I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3161: Chapter 1614: Respectfully Entering the Reincarnation of Life and Death, Personally Delving into the Realm of Ancient and Modern Forget Sorrow (Part 2)
 

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“The guest commits theft, plunders this room, leaving four bare walls, and the evil darkness stirs sleep, leaving my heart deeply troubled.”

“All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, must it not sever my past connections with Ran Ming, yet could it sever my current worries.”

Indeed, the old affairs between Cursed Yin and Ran Ming, no outsiders can judge, as after all, it is a struggle between Ancestral Gods.

Kong Yuhen could indeed detect the “earnestness” in the words of Cursed Yin.

He was surprised at this—Even the Di Ying Holy Plant shows no respect for me, why would Cursed Yin treat me with such esteem?

Similarly, he also discerned something from these words:

The God-Slaying Token was dispersed by Ran Ming, unrelated to Cursed Yin, but the one Ran Ming invited to inherit His legacy has inadvertently disturbed Cursed Yin.

Could this be the reason why the Divine Relics were sealed, trapping everyone within, unable to leave?

In this light, it fundamentally differed from what he had anticipated.

Kong Yuhen had initially shared the same thought as Xu Xiaoshou, believing the voice in the Four Symbols Secret Realm declaring “divine priest guiding reincarnation” was not Ran Ming, but actually Cursed Yin…

Was there more to the story?

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Thus, it seems the ownerless triangle of the Heavenly Realm, the “room,” belonged to both Ran Ming—He who lured others in—and Cursed Yin—He who had also left his contingencies in this place.

Their conflict is irrelevant.

With such an accusation of “injustice,” Cursed Yin now also stands on the moral high ground—as He was at least half the owner.

Kong Yuhen couldn’t understand how he had earned such face to have Cursed Yin request him to pass judgment in the face of “injustice.”

But since he had already promised to “assist against injustice,” he could only take it step by step now.

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“I, the master of this room?” Cursed Yin asked with a smile.

“Yes.” Kong Yuhen could only nod.

“Even if not, it’s no problem.” Cursed Yin smiled, seemingly unconcerned with the answer of “yes” or “no,” and after resolving Kong Yuhen’s retort, continued to express his worries:

“The room has three layers, called the third realm.”

“Ancestral God dreams, nourishing the third realm; thus, nature thrived in the wild, and wisdom flourished within. With Ran Ming gone, all three realms were nurtured by me, Di Ying spilt blood, and the Great Path was formed herein.”

“There’s a thief, in the first realm cut the Ancestral Trees, in the second stole the Sky Core, in the third challenged the Ancestral God. Where nature occurred, he removed it; where chances arose, he stole them. I descended divine power, exterminated the evil, eradicated disease and calamity, striving to restore this room, nurturing the ancient battle wounds.”

“But the thief repeatedly obstructed, pressed on relentlessly, wounded my Dao Infant, and shattered my divine palace. Now as I recover, I have the will but lack the strength, with no choice, I had to get involved.”

“All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, has always boasted the supreme reputation of ‘forgetting sorrows,’ I have a second worry: facing such injustice, would you be willing to help?”

Cursed Yin’s words were earnest, full of sorrow and grievance.

Having spoken, his gaze fell upon him, without any pressure, only a pitiable state of seeking help after suffering a great disaster and injustice.

At this moment, setting aside Kong Yuhen.

Even Huang Quan and the Holy Emperor Wangze by his side, both irrationally felt an anger surge within them.

Thief!

Villain!

Scoundrel!

Cursed Yin painstakingly managed the Divine Relics for thousands, ten thousands of years, only wishing to properly heal his wounds.

You, on the other hand, after robbing the room, still think of attacking the original owner of the room, do you also wish to annihilate the Ancestral God to become one yourself?

Utterly audacious!

After Huang Quan indulged in these emotions for a long time, he suddenly awoke, realizing he too was one of those “scoundrels.”

My sin, my sin…

Do not see me, do not see me, do not see me…

Kong Yuhen’s heart was filled with mixed feelings, and his expression involuntarily revealed layers of complexity.

Within the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, one only speaks from the heart.

Not to mention Cursed Yin not exerting the power of guidance on him, even if He wanted to…

For some reason, Kong Yuhen felt a strong confidence.

The other party, could not guide him.

This means, what He said, every word was true.

His grievances are real, his discontent is real, his anger is also real.

After suffering such injustice, his earnest desire to commission him to help was also true!

But helping Cursed Yin, wouldn’t that mean opposing that “thief”?

Kong Yuhen remained silent for a long time, drinking three cups in succession.

As a result, the Holy Emperor Wangze was rather busy refilling the cups, and after filling three cups, he stood holding the wine warmer, staring blankly at this man.

Then he heard Kong Yuhen finally ask, “Who is the thief?”

Cursed Yin leaned slightly back, resting upon the void as a backrest, three heads and three mouths spoke simultaneously, each in different tones:

“Xu Xiaoshou.”

“Dao Qiongcang.”

“Cao Yihan.”

What?!

Behind the mask, Huang Quan’s eyes flickered in shock.

Cao Yihan?

If not mistaken, it could only be that Cao Yihan, right?

But…

Kui Leihan entered God’s Relics too?

When did this happen?

Hadn’t he disappeared from sight long ago?

Even if he resurfaced, he couldn’t possibly walk the same path as Hallmaster Dao… Oh, Dao Qiongcang is no longer Hallmaster Dao, is that the reason?

Also!

“Xu, Dao, Cao, the three together, are just two of the Ten High Nobles, and one of the Ten High Nobles.”

“Cursed Yin, all outmatched?”

“Can only come to All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion to request Kong Yuhen’s help?”

Why is it Kong Yuhen?

Huang Quan was utterly baffled.

The norm would suggest that no one could defeat a combination that not even the Cursed Yin Evil God could defeat.

In the end, as he pondered more and more, an absurd idea gradually emerged in his mind:

It’s normal for Cursed Yin to lose to the Ten High Nobles.

Because only the Ten High Nobles can defeat the Ten High Nobles…

“What am I thinking?”

Huang Quan shuddered with a chill.

He almost slapped himself in the face towards the mask, not daring to let his mind wander in such a delicate atmosphere any longer.

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“Why me?”

Kong Yuhen too had questions.

He couldn’t understand, the combination that even Cursed Yin couldn’t annihilate.

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