I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3371 - 1682: A State of One Daughter Calls Mournful, Before the Storm It is Still Peaceful_2
Chapter 3371 -1682: A State of One Daughter Calls Mournful, Before the Storm It is Still Peaceful_2
Dao Qiongcang, Bei Huai.
The reason Dao Qiongcang is still merely who he is today is that he walked a path different from Bei Huai’s.
He could not remain loyal to the Qianshi Dao Clan, yet retained his human nature, so he chose to build something out of nothing.
This is what Ai Cangsheng currently believes.
To this day, he still cannot see through Dao Qiongcang, aware that all the insights he could have about “Dao Qiongcang” are only what Dao Qiongcang wants him to see.
As for Bei Huai…
Completely different!
In stark contrast to the secretive Dao Qiongcang, Bei Huai is forever transparent, forever brazen.
He remained loyal to the Mournful Emperor Realm, as well as to himself, in a mindset completely alien to the average person.
Step by step, he followed the blueprint laid out by the Mournful Emperor Realm—leveraging the resources of the Holy Emperor Family, realizing his innate talents, passing the family’s truth-seeking trials, until reaching that final step.
Differing from Yue Gongli, who was hesitant about “replacing” the Holy Emperor position, Bei Huai harbored no such doubts.
He openly accepted the Holy Emperor position, the contract, the prestige, and ascended to become the second sanctified emperor of that generation of the Ten High Nobles.
This is the part Ai Cangsheng understands: Bei Huai’s loyalty to the Mournful Bei family.
What follows is his understanding of Bei Huai’s loyalty to himself, which does not conflict at all with his loyalty to his family.
As soon as Bei Huai attained sanctification, he began implementing his philosophy on the research of life.
In just three years, he transformed the Mournful Bei family, modifying ninety-nine percent of its life forms into Bei Huai.
He enslaved the World Tree of the Mournful Emperor Realm, its guardian deity—the ancient japonicum.
He consolidated all the spiritual weapons, spiritual medicines, spiritual beasts, and other resources scattered among the upper elites of the family, bringing them under his sole control.
He sent all forces and voices opposing his philosophy on life into reincarnation, making them the first batch of experimental subjects to perfect his theories.
In less than a decade, he ascended to become the most powerful family head in the history of the Mournful Emperor Realm. While letting the world blossom with countless possibilities, he made sure only one voice ever emerged externally:
Bei Huai!
When the Five Great Holy Emperor Families held another grand assembly and noticed the erratic behavior of the lower-level members of the Mournful Bei family, each seemingly mad…
The rice was already cooked.
The Mournful Emperor Realm had become the realm of a single man.
Other than keeping their distance with reverence, or occasionally resisting Bei Huai at critical moments, the remaining four families could do nothing else.
Not even the Cold Palace Yue Clan wanted any trouble with him, which spoke volumes about how unfathomably powerful Bei Huai had become.
“Will Bei Huai die?”
The memory of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man’s resolute declaration flashed through his mind again, and Ai Cangsheng shook his head slightly.
This was why he was unwilling to respond more to the Five Decays of Heaven and Man’s questioning.
This was the unspeakable truth at the top of the Stairway to Heaven, a truth that even if spoken, no one would remember.
In fact, all possible explanations had already been given long ago, when Xu Xiaoshou ascended the Sacred Mountain and Ai Cangsheng uttered the three words “Daoist Guardian.”
“Ten!”
Even I, one of the Ten High Nobles, can’t do it.
Xu Xiaoshou, not yet at seven or eight-tenths of his potential, can’t do it.
Under the heavens, Ai Cangsheng, possessing the Eyes of the Great Path, could no longer see who still had a chance to succeed.
He was willing to grant the haphazardly assembled Five Decays of Heaven and Man an opportunity to reach “ten,” no matter how mad they were. As long as they retained a sliver of clarity at their spiritual altar…
In the eyes of the world, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man were mad.
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But in Ai Cangsheng’s eyes, all the madness of the world combined could not compare to the madness of one Bei Huai.
The Daoist Guardian was self-proclaimed.
What the frog at the bottom of the well couldn’t see, the Eyes of the Great Path could.
Ai Cangsheng no longer wished to see moths rushing into flames, nor did he want each sacrifice of the moths to further fuel the blaze!
“Curses…”
Would curses be effective?
The curses from the Five Decays of Heaven and Man had ensnared even Dao Qiongcang, had caused even himself to willingly degenerate, so they were undoubtedly formidable.
But!
Could they deal with Bei Huai, or even the remaining three families?
Ai Cangsheng had no answer.
He slowly withdrew his gaze from the skies and returned to the tranquil state he usually maintained, turning to look at Xu Xiaoshou, who remained in the midst of the battlefield.
The answers demanded by the Five Decays of Heaven and Man were trivial. He had no interest in providing them.
Xu Xiaoshou already had a general outline of the answer, so he didn’t need to elaborate further.
But mere “answers” were useless, as Xu Xiaoshou had rightly said—the only path forward was to “fight”!
If, after everything combined, not even he—this self-proclaimed Daoist Guardian, the final touchstone beneath the Stairway to Heaven—could be surpassed…
Then go back and play.
After all, even a frog at the bottom of the well has its blessings. Knowing less, living happier.
…
“Do I need to go to the Southern Region?”
Sitting upright on the osmanthus wood wheelchair atop the rubble, Ai Cangsheng could perceive the discussions of the five regions but could not hear their voices.
He understood that the image of the “Lord Cang Sheng” would be tarnished after this, but he didn’t care.
He had never protected the path for the sake of all living beings.
He did it for Lei Xiaoxiao—for the Lei Xiaoxiao that was himself.
He looked at Xu Xiaoshou, his expression remaining calm, as if being struck from Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe to the Eastern Region, killing the Five Decays of Heaven and Man once along the way, and surviving…
All of these were inconsequential.
And indeed, they were inconsequential in the grander scheme of the “Path” Ai Cangsheng upheld, as insignificant as dust.
“If you insist, I will have Elder Zhong take me to the Southern Region. The pact between us remains valid.”
Ai Cangsheng fixed his gaze on the young man beside Elder Zhong.
The world said that Lord Shou was as crazed as the youthful Bazhun’an, who had once proclaimed the audacious words: “For generations, none like me, this peerless genius under heaven; for ten thousand years, no one to surpass me.”
Ai Cangsheng saw not a shadow of the Bazhun’an of old in Xu Xiaoshou, nor did he detect even a glimmer of any hope for success within or without him.
