Chapter 73: The Special Edition Righteous Qi That Defies Common Sense
“I think compared to those analyses you just made, this one is completely impossible, right?”
Liang Zhi Che weakly grumbled.
But as Jiang Ce glared at him, he immediately changed his tune: “I think it might be a submarine.”
Seeing the two of them talking more and more outrageously, Xuan Qing finally spoke up: “Although it’s your speculation, judging from the current situation, it’s not without this possibility.
When traveling outside, we must make the worst plans to maximize the guarantee of our own safety.
Here’s the plan: let’s assume Jiang Ce’s speculation is correct. I’ll go down first. If there’s no threat, you all come down after. If there is a situation, I have no worries holding me back alone. If I can handle it, I’ll finish it off and come back for you. If I can’t, I can escape, and then we’ll figure it out.”
Xuan Qing made the final decision, and the others had no objections.
But though they didn’t say it out loud, they weren’t optimistic in their hearts.
Because from Xuan Qing’s words, everyone heard a very bad piece of news: Xuan Qing himself had no confidence either.
And the fact was indeed so. After hearing Jiang Ce’s analysis, he had no confidence in his heart either.
After all, from the corpse raising ground intelligence obtained in the past, even the weakest corpse king was infinitely close to a fierce ghost, but that was just a simple corpse raising ground, not as complex as this great tomb. Not to mention that the ghosts and monsters on the periphery had strength equivalent to the ghosts and monsters in the core area of a normal corpse raising ground.
If it was really as Jiang Ce said, after so many years and months, just how terrifying the ghosts and monsters it had raised—he didn’t even dare to think about it.
Even ignoring the possibility of raising gu, just based on the scale and the strength of the peripheral ghosts and monsters, the most conservative estimate was that this great tomb might contain real fierce ghosts.
Heaven-Reaching Dharma Master, yet there are differences. Below fierce ghost, he could suppress with a backhand, but above fierce ghost, that’s another story altogether. Even Xuan Qing had no confidence in taking down a corpse king while protecting the others.
So even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, he didn’t dare risk letting the others go down together.
Jiang Ce frowned tightly, calmly analyzing.
Did this count as him disrupting army morale and spreading demon words to confuse the crowd?
Generally, this kind of role didn’t seem very positive no matter where it was.
There was a guy named Yang Xiu who seemed to have been beheaded on the spot.
He silently glanced at Xuan Qing, who was preparing to go down, and didn’t detect the imagined killing intent, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Under everyone’s gazes, Xuan Qing leaped down.
He didn’t need the chain, ignoring gravity, looking as if he were running on the chain, steady as walking on flat ground.
As the gentle glow of the fly whisk gradually disappeared into the darkness, Jiang Ce withdrew his envious gaze.
But as soon as Xuan Qing left, the surroundings fell into pitch blackness.
In the darkness, Liang Zhi Che suddenly nudged Jiang Ce’s elbow: “Big Brother.”
“What?” Jiang Ce responded naturally, then felt a gaze filled with hostility and malice shooting from somewhere in the darkness.
Liang Zhi Che didn’t have such keen perception and didn’t notice the affectionate gaze from his own big brother.
“Can you perform that one?”
“Which one?”
“That one, you know, that one.”
“Oh, that one.”
“Yeah, it’s too dark, can’t see anything.”
“ojbk!”
The next moment, the golden bell shield’s glow blazed brightly.
Jiang Ce was like a Buddha who had forged a golden body, transforming into a bright little golden figure.
And Liang Zhi Zhou, who had been glaring viciously at Jiang Ce in the pitch black, had his eyes wide round, too late to close them, so his eyes, adapted to the darkness, suddenly felt an intense burning sting, painful like staring at the sun.
“Ah! My eyes!”
Seeing Liang Zhi Zhou clutching his eyes in pain and kneeling on the ground like a monkey under the tight-fillet spell, Jiang Ce increased the output.
Qin Shen Bo and Lu Xing, though not looking directly, still found it dazzling and quickly spoke up in unison: “Too bright.”
Liang Zhi Che knew Jiang Ce’s vanity well and very cooperatively said: “Indeed a bit too piercing, Big Brother, withdraw the divine ability!”
Only then did Jiang Ce nod and turn down the brightness.
But even at the lowest setting, the golden bell shield’s glow was much brighter than Xuan Qing’s fly whisk, illuminating the vast cave as bright as day.
Those affected by the piercing bright light included not only Liang Zhi Zhou, but also the unconscious Gongyang Dan.
“W-where am I… Have we gotten out already?”
Gongyang Dan struggled to open his eyes, thinking they had reached the outside world.
“No, still in the great tomb. It’s the light from Jiang Ce’s sorcery. Martial Uncle Xuan Qing has already stabilized your injuries for you. He’s gone down to scout the situation now.” Lu Xing, who was healing himself, quickly helped Gongyang Dan up and let him lean against the rock wall to sit.
Gongyang Dan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, but suddenly remembered something and asked: “Did you have Martial Uncle Xuan Qing go deal with those stone statues?”
Lu Xing blankly shook his head: “No.”
Who knew Gongyang Dan’s expression suddenly became extremely ugly: “Oh no, I can’t trap them for long, they might—”
Before he finished speaking, Gongyang Dan tensely looked toward the dark tunnel.
Everyone else held their breath too.
Because the faint rustling footsteps had clearly reached everyone’s ears, and the sound was gradually getting louder.
In other words, something was approaching!
Qin Shen Bo, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up: “Bad, I can’t get over there!”
As soon as he said this, it immediately made everyone think of an even more serious problem—the distance between cliff and cliff was too far. Except for Xuan Qing who had already gone down, they simply couldn’t cross it.
In other words, if some hard-to-deal-with ghost or monster really came out from the tunnel behind each of them, the others couldn’t help at all and could only watch helplessly.
Lu Xing, covered in wounds and exhausted, plus a just-rescued Gongyang Dan, no matter what, couldn’t possibly deal with the ghost or monster about to emerge.
If the closest to them was Qin Shen Bo, it would be fine; he could barely provide remote support with his sixth rank foundation. But he was on the diagonally opposite cliff, the distance too far, already beyond the sorcery’s attack range. Liang Zhi Zhou was also some distance away, with no way to help.
The closest Jiang Ce and Liang Zhi Che—one a low realm Buddhist cultivator who could only use close-combat methods, the other just seventh rank with insufficient strength, and both their offensive forms had very long wind-ups—neither could help in time.
Just as Lu Xing and Gongyang Dan, realizing this point, were filled with despair, a gust of wind suddenly struck, blasting into the tunnel in front of them.
Sensing the familiar homologous aura, Liang Zhi Zhou’s first reaction was to look at Liang Zhi Che and shout tensely: “Don’t mess around.”
But seeing Liang Zhi Che’s innocent face, Liang Zhi Zhou then realized that the righteous qi just now wasn’t from Liang Zhi Che at all, but from Jiang Ce beside him.
Liang Zhi Zhou, discovering this, nearly dropped his jaw, his mind filled with one thought: Righteous Qi?! How could he?!
Equally shocked was Qin Shen Bo. Earlier, Jiang Ce’s golden body was full of Buddhist charm, and he could tell it was Buddhist sect sorcery. Knowing Jiang Ce was skilled in Buddhist dharma, he wasn’t surprised. But in a blink, Confucian path’s righteous qi popped out, and he couldn’t understand it.
But his understanding of Confucian cultivators wasn’t as deep as Liang Zhi Zhou’s, so the shock wasn’t as intense, and he knew now wasn’t the time to dwell on it. So following common sense, he loudly reminded Jiang Ce: “Pure righteous qi is useless, you need to use Confucian path sorcery!”
Jiang Ce waved his hand grandly: “I won’t!”
Seeing him so righteous about it, Qin Shen Bo and Liang Zhi Zhou were both speechless.
But before they could say anything, they were shocked to discover that the righteous qi, which by common sense could only passively defend and needed to be paired with sorcery to have attack power, actually shattered the rocks in the tunnel, causing the entire tunnel to collapse and seal the exit, preventing those entity stone statues from approaching another step.
“How is that possible?” Liang Zhi Zhou stared blankly at this scene; it had already exceeded his cognition.
Jiang Ce, who had infused maximum malice when casting the spell, felt a trace of fatigue, with his brain aching sharply.
But the face-loving him still endured it and calmly said to Lu Xing and Gongyang Dan, who seemed not to have reacted to what happened:
“Rest assured and heal. I’ll handle the rest.”
Sleep!
