Chapter 2724: The Three Evil Calamity Lords, Questioning the Evil's Situation

Shenxiao Bureau is such a grand bureau. Because it holds infinite possibilities, it also carries infinite expectations. Competitors aren't just from various heavens and myriad worlds, but more importantly, from the ancient past to the present! Several sky demons in Mo Cloud City are vying for the bureau, with Miji Zhiben and Xingnian Zen Master's chess game spanning five hundred years. And there’s He Hua Ting, piercing through time to place a stone! He obviously never gave up on continuing the myth; that year he failed, but he set up the bureau in time, waiting until this morning to continue again!

Now he announced the 'game rules', and the dead silent Not Old Spring waits to verify truth and falsehood, to judge life and death. However, in this field of inexplicable questions and answers, is simply speaking the truth enough? Among the proud sons of the sky in this field, who doesn't have secrets hidden in the deepest part of their heart? Some truths really can be declared out loud.

The problem fell on Xiong Sansi. He couldn’t not answer, and he couldn’t speak falsely. All the monsters cast their gazes. No one wasn’t curious about Xiong Sansi. Although his name is on the heaven list and he is already world-renowned, and even more so a household name in Purple Wu Hills, the outside world actually doesn’t know much about him.

His true appearance hidden under the mask, his heart’s matters hidden under the black robe, his past that he absolutely never mentions... still often exist in street talks and alley discussions, but no one says it clearly. Just like the proud sons of the sky, and just like those in this bureau. They are both competitors and fellow travelers. Both curious about Xiong Sansi’s true face, and also curious about what kind of reaction his violation of the rules will cause.

No one in the field is blind, no one can't see He Hua Ting's weakness, and no one can't see He Hua Ting's ill intent. But after all, this is an existence who was once a player in the Shenxiao Bureau and is still playing chess. No one is willing to rashly use their own lives to probe He Hua Ting's bottom card. Now everyone is waiting for Xiong Sansi's answer.

He didn't remain silent for too long. He said: "The place I came out from is called Thousand Tribulations Cave."

"Never heard of this place in the demon world..." He Hua Ting slowly looked towards Zhu Lanruo: "This little girl seems knowledgeable about ancient and modern, perhaps she has heard of this?"

She couldn't speak falsely. Zhu Lanruo shook her head and said: "I do not know."

Xiong Sansi continued: "The existence that rules there is named Three Evil Tribulations Lord."

"The seas change and strong ones emerge. It's not strange that this old man doesn't know." He Hua Ting looked towards Yang Yu again: "Does the little monk know this lord?"

Yang Yu said: "I do not know."

"Also strange." He Hua Ting commented and asked: "What kind of place is Thousand Tribulations Cave?" He then stared at Xiong Sansi, pressing: "You... what are you?"

This time, Xiong Sansi didn't answer immediately, but actively walked forward a step, counter-asking: "The world has no eternal evil law. Senior Crane, with this rule, how many questions can I ask in total?"

This was obviously a key question. And He Hua Ting looked at him deeply, actually giving an answer: "If I cannot ask, you yourself will know."

Zhu Lanruo's eyes flashed like a rainbow, and Lu Qilang pressed a single finger to his own brow. No proud son of the sky is willing to accept the result of being pointed out one by one, and even less willing, like Xiong Sansi, to become the answerer inspecting the danger of the game in a situation where they know nothing. They are all trying to use their own methods to discern the rules of this game.

But as the person in the bureau, Xiong Sansi had to give an answer. So he said: "I was not born in Thousand Tribulations Cave either. My previous story, many friends in the field already know."

He Hua Ting's faint gaze swept over Shu Jialan and nodded slightly. Xiong Sansi's previous story of his family being broken and his loved ones dead, and he himself being beaten down a high cliff by his enemies, only to return for revenge after successfully cultivating... this matter indeed has been heard by all the monsters in the field. After all, it is a very legendary story, very suitable for telling.

"That year I fell there, completely losing consciousness. When I woke up, I was already in Thousand Tribulations Cave." Xiong Sansi said: "I can't say clearly how big it is there, because I have never explored its full appearance. That is a huge labyrinth, and inside are room after room of prison cells. A prison cell three steps square, with only one tightly closed iron door. For a very long time, that was my living place."

"What kind of place is that? How should I describe it?" Xiong Sansi's voice often torments the listener's ears, but at this time, if you listen to him speak carefully, you will perceive that he is also tormenting himself. What exactly did he experience to have such a painful voice?

"I cannot give Thousand Tribulations Cave an accurate definition, I can only describe what I know." Xiong Sansi said: "I am not the only prisoner there. Imprisoned there are demon race, human race, and even spirit race."

He Hua Ting's eyes were like two points of dim fire, quietly listening to him narrate. The other monsters were also attracted by his narration.

"You say why would Three Evil Tribulations Lord gather us together?" Xiong Sansi's rough voice, for the first time, had relatively intense emotions. He himself gave the answer: "He wants to cultivate us, like grafting flowers and trees!"

"Cultivate" these two words are originally very positive words. But placed in the current context, placed in that mysterious Thousand Tribulations Cave, they are very eerie. No matter people or demons, they are all intelligent beings with their own emotions and cultures, how can they be treated in the manner of grafting flowers and trees?

"You ask me what I am..." Xiong Sansi, with his index finger as a dagger, drew it down his left shoulder, revealing a piece of bone armor on his arm, on which were mysterious patterns. He then pointed at this place of demon mark and said: "I am demon."

He Hua Ting glanced at Not Old Spring, whose water ripples always moved eastward along the line of water patterns.

Xiong Sansi again pointed at his own heart, his finger tapping on his chest with a thud: "I am human."

He pulled off his black robe, and also lifted the leather armor under the black robe, so that everyone in the field could see—at his abdomen, there was a large mass of flesh that suddenly turned into thick black fog. After a while, it turned back to flesh from the black fog. So strange!

"I am also fiend."

"I am the variety cultivated by Three Evil Tribulations Lord, I am human-demon-fiend-human-demon-human," he finally concluded, answering He Hua Ting's question. Beneath the pitch-black mask, there was still a pair of eyes with no waves.

The entire field was silent. It's hard to imagine what kind of existence that Three Evil Tribulations Lord is. To go against the natural order in such a way, arbitrarily transform the same race, graft demon to connect with human... treating intelligent beings with emotions and thoughts as wood to carve!

Taiping Ghost Messenger tightly gripped his long knife, gritted his teeth and said: "This kind of evildoer, I, Taiping Dao, must kill him!"

All the monsters felt empathy in their hearts, only He Hua Ting's eyes suddenly brightened and dimmed. Perhaps for a while he couldn't figure out why this question, which should have been solvable for Xiong Sansi, ultimately failed. Perhaps it was because Three Evil Tribulations Lord was too cruel, or because Thousand Tribulations Cave was too evil. Even an ancient being like He Hua Ting was trapped in shocked emotions, didn't find that elusive inspiration, and didn't complete that kind of 'possibility' of his.

"How did you escape out—" He opened his mouth, but this question was only half-asked before he stopped.

"It seems you temporarily cannot ask me." Xiong Sansi looked at him and said.

He Hua Ting said: "That can be understood."

Chai A Si stared blankly at all this, completely unable to understand the undercurrents behind this dialogue. He only vaguely had a feeling that Xiong Sansi seemed to have escaped some kind of danger. Escaped what danger? Indeed, Xiong Sansi's experiences were very tragic, and it was painful to listen to. But in the response just now, he only answered the truth, which shouldn't have been that difficult. But why did Zhu Lanruo seem relieved, and Lu Qilang also as if relieved of a burden?

He put these doubts in his heart, and paid homage to the great ancient god. Then he got the answer——

"He Hua Ting failed in the recent ancient era and can still linger until now, he must have paid a heavy price. He is very weak now, I guess his power is only enough to support him acting fierce on that green stone, so he just called you over. Zhu Lanruo's divine powers are extraordinary, and when she first left there before, perhaps she just sensed something. Realizing it was impossible for anyone to be deceived by him, He Hua Ting activated his arrangements in this world. He used the power of Shenxiao Land to set up this game. Of course, as the game designer, he has certain privileges, but in prying into Shenxiao World through this game, he himself must also abide by the game's rules. A game that cannot achieve relative fairness cannot be established. Just as the true meaning of infinite possibilities corresponds to exhausting all efforts. This is the fundamental rule of this world, and all arrangements must extend from this. In an extremely weak situation, how to pry the power of Shenxiao World and complete the existing purpose? He Hua Ting captured such a possibility in infinite possibilities and realized it. He designed this game, which has stated rules and unstated rules. The stated rules are 'must answer questions, answers must be true'. The unstated rules may hide lethal factors, which still need further exploration and interpretation. Xiong Sansi is groping stones to cross the river, and he hasn't drowned for the time being, finding a small path. Of course, the bystanders are fortunate, because each of them may also need to cross this river shortly after."

Chai A Si listened as if understanding and not understanding.

At this time, Xiong Sansi had already slowly put on his leather armor, covered himself with his black robe, and then actually walked forward another step, almost face to face with He Hua Ting! His eyes under the pitch-black mask gazed at He Hua Ting, and with a calm and courageous demeanor that made the bystanders admire, he said: "Must answer questions, those who speak falsely will fish for the moon in the water, drown and die... since the rules are so, can I also ask you questions?"

He Hua Ting was slightly silent for a moment and said: "Yes."

"What is your purpose?" Xiong Sansi spoke simply and directly. If there were unstated, potentially lethal rules hidden in the answering process, then he had to find a way to make He Hua Ting touch them. Xiong Sansi obviously already understood the rules of the game set by He Hua Ting. He successfully escaped danger and switched to offense. The counterattack began!

He Hua Ting lightly blinked his eyes, as if expressing appreciation. Then he said: "This bureau game is based on some commonality I observed about all of you in the river of time, and is designed as an extremely targeted game. It should not be avoided by you. But you are very smart. You just hid very important information. Do you feel now that as long as you expose that secret, it will trigger the danger of this question and answer game?"

These words hid a probe. But Xiong Sansi did not speak, his eyes also without fluctuation. His time of 'must answer questions, answers must be true' had already passed, and now he didn't need to answer anything. The pressure of the rules would still descend.

He Hua Ting laughed: "Then now I will give you my answer."

"My purpose at the current stage is to plunder the life force of any one of you as the living source of my body, so that I can truly exert some power... unlike now, so difficult."

"The purpose after that is to accumulate enough power and go to the time point where you are located to complete the revival."

"The final purpose is to revive Not Old Spring and continue the myth."

On the east side of Not Old Spring, ripples spread, as if wrinkled by the wind. He Hua Ting certainly wouldn't joke at this time. Under the restriction of the game rules, every word he said was true and reliable. And therefore terrifying. Because of the torment of the so-called Three Evil Tribulations Lord, Xiong Sansi is now both demon, fiend, and human. His physical state is strange, but there is no doubt that standing there, he has a very reliable quality.

Just like his response to He Hua Ting's answer, he was still calm: "Please tell me all the rules of this question and answer game are..."

He Hua Ting smilingly interrupted him: "You can only ask one question, this is the privilege of the elder."

Xiong Sansi very calmly accepted this result, only saying: "Then at least I know this new rule."

"It's time for me to question again." He Hua Ting looked at him dangerously.

Xiong Sansi simply met his gaze without any waves. Both had to consider the remaining means of these young sky demon seeds, and also had to accommodate their own weak physical state... this targeted question and answer game was not some clever design. Just like the human-demon-fiend integrated guy currently, he was already almost smartly touching the truth.

He Hua Ting had to consider how many safe rounds of questioning he still had... not even one could be wasted. He had waited too long! He had waited so long until his body had already withered, that extremely tormenting dry feeling had already tormented him for an unknown number of years and months. Because time in this stagnant year 3922 of Yuanxi in Shenxiao world no longer had meaning, this torment could almost be said to be eternal. He had endured for so long to reach this first opportunity, perhaps also the last opportunity. He only needed to succeed once, as long as a little life force ignited his body, these young small demons would naturally be extinguished with a breath.

But for Xiong Sansi's re-questioning, could it ensure that his set of answering rules would be triggered? In his peak state back then, he was a practitioner skilled at manipulating 'hostility'. Now he also put this ability into the question and answer game. As long as the answerer's answer aroused the hostility of most participants in the field, they would immediately be driven to Not Old Spring—that would naturally be meat on the chopping block. No one under heaven understood how to utilize Not Old Spring better than him. So he would dig into the answerer's deepest inner darkness, their most unspeakable secrets. Of course, he couldn't thoroughly see through the inner workings of every participant, unable to accurately know what those secrets were. He could only make rough judgments through his vision as a former top-level chess player. This process was like gambling on stones, the difference being that he could indeed see the jade color, only needing to see if this cut would land there.

His own answer just now had actually already triggered the hidden answering rules. He used his one and only exemption authority as the game creator to exempt the punishment. Then he deliberately put on an unaffected posture to mislead this group of small demons in front of him, allowing them to move further away from the truth. This was of course not a fair game; he had fought for a huge advantage for himself. This was also the gift of long-enduring torment. Trapped in this time segment for a long time, using Not Old Spring as a mirror, gazing at his originally lingering self, withering little by little. He once had countless wonderful setups, but limited by the decline of his strength, he could only repeatedly actively reduce... repeatedly restructure. A good cook cannot cook without rice, yet he had to use air to fill his stomach. But these advantages, were they certain to help him win the bureau?

After a brief gaze, He Hua Ting finally shifted his gaze. Yang Yu, Shu Jialan, Zhu Lanruo... each was a potential danger. But he skipped them all. His gaze patrolled for a while, and finally stopped on Chai A Si: "Junior, thinking back and forth, you are still the most obedient. Now I will ask you a question."

Chai A Si was stunned. The great ancient god said that the little demon who might need to cross this river shortly after was unexpectedly Chai A Si himself!

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