High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 62 - 61: Only the Destined Can Be Saved, Refusal Granted

Chapter 62: Chapter 61: Only the Destined Can Be Saved, Refusal Granted

The sound of the zither came to an abrupt halt.

Shen Meinan was concentrating intently on listening and immediately asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"Nothing really."

Chen Kuang shook his head, "I thought of an area that isn’t quite perfect and could use some refining."

"Oh..."

Shen Meinan seemed to understand, yet not really. To her, continuing the Music Saint’s Fragmented Score was already beyond her level of expertise.

Having her listen could only let her hear the sound.

She really couldn’t discern the quality of the details.

But since Chen Kuang said it wasn’t perfect, it definitely wasn’t perfect.

After all, he was a peerless genius capable of continuing the Music Saint’s Fragmented Score!

Yes, Shen Meinan had already classified Chen Kuang as such.

Shen Meinan may not have the ability to discern such advanced content, but she clearly knew that Chen Kuang had absolutely succeeded in continuing the score.

The Music Saint’s Fragmented Score was not something just anyone could continue.

The power of the Saint, in the form of "intention," lingered within the score, which in itself posed an exceptionally high threshold.

Playing it was already as difficult as reaching the heavens; continuing it was even harder.

Once, a disciple from the Celestial Sound Pavilion, boasting of genius, tried to forcefully continue the score, but ultimately had their Heart Spirit shattered by the "intention" left by the Saint, becoming completely ruined—a fool.

And now, Chen Kuang was proceeding without the slightest obstruction.

This implies that the Saint’s "intention" had already acknowledged the continuation of the score.

"And you said you had no talent, turns out your talent isn’t in cultivation, but here."

"No wonder you look down on the Mystic God Daoist Sect. If your success in continuing the score gets out, the Celestial Sound Pavilion would instantly recruit you as a Supreme Elder, no joke."

Shen Meinan muttered this and then suddenly jumped next to Chen Kuang, hands behind her back, smiling brightly, revealing two little tiger teeth:

"If one day the Celestial Sound Pavilion really seeks you out, Fellow Daoist Ruogu, don’t forget about me when you get rich!"

Chen Kuang chuckled, "Alright, at that time, peanuts will be more than enough."

He paused, coughed twice, "Stop picking food from the ground to eat..."

Shen Meinan’s face instantly turned red.

She felt so embarrassed as if she wanted to disappear, "You... you knew?!"

The young girl just felt a burning sensation on her face and hurriedly explained, "I just can’t stand waste, I haven’t eaten it yet. Actually, I’m quite particular... oh gosh!"

"Ming Yan is still waiting for me to have tea, I must go now!"

She turned around and rushed out the door, then after three seconds, came back cautiously fixing the door she bumped into and took with her.

Chen Kuang: "..."

Once Shen Meinan shut herself outside the door, he finally couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The voice of Shen Meinan’s embarrassed anger came from afar, "Don’t laugh! Don’t laugh! Don’t laugh!"

The voice grew more distant, probably because she was running away.

Chen Kuang laughed and shook his head, the laughter on his face gradually fading away.

Zhou Yanwei turned out to be a prince of the Zhou Kingdom...

Moreover, it seems he’s the Second Prince.

Currently, the Zhou Kingdom has yet to establish the position of Crown Prince, and if based on seniority and legitimacy, naturally, the Eldest Prince has the highest chance.

In the original body’s time in the Imperial Palace over the years, he had overheard countless secrets of the inner palace, not just of the Liang Kingdom but also of the long-standing rival Zhou Kingdom.

Rumor has it the Eldest Prince is the most favored, the only prince among them to have already received a princely title, and often assists Ji Chengtian in managing state affairs, being almost certainly appointed.

This Second Prince, not quite in any clear standing, actually ran off to the Liang Kingdom at such a time.

Concealing his identity, standing for righteousness.

Not princely at all.

Chen Kuang was becoming increasingly puzzled.

On this Tower Ship, it seemed that no one was simple. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Yet, which one among them was the "Qingyun" that the easygoing senior mentioned?

However, regardless of who it was, Chen Kuang had to disembark tomorrow anyway, it seemed too late to latch on to any support.

One could only say that plans couldn’t keep up with changes.

"Never mind, let’s just get through this hurdle first..."

Chen Kuang sat on the bed, placing the zither horizontally on his knees, deciding not to leave the room from then on, focusing on researching the two newly acquired scores.

Earlier, he matched the First Aspect with the "Anonymous" piece, unexpectedly sensing that the first aperture was faintly loosening.

If he hadn’t been interrupted, he would have opened this last aperture directly right then.

Now it requires some adjustments to regain the state.

"Just right, refine this score further, especially the ’Constellation’ piece. If I can comprehend its true meaning, its power should rival ’White Lotus Rebirth’."

"The two, one near, one far, one overt, one covert, precisely make up for my current shortcoming, they could be a deadly move!"

Chen Kuang’s pondering stretched into the evening.

During this time, Lin Er You again invited him to a feast, Ming Yan and Zhou Yanwei also came to visit, but he declined all with the reason of refining the score.

Only meeting Shen Meinan, who kindly brought him food again.

Although that food eventually ended up in her stomach, making her round and full...

...

Shen Meinan came out of Chen Kuang’s guest room, walked to the deck, patted her little belly, and belched contentedly, looking towards the distant fishing lights with a sigh.

Feeling rather melancholic.

"Sigh..."

"What’s this, the normally carefree Xiaomei Nan is sighing too."

Ming Yan walked over to her side, draped in red enticing attire, smiling, "That guy is so absorbed in his practice, he doesn’t even meet me, yet he meets only you, shouldn’t you be happy?"

Shen Meinan shook her head, "He’s going to leave."

Ming Yan blinked, amused, "So that’s what you’re worried about? Truly can’t see the forest for the trees."

Shen Meinan turned her head to look at her, thinking she was mocking her childishness, retorted,

"If he leaves, who knows when I can see him again, shouldn’t that be concerning?"

Ming Yan shook her head, exasperated but not angry,

"He’s going to leave, why don’t you chase after him?"

Shen Meinan suddenly froze.

Ming Yan asked, "Do you have some incredible goal that requires you to go somewhere else no matter what?"

Shen Meinan immediately shook her head, "No..."

She was originally running away from home, wandering wherever fate would take her.

She could go anywhere.

Why couldn’t she follow someone?

Shen Meinan’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Right, I can chase after him!"

She instantly burst with joy, hugged Ming Yan and rubbed against her, gratitude flowing, "Thank you, Sister Ming Yan!"

Ming Yan smiled brilliantly, "Meeting by chance is also destiny, we Buddhist disciples love to convert those with fate the most."

She hesitated again, "However... this Ruogu seem to have a familiar aura, it might not be simple."

Shen Meinan spoke mysteriously, "It’s great that it’s not simple! He’s truly amazing!"

She let go of Ming Yan, bouncing away joyfully.

Ming Yan stood still, raising her slender fingers, gently twisting, hitching up two strands of illusory red threads.

The red threads connected to the void, destination unknown.

"Thousands of connections, desires arise for the Buddha, even the heavens of Lapis Lazuli are joyful with this."

"How strange, this emotional thread suddenly intercepts in the middle, like it’s been erased, turned into a blank."

She murmured, frowning, then relaxed again.

"However, at this moment, an easier variable has emerged."

A red mark appeared between her brows, seductive to the extreme, casting a hazy glow, and behind her head, a halo spread like an aura.

Her red attire wasn’t merely red clothing, it was woven of numerous illusory red threads!

"Xiaomei Nan, you better thank me properly in the future."

Ming Yan smiled slightly, her form gradually fading into the darkness, transforming into a wisp of blue smoke.

Before completely disappearing, she couldn’t help but touch the spot where Shen Meinan had bumped into her chest.

"How can it be so big..."

She muttered.

...

Chen Kuang closed his eyes, placing his hands virtually above the Dragon’s Gums, plucking invisible strings.

Within the room, the air was driven by an invisible force, trembling and pulsating with the silent melody.

Chen Kuang’s wrist flicked, and the energy rippled outward.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

Several almost imperceptible cracks appeared on the room’s furniture.

Only upon close examination would one discover that the cracks had penetrated the entire furniture, slicing it in two, but from the exterior, there appeared no difference.

Chen Kuang opened his eyes, his aura shifted suddenly, rising continuously.

First Aperture! Open!

Simultaneously, the status bar before his eyes jumped, refreshing with a new passive ability.

[You have refused others three times in a row, acquiring the passive ability "Reluctant Compliance": Once you refuse someone’s request, that matter will never succeed.]