she had gone through similar experiences many times before.

"Who said I didn’t believe it?"

Chen Kuang suddenly smiled, saying: "Moreover, how would you know that I don’t know who your sister is?"

Shen Meinan was taken aback, then shook her head as if it was a rattle-drum: "Impossible."

"You would never guess it!"

The girl muttered: "No one has ever guessed it... you surely don’t believe!" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

If it were an ordinary person, indeed, they couldn’t guess it, nor would they dare to assume it’s Shen Xingzhu.

Even if they inferred from Shen Meinan’s descriptions, they would immediately deny it themselves.

Chen Kuang halted, and ahead was the door to his guest room.

Shen Meinan had earlier received the key from the maid and opened the door for him, but hesitated slightly, then stopped from going inside.

With her hands behind her back, she turned around to glance at him: "This is your room, you can go in yourself, there aren’t many things, you should be able to recognize them."

Chen Kuang stood inside the door, saying: "Miss Meinan, would you not come in for a sit?"

The girl hesitated upon hearing his words, her expression perplexed and changing, as if engaged in a Celestial Being’s fierce battle.

But ultimately, she decisively said: "I remembered Ming Yan had invited me to enjoy the scenery at her place, so I won’t be disturbing you."

Once the words were out, she regretted it internally, biting her lips.

Clearly, clearly... she actually quite wanted to continue chatting with the young man before her.

For some reason, she had an inexplicable, pleasant feeling towards this young man she had just met for the first time.

As if they had met somewhere before, there was a sense of familiarity.

But when she thought the other person didn’t believe her words, merely humoring her, she felt a twinge of sadness and frustration.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone thought she was being unreasonable, and no one believed what she said.

Not referring to the twins, but rather...

The fact that her incomparable sister was actually a bad woman.

Shen Meinan wanted to let go of Chen Kuang’s hand she had just grabbed, but in the next moment, Chen Kuang turned his hand over and held hers instead.

"Huh?!"

Shen Meinan’s eyes widened, distinct in black and white, and she felt her fingertips suddenly freeze.

Her whole body felt as if a spell was cast, unable to move.

It was completely different from when she had actively reached for his hand just now...

Shen Meinan couldn’t walk away.

Because Chen Kuang pulled her, leaned over to her ear, and said with a smile:

"I know, Shen Xingzhu is a bad woman, and she’s very, very bad, dripping with wickedness."

He emphasized each word with certainty:

"I really know."

Shen Meinan felt the world spinning, took two woozy steps forward, and saw Chen Kuang turn around with her, closing the door himself.

"Thump, thump..."

Shen Meinan’s heart raced, standing in the room unsure of what to do.

Clearly, it was Chen Kuang who spoke of the "taboo," yet Shen Meinan widened her eyes and covered her mouth.

Chen Kuang raised an eyebrow: "What, it seems I guessed right?"

Shen Meinan whispered: "How do you know?"

Chen Kuang pointed at his own eyes and said with feigned seriousness: "I calculated it."

He laughed: "These eyes, they hold secrets that cannot be revealed."

"That impressive?"

Shen Meinan immediately believed him, nervously saying: "Then... then did you reveal anything else?"

Chen Kuang nodded: "Yes."

"I once heard a story, a cautionary tale about kin, about the ’Venerable Bone.’"

"Do you want to hear it?"

Shen Meinan quickly nodded, brought over two stools, and listened intently as Chen Kuang recounted this seemingly pointed story.

"Clearly they were cousins, yet one wanted to usurp another’s talent for himself..."

Shen Meinan murmured blankly: "How truly sinister the human heart can be."

She looked at Chen Kuang again, the young man opposite her was blindfolded, calmly lifting a teacup to take a sip, as if merely telling a simple story.

Shen Meinan, however, felt like she had become a character in the story...

Surely not, was her talent also taken away?

No, no, could a bad woman really be that bad? It didn’t seem so... When she was little, after being scolded by her father for slacking in cultivation, her sister used to buy her candied fruit.

Shen Meinan felt torn, but then heard Chen Kuang say: "By the way, Brother Lin just gave me two scores, but since my eyes are inconvenient, could I ask Miss Meinan to help read them?"

He placed the instrument and score on the table, his expression gentle: "I can play a piece for Miss Meinan as a token of gratitude."

Shen Meinan was naturally eager for this.

She originally wanted to enjoy the piece Chen Kuang played just for her, but for some reason, the more she listened, the more restless she became, with Chen Kuang’s story always floating in her mind.

When Chen Kuang finished playing, he said slowly:

"Around tomorrow evening, we will likely have to part, so consider this piece my farewell gift to Miss Meinan."

Shen Meinan was taken aback: "Tomorrow?"

"But the Tower Ship won’t dock until the day after tomorrow..."

Chen Kuang shook his head, touching his blindfold:

"But I’ve already seen the secret of the heavens."

The veins on his forehead throbbed.

"A sudden sense of foreboding" was subtly warning.

...

On the other side, after leaving, Zhou Yanwei did not return to his room to sleep as he had said, but leaned against the railing on the top deck, gazing at the distant mountains.

"Yanwei, what are you doing here?"

Lin Er You walked over to him in surprise.

Zhou Yanwei pointed into the distance, lazily saying: "We are approaching Guan Du Port—I was thinking... maybe I should jump ship early to avoid unforeseen troubles."

Lin Er You’s steps halted, his face slightly changed.

He chuckled, shaking his fan: "Yanwei, you must be joking, what trouble could there be?"

Zhou Yanwei replied: "Naturally it’s..."

He turned to look at Lin Er You, squinting his eyes as he uttered two words:

"Human calamity!"