I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3414 - 1695: Searching for Dai’er in the Corridor of the Cold Prison, Ice Prison Sword Tearing the Face
Chapter 3414 -1695: Searching for Dai’er in the Corridor of the Cold Prison, Ice Prison Sword Tearing the Face
“Zheng…”
A faint piano melody lingered in the air, its ethereal notes echoing deeply.
Crossing the Yining Spring River, venturing into the depths of the Cold Sea, and following the guidance of the icy currents, he finally reached the cold prison and successfully located the designated cell.
The cell door was half-open, and at the threshold of the thick, icy blue gate stood a young maiden who looked somewhat familiar.
She had an oval-shaped face, her eyes closed as she leaned against the icy wall, tilting her head to listen intently to the piano’s melody. Two dimples on her cheeks held a dreamy smile.
Her eyelashes were long, dark, and curled; her skin as fair as snow, delicate and smooth, seemingly unblemished. She looked to be no older than twenty in her prime.
As one approached, they could faintly catch the subtle fragrance exuding from her shapely figure—a captivating scent of innocence.
“Miss Dai’er.”
The tone of Yuegong Hui’s voice softened slightly as he gently called out.
He recognized this maid. During the discussions in the barren mountains before, Miss Dai’er had offered the most advice, and her suggestions had been the most practical.
In the end, she was the first to leave, clearly unimpressed by the “rewards” of the spatial ring and the spirit gem.
For a maid to exhibit such “noble character”, seeking no other benefit and helping purely out of goodwill, it made Yuegong Hui, in hindsight, feel a pang of guilt toward himself.
Of course, he didn’t think it necessary to investigate the maid or unravel the mystery of her background.
The only reason he even remembered Miss Dai’er’s name was because, at the moment of parting, someone had called her by that name.
Yuegong Hui had happened to take note of it.
“Hm?”
Leaning against the icy wall, Miss Dai’er, who clearly hadn’t reached a high enough cultivation level, and whose awareness of danger was rather weak, only hurriedly opened her eyes upon hearing Yuegong Hui’s voice.
From this close distance, it became apparent that her eyes were remarkably large, their misty hues deeply captivating, resembling two glistening black-purple grapes.
“It’s you!”
Upon seeing the outsider, Miss Dai’er was initially startled, instinctively shrinking her shoulders. But with the icy wall behind her, there was no room to retreat further.
Immediately recalling something, she relaxed, covering her reddened lips with a sly smile playing in her eyes as she remarked,
“Elder Hui, you also think I… no, our suggestion was the right one, don’t you? As expected, you’ve come to seek an audience with the Mistress!”
The maids of Tingyu Pavilion were truly audacious!
This naturally stirred mixed feelings within Yuegong Hui’s heart.
Had it been anyone else, traversing the entire Cold Palace Emperor Realm, no maid would dare jest with him in such a manner. They wouldn’t even dare to raise their heads to speak.
But then again, this was someone under Young Master Li’s protection… Yuegong Hui smiled ruefully:
“Miss Dai’er, you are indeed clever. After ruminating over it on my return, I thought it best to come here seeking—”
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Miss Dai’er quickly waved her hands, her small face showing a hint of alarm.
It was evident she wanted to explain herself, to make clear that this idea had not come solely from her but was the result of collective brainstorming by everyone.
She didn’t want to shoulder the blame alone.
But seemingly thinking better of it, she realized that explaining too much to a meddlesome elder might bring no benefit and could make things messier instead.
Her name being remembered was already a frightening matter; she dared not say another word. Feeling slightly awkward, she waved her hands slightly and said:
“Elder Hui, there’s no need to explain this to me. You may go in…” She pointed toward the entrance of the cell, her gesture thoroughly dismissive.
Yuegong Hui glanced in the direction.
The cells in the cold prison were typically small, but the one prepared for Miss Yue Gongnu was exceptionally spacious.
Though one would call it a cell, from the environment, it was more like a Yin-type Sacred Secret Land, housing wonders within, superior even to ordinary Spiritual Sites.
As he gazed, through the half-open icy walls, Yuegong Hui could only make out a single corridor, unable to glimpse the larger interior.
Of course, as beautiful as the cold prison seemed, it was far from a benevolent place.
This was also a Broken Land, where laws were in disarray. For any Spiritual Cultivator, being here was constant torment.
Furthermore, with Holy Power and the power of the ancestral source being sealed here, Yin energy would invade one’s body, making every single breath a form of suffering.
Yuegong Hui was already enduring such suffering now.
His entire strength was suppressed by ninety percent, and even using a hint of saint’s will took an immense effort.
This was still under the circumstance where he had entered the cold prison under the pretense of “paying a visit” and had been granted a Passing Jade Pendant.
Miss Yue Gongnu had no such protection. Having stayed here for thirty years, how much hardship must she have endured?
“Miss Dai’er isn’t here to visit… her, so why are you standing out here?” Yuegong Hui retracted his gaze, deciding not to enter the cell alone. Instead, he looked at the young woman before him.
“I was…” Miss Dai’er seemed uneasy under his scrutiny. “Enjoying the piano…”
Zheng——
Silence fell at the cell entrance.
The melody of the ancient piano flowed through the barely-opened door.
The music had reached its climax, devoid of any trace of secluded sorrow and resentment. It transitioned from the earlier delicate murmurs of subterranean springs into tones of resolute bloodshed.
Yuegong Hui closed his eyes, allowing his mind to settle, and soon felt himself drawn into a prehistoric battlefield within the shadows of the Senluo Forest.
The atmosphere was grim and oppressive. Under the overcast sky veiled in shadow, armored knights wielding long halberds clashed with raging giants brandishing shields and axes…
The strikes of swords and spears resounded like shattered porcelain.
The mournful wails of ghosts echoed like wolves lamenting their lost offspring.
Fighting to the very end, both armies were reduced to pools of blood, claiming no victors or losers, only mutual destruction with countless dead on all sides.
As the melody gradually faded, Yuegong Hui opened his eyes, filled with a sense of loss and longing.
“Such a remarkable ‘Injury Nan Ting’, I felt as though I glimpsed the root of the Blood Calamity in the Land of Sin. If only the Ancestor of Sorcery had not fallen into the Cursed Yin, had not wielded the Blood Tree, had not bonded with the Blood World Pearl, then perhaps that chapter… alas.”
Shaking his head with a sigh, Yuegong Hui said no more, pointing toward the icy gate: “Miss Dai’er, join me in going inside.”
He didn’t probe further into the maid’s reasons for being here.
Whether it was because she had offended Yue Gongnu or because the number of visitors was restricted, it hardly mattered to Yuegong Hui.
