Chapter 831: Rule Blind Spot

"But this statement is based on Tianlong having a strong will; he knows what he wants," Dishui said.

"Yes," Qixia nodded. "Anyone with a bit of sense would figure that out. Tianlong isn't a fool."

"But there's another person in charge of this matter," Dishui said. "Qixia, you also know that this land has three madmen with powerful Xianfa... Each handles their own duties, with moods as unpredictable as can be, completely irrational and utterly deranged. They operate by the original rules, and if anyone breaks them, not even Tianlong can stop them."

"Yes, I know about those three," Qixia nodded. "They're truly insane."

"They weren't always this mad at the beginning..." Dishui said. "They were once ordinary participants... You know that?"

"What...?"

"But I heard that the teacher conducted his first experiment on three young people a long time ago. I don't know exactly what he did, but I only know that these three were turned into something neither human nor ghost. Their powers became incredibly strong, and their minds started to turn extremely deranged. Due to their overwhelming strength, they were even given the titles based on Qinglong's names. Xuanwu can only understand the simplest commands, Zhugu is bloodthirsty by nature, and Baihu can't control his own power."

"These three young people..." Qixia's eyes narrowed slowly, as if he'd spotted a strange inconsistency, and then he interrupted his own train of thought to ask, "Do they have the 'eyes' on them too?"

"I don't know..." Dishui shook his head. "They were altered so early on... I don't think it's about the 'eyes' at all; their minds have already been completely changed. They were the first batch with 'multiple Xianfa coexisting,' but Tianshe and Tianlong never mention this transformation method again, and they didn't choose to replicate it. What's even more terrifying is that even though the teacher created them, now he has to go out of his way to avoid them."

"So, you're worried about Baihu?" Qixia asked.

"Exactly," Dishui said. "Baihu is specifically in charge of 'Shengxiao killings.' His existence keeps the Shengxiao on the entire train to nothing more than brawls. If anyone dares to actually kill, no matter which level of Shengxiao they kill—whether Tian, Di, or Ren—the killer won't survive."

"Understood," Qixia nodded. "I get your concern. But because Shengxiao can't move freely in the Zhongyan Zhidi and are only active near the game areas, the chances of them encountering other Shengxiao are zero. So, the only place where Shengxiao killings could happen is on the train."

"Of course," Dishui nodded. "No matter how the Shengxiao fight on the train, those original inhabitants can restore the rooms. But if a fight between Shengxiao results in death, it can't be fixed with the inhabitants' Xianfa. That's why Tianlong set strict rules to absolutely prevent Shengxiao killings."

"Then you can rest even easier," Qixia said. "I'm declaring that rule null and void."

"What...?" Qixia's words once again made Dishui widen his eyes.

"That young man called Baihu is no longer on the train," Qixia said. "I forced him out with my scheme. If you don't believe me, you can try killing a 'Ren-level' tonight and see what happens."

Dishui pondered for a moment after hearing this and said, "Qixia, this isn't something to joke about... If Baihu is still in the train's front, I'd be dead the moment I killed that Ren-level, let alone killing Tianshe."

"Don't worry," Qixia said. "Have you ever seen Baihu all these years?"

"The reason I've never seen Baihu is because no Shengxiao here would be stupid enough to do that... It's strictly forbidden. Otherwise, those 'Tian' ones couldn't have lived peacefully until now—they'd be assassinated every day!"

"A rule only needs to be set once," Qixia said. "Interestingly, everything else runs smoothly according to the rules without a single exception. 'Escaping Shengxiao' die, 'failing gambles' die, and even changing your own game could bring the managers. In this atmosphere, no one would notice that Baihu is gone, so no one dares to test it. After all, among these violations, 'Shengxiao killings' seems the most serious."

"Then how can you be so sure Baihu isn't on the train...?" Dishui asked again.

At that moment, Qiao Jijin suddenly froze: "Baihu...? Isn't that the old man we saw before..."

Qixia turned his head and frowned at Qiao Jijin, cutting him off.

Qiao Jijin quickly swallowed his words and started muttering to himself.

Baihu is a young man...?

That old man we saw before looked like he was seventy or eighty—how did he become a young man?

Meanwhile, Dishui stared at the expressions on Qiao Jijin and Qixia's faces and sharply noticed something.

"You've seen him outside the train...?" Dishui said, slightly stunned, his voice rising. "Baihu was expelled from the train...?"

Qixia sighed and said, "Dishui, you said it yourself—Baihu can't control his power. He's a ticking time bomb that could destroy the train at any moment. Not just me... even Tianlong wants to get rid of him."

"But is that... too risky...?" Dishui scratched his head. "It's like the train's security is gone."

"Tianlong and I think the same way," Qixia said. "He knows none of you would dare do something like that—the seed of fear is already planted in your minds."

Dishui fell into deep silence after hearing this.

After a long while, he spoke: "I've said it before, you're the one I trust the most. Since you're assuring me that killing Tianshe won't bring Tianlong or Baihu, I'll be the first to test it."

"Go ahead and do it boldly," Qixia said. "Now, the only one who can handle this is Tianshe himself. You'll probably need to plan your tactics carefully—how to kill someone who can 'read minds'?"

"Don't worry," Dishui said. "If I get the chance, I'll decisively blind all the eyes on myself."

Qixia wanted to say something more but held back and just nodded.

"It's getting late," Dishui said. "I won't keep you guys around here to rest."

"No need," Qixia said, standing up. Just as he was about to lead the group away, he suddenly remembered something and stopped, turning back.

"What is it?" Dishui asked.

Qixia stared into Dishui's eyes for a long time before saying, "Do you know what the flower language of Tumi Hua is?"