High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 68 - 67: An Unreliable Vine—Shen Meinan’s Angry Clash with the Longevity Lock

Chapter 68: Chapter 67: An Unreliable Vine—Shen Meinan’s Angry Clash with the Longevity Lock

Chen Kuang spoke up at this moment, not to truly back down, but to make Shen Xingzhu state her conditions.

He wanted to bait Shen Xingzhu.

Since now the enemy was hidden and he was exposed, and Shen Xingzhu seemed to have some intentions, he decided to show weakness and get her to reveal something.

As long as Shen Xingzhu spoke, it would undoubtedly be a condition favorable to her, perhaps related to her hidden motive.

Chen Kuang could judge whether what she said was true or false. Just by guiding her with a few words, he could naturally figure out what she was thinking.

Then, he would reject her request, and Shen Xingzhu’s purpose would immediately fall apart.

But this was only the best-case scenario.

Chen Kuang didn’t have high expectations either; it would be best if he could catch something with the bait he casually threw, but it wouldn’t matter if he couldn’t.

However, Shen Xingzhu, upon hearing this, fell silent for a while.

She seemed to be seriously contemplating something...

The giant turtle moved forward leisurely, with only the sound of water and insects around, and faint shouts of fishermen coming from afar.

Shen Meinan wasn’t interested in their conversation, so she listlessly retracted her swaying feet.

The Innate energy circulated within her body for one full cycle, evaporating all the moisture from her clothes.

The girl turned her head and saw that Chen Kuang’s clothes were still wet. She coughed and solemnly interjected:

"Aren’t you uncomfortable being wet like that?"

Of course, Chen Kuang felt uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

He was still full of caution towards Shen Xingzhu and didn’t dare to recklessly circulate energy to dissipate spiritual qi right under her nose.

Not having reached the Innate Realm, his amount of spiritual qi was still too little.

If he wanted to use "White Lotus Rebirth" now, it would deplete all his spiritual qi in one stroke, so naturally, he didn’t dare to waste it here.

He only maintained the "Doushuai Descending Heaven" state, letting the spiritual qi overflow and wash away the moisture.

Chen Kuang sighed:

"It’s quite uncomfortable, but once we reach the shore, I’ll let the wind dry it naturally."

Shen Meinan’s eyes curved, and she moved excitedly:

"That’s too troublesome, turn around, and I’ll use spiritual qi to help you!"

She said this while moving over to Chen Kuang, reaching out to place her hands on his back.

The girl felt a bit of regret.

In the storybooks she had read, one of the main characters would get seriously injured, requiring them to take off their clothes to heal their injuries, strengthening their relationship.

But now, in this scenario, they couldn’t take off their clothes, weren’t injured, and it was broad daylight, lacking a bit of taste...

Of course, she didn’t hope for Chen Kuang to get seriously injured.

The girl thought, if one day she was seriously injured, it would be nice if Chen Kuang could come to help her heal.

But if such a moment came, she probably wouldn’t be able to resist laughing... it would totally ruin the atmosphere.

Shen Meinan mused to herself, her hands moved without hesitation.

Chen Kuang turned around, faintly hearing the girl giggling and sensing her body getting closer, strangely feeling he might be the one at a loss.

Speaking of which, Shen Xingzhu could probably see everything now...

Chen Kuang had a peculiar expression.

Logically, shouldn’t she stop this?

Her twin sister, cozied up with a stranger man, especially one she held a grudge against, and she didn’t utter a word.

Just when Chen Kuang thought Shen Xingzhu would remain silent, she suddenly spoke up unexpectedly.

The woman’s cold and composed voice was steady, but what she said was quite unsettling.

"I have only one requirement—"

"You can’t touch her."

She said.

Chen Kuang: "..."

Shen Meinan was stunned, then her cheeks instantly flushed red as she jolted, retracting her hands like they were electrified.

The girl loudly stammered, "What, what are you saying?!"

Shen Xingzhu continued calmly, "This is my requirement. As long as you agree, I can swear not to take any action against you before you leave the Liang Kingdom."

Chen Kuang thought he would refuse directly to trigger a passive effect.

What kind of refusal was this?

If he refused "not touching Shen Meinan."

Then wouldn’t that mean he must touch Shen Meinan?

In other words, he definitely would!

Although Chen Kuang didn’t consider himself a good person and practically had no principles—otherwise, he wouldn’t be ambiguously involved with Chu Wen Ruo.

But all of this was built on mutual consent and awareness.

The most basic responsibility in an adult’s world is to be accountable for your choices.

Though Chen Kuang didn’t mind joking a little with Shen Meinan, he was aware that Shen Meinan was merely smitten by a fleeting impulse of love at first sight.

Clearly, she hadn’t considered how much resistance and pressure she would face if she truly followed Chen Kuang.

Especially with her special identity.

Chen Kuang had already cautioned her to his utmost, plain and simple, he also wished to use Shen Meinan, not save her from the unknown abyss.

He wasn’t that noble.

Especially when he couldn’t even protect himself.

Chen Kuang’s clothes were still dripping water.

They were like drenched chickens, trapped in their own quagmire, struggling to break free.

But if the vines they grasped pulled from opposite ends, one would inevitably drown... hence, they couldn’t be tied together.

A young girl’s sentiments are often poetic, but sometimes, they can only be poetic.

Chen Kuang looked at Shen Meinan, who was eagerly gazing at him, and smiled:

"Fairy, saying that makes me unhappy, what sort of request is this? I am a gentleman and will naturally treat your sister with respect throughout."

He stated earnestly, "Moreover, we are friends."

Shen Meinan was momentarily stunned, pursed her lips, and looked down, seemingly a bit disappointed.

But soon, the girl lifted her head, eyes smiling brightly: "Yes, we are good friends! The kind with an instant bond!"

Shen Xingzhu said indifferently, "Oh? Among the common storybooks under your bed, there are three that start with being good friends with an instant bond."

Shen Meinan’s eyes widened; she grabbed her silver lock in disbelief:

"You you you... Shen Xingzhu, you went through my bed!"

In her urgency, she called out Shen Xingzhu’s name.

"What did you do with my books?!"

Shen Meinan asked anxiously.

Shen Xingzhu replied calmly, "They were an eyesore, so I burned them."

Shen Meinan’s face turned white, nearly fainting.

"I’m going to fight you!"

With teary eyes, the girl bumped her forehead against the Longevity Lock in her hand.

The Longevity Lock was unharmed, but her forehead turned red.

Chen Kuang couldn’t help but laugh.

The big turtle swam for a while, entering a reed area.

Tall reeds swayed in the wind, soon they saw boats passing by, creating ripples.

Wild Crossing, they had arrived.

"The timing is just right, I wonder where Qingcuo and the others are waiting, and if they’ve encountered any pursuers..."

Chen Kuang glanced at the distant crossing, fingers subconsciously pressed on the harp strings.

...

Compared to the bustling, prosperous Guan Du Port, Wild Crossing seemed quite shabby.

The fishing boats endured the years, their bodies full of mottled scars from wear, with ropes, fishing nets, and some tattered clothes piled on the decks.

Many fishermen with weathered faces and rough skin navigated their boats on the lake, casting nets with relatively large holes.

There were also taller local Cao Bang boats, with a few gang members in strong suits sitting here and there, sharply watching the fishermen.

Even fishing on Dongting Lake required tributes.

Fishermen below were not allowed to keep big fish privately; any fish over ten pounds had to be offered as tributes to the Lake Dragon King.

"Tian Li, look, whose young lady is that, why haven’t we seen her?"

A Cao Bang member suddenly asked, a bit perplexed, tugging at his companion nearby.

"Zhang Daqiu, since when did you have an eye for this?"

The companion teased, turning his head.

Indeed, they saw a woman holding a child, sitting in a small boat.

The woman had her face covered with a headscarf, her skin was sallow, and her actions seemed anxious, seemingly no different from a typical fisherman’s wife.

But Tian Li, who had previously worked as a Hospital Guard in a wealthy household, vaguely felt something was off.

He thought it over carefully, suddenly his eyes sharpened: "Her back is too straight."

Tian Li immediately kicked Zhang Daqiu, whispering: "Get up and work! Something’s not right with this woman."

He signaled with his eyes: "Follow and take a look."