Chapter 2759: The Three Evil Calamity Lords, Questioning the Evil's Situation

Shen Xiao Bureau is a magnificent bureau.

Because it holds infinite possibilities, it also carries infinite trusts.

Competitors are not only from the myriad heavens and worlds.

Even more so from the ancient past and present!

There are several heavenly demons in Mo Yun City vying for the bureau, there is Mi Zhi Ben and Xing Nian Zen Master’s five hundred years of playing chess.

Even more so, He Hua Ting has penetrated time to place a piece!

He clearly never had the thought of stopping the continuation of the myth; he failed in the past but set the bureau in time, waiting until now to continue again!

Now he has announced the ‘game rules,’ and the deathly silent Bu Lao Quan is waiting to verify truth and falsehood, to judge life and death.

However, in this field of inexplicable questions and answers, is it enough to just tell the truth?

Among the heavenly proud ones present, who doesn't have secrets hidden deep within their hearts? Can some truths truly be declared out loud?

The question fell on Xiong San Si.

He cannot not answer, and he cannot speak falsely.

All the monsters cast their gazes.

No one is not curious about Xiong San Si. Although he is on the heavenly list and can be said to be world-famous, in Zi Wu Shan, he is practically a household name. But the outside world still doesn’t know much about him.

The true appearance hidden under his mask, the matters of the heart hidden under his black robe, the past he absolutely never mentions... These still often exist in street talk and alley discussions, but no one speaks clearly.

As fellow heavenly proud ones, also within this bureau, they are both competitors and fellow travelers.

They are both curious about Xiong San Si's true face and curious about what kind of reaction will occur if he violates the rules.

No one in the field is blind, no one cannot see He Hua Ting's weakness, and no one cannot see He Hua Ting's ill intent.

But after all, he was once a Shen Xiao Bureau chess player and is still playing now, so no one is willing to rashly use their own lives to probe He Hua Ting's bottom card.

Now everyone is waiting for Xiong San Si's answer.

He didn't remain silent for too long. He said: "The place I came out of is called Qian Jie Ku."

"Never heard of such a place in the demon world..." He Hua Ting slowly looked towards Zhu Lan Ruo: "This little girl seems well-versed in ancient and modern times, perhaps she has heard of this?"

She cannot speak falsely.

Zhu Lan Ruo shook her head and said: "I do not know."

Xiong San Si continued: "The existence that rules there is named San Sha Jie Zhu."

"Strong ones emerge as the sea changes into mulberry fields. It's not strange that this old man doesn't know." He Hua Ting again looked towards Yang Yu: "Does the young monk perhaps know this lord?"

Yang Yu said: "I do not know."

"Strange indeed," He Hua Ting evaluated, and then asked: "What kind of place is Qian Jie Ku?"

He stared at Xiong San Si again, pressing: "What... are you?"

This time, Xiong San Si didn't answer immediately but instead took a step forward proactively and counter-asked: "In the world, there is no eternal evil dharma, Senior He, with this rule, how many questions can I ask?"

This is obviously a key question.

And He Hua Ting looked at him deeply but actually gave an answer: "If I cannot ask, you will know yourself."

Zhu Lan Ruo's eyes flashed with rainbow colors, and Lu Qi Lang pressed a finger to his own brow.

No heavenly proud one is willing to accept being pointed out their results one by one. Even less willing are they, like Xiong San Si, to become the answer that tests the danger of the game in a state of knowing nothing. They all try to use their own methods to see through this game of rules.

But as the person in the bureau, Xiong San Si must give an answer.

He thus said: "I wasn't born in Qian Jie Ku either. Many friends here know my previous story."

He Hua Ting's faint gaze swept over Shu Jia Lan and slightly nodded.

Xiong San Si's previous story of his family being broken and people dead, himself being beaten down a high cliff by enemies, and returning for revenge after successful cultivation... This matter has indeed been heard by all the monsters present.

After all, it is a story with significant legendary meaning, very suitable for telling.

"That year I fell there, and all my consciousness was lost. When I woke up, I was already in Qian Jie Ku," Xiong San Si said: "I cannot say clearly how big it is there, because I have never explored its full appearance.

It is a huge maze, inside are rooms of prison cells.

Three steps square, with only a tightly closed iron door – a prison cell. For a very long time, that was the place I lived.

What kind of place is that?

How should I describe it?"

Xiong San Si's voice often tortures the listener's ears, but at this time, if you listen carefully to him speak, you will perceive that he is also torturing himself.

What exactly did he experience to have such a painful voice?

"I cannot give Qian Jie Ku an accurate definition, I can only describe what I know."

Xiong San Si said: "I am not the only prisoner there. Imprisoned there are demon race, human race, and even ghost race."

He Hua Ting's two eyes were like two points of faint fire, quietly listening to him narrate.

Other monsters were also attracted by his narration.

"You say why San Sha Jie Zhu would gather us together?"

Xiong San Si's rough voice, for the first time, held 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 Qian Jie Ku, then it is very eerie and dark.

Whether human or monster, they are all enlightened spirits with their own emotions and cultures, how can they be treated in the way of grafting flowers and trees?

"You ask me what I am..."

Xiong San Si, using his index finger as a dagger, traced down his left shoulder, revealing a piece of bone armor with mysterious patterns on it.

He then pointed to this place of demon mark and said: "I am a monster."

He Hua Ting glanced at Bu Lao Quan, and with that water pattern as a line, the east side was always rippling.

Xiong San Si pointed at his own heart again, his finger striking his chest, making banging sounds: "I am a human."

He ripped off his black robe with a pull, 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 into flesh from the black fog.

So strange!

"I am also a demon."

"I am the variety cultivated by San Sha Jie Zhu, I am a human-demon-monster, a demon-monster-human, a human-demon-monster." He finally concluded, answering He Hua Ting's question. Under the pitch-black mask, there were still a pair of eyes without waves.

The whole field was silent.

It is hard to imagine what kind of existence San Sha Jie Zhu is. He is actually so against the natural order, arbitrarily transforming the same race, grafting demons and connecting humans... treating these emotional and thoughtful wise spirits as wood to carve!

Tai Ping Gui Cha gripped his long knife, gritted his teeth, and said: "Such an evildoer, my Tai Ping Dao must kill him!"

All the monsters felt empathy, only He Hua Ting's eyes suddenly brightened and then dimmed.

Perhaps for a while, he couldn't figure out why this question, which should have been able to solve Xiong San Si's questioning, ultimately failed.

Perhaps San Sha Jie Zhu was too cruel, or Qian Jie Ku was too evil. Even an ancient one like He Hua Ting was trapped in shocked emotions and failed to find that elusive inspiration, thus failing to complete his 'possibility'.

"How did you escape..."

He opened his mouth, but the question was only half-asked before he stopped.

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

He Hua Ting said: "One can understand it that way."

Chai A Si stared blankly at all this, completely unable to understand the underlying currents of this dialogue. He only vaguely had a feeling, as if Xiong San Si had escaped some danger.

Escaped what danger?

Indeed, Xiong San Si's experiences were very tragic, painful to listen to. But in his response just now, he only answered the truth, which shouldn't have been that difficult.

But why did Zhu Lan Ruo seem to breathe a sigh of relief, and Lu Qi Lang also seemed as if a burden had been lifted?

He put these doubts in his heart and asked the great ancient god.

Then he got the answer—

"He Hua Ting failed in the recent ancient era, and he can still linger until now, he must have paid a quite heavy price. He is very weak now, I guess his power is only enough to support him in acting fierce on that green stone, so he called you over.

Zhu Lan Ruo's divine ability is extraordinary, and when she left there for the first time, she might have sensed something.

Realizing that it was impossible for anyone to be deceived by him, He Hua Ting then activated his arrangements in this world.

He utilized the power of the Shen Xiao land and set up this game. Of course, as the game designer, he has certain privileges, but while prying into the Shen Xiao world in this game, he himself must also obey the rules of the game.

A game that cannot achieve relative fairness cannot be established.

Just like the true meaning of infinite possibilities corresponds to exhausting all efforts.

This is the fundamental rule of this world, all layouts must extend from this.

In an extremely weak situation, how to pry into the power of the Shen Xiao world and complete the existing purpose? He Hua Ting caught such a possibility within 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, among which, may hide lethal factors, still need further exploration and interpretation.

Xiong San Si is feeling his way across the river; he hasn't drowned for the time being and has found a small path, which is of course something for the bystanders to rejoice about. Because each of them may need to cross this river shortly after.

Chai A Si listened as if he understood but didn't fully.

At this time, Xiong San Si had already slowly put on his leather armor, covered it with his black robe, and then actually walked forward another step, almost face to face with He Hua Ting!

Under the pitch-black mask, his eyes gazed at He Hua Ting, and with a calmness and courage that made the bystanders admire, he said: "Must answer questions, speak falsely and then 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, then said: "Yes."

"What is your purpose?" Xiong San Si spoke concisely.

If there are unstated, lethal rules hidden in the answering process, then he wants to find a way to make He Hua Ting touch them.

Xiong San Si had obviously already understood the game rules set by He Hua Ting. He had successfully escaped danger and switched to offense.

The counterattack began!

He Hua Ting lightly blinked his eyes, as if indicating appreciation.

Then he said: "This bureau game is based on a certain commonality about all of you that I spied in the river of time, and it is an extremely targeted game. The reason shouldn't be avoided by you. But you are very smart. You just hid very important information. Do you feel now, as long as that secret is exposed, it will trigger the danger of this question and answer game?"

These words contained probing.

But Xiong San Si didn't speak, and his eyes were also without fluctuation. His time for 'must answer questions, answers must be true' had 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 this stage is to plunder the life force of any one of you as a living source for my body, allowing me to truly exercise a little power... not like this now, so difficult."

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

"The final purpose is to revive Bu Lao Quan and continue the myth."

On the east side of Bu Lao Quan, ripples arrayed, as if wrinkled by the wind.

He Hua Ting would of course not joke at this time. Under the restriction of the game rules, every sentence he spoke was true and credible.

And thus terrifying.

Because of the torment of the so-called San Sha Jie Zhu, Xiong San Si is now a monster, a demon, and a human, his physical state is strange, but without a doubt, standing there, he has a very reliable temperament.

Just like regarding He Hua Ting's answer, he

Still calm: "Please ask all the rules of this question and answer game are..."

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

Xiong San Si accepted this result very calmly, only saying: "Then at least I knew this new rule."

"It's time for my questioning again." He Hua Ting looked at him dangerously.

Xiong San Si only gazed back without waves.

He had to consider the remaining means of these young heavenly monster seeds, and also accommodate his own weak physical state... This targeted question and answer game is not how clever a design.

Just like this human-demon-monster integrated guy currently, he has almost smartly touched the truth.

He Hua Ting must consider how many rounds of safe questioning he still has... not one time can be wasted.

He has waited too long!

He has waited so long until his body is already exhausted, that extremely torturous dry feeling has tormented him for unknown years and months. Because time in this stagnant Yuan Xi 3922 year's Shen Xiao world no longer exists meaning, so this torment can almost be said to be eternal.

He endured so long to endure to the first opportunity, perhaps also the last opportunity.

He only needs to succeed once, as long as a little life force can ignite his body, these young small monsters can be extinguished with a single breath.

But can the re-questioning targeted at Xiong San Si ensure that his set answering rules are triggered?

In the year he was still at his peak state, he was a practitioner skilled at manipulating 'hostility'. Now he has also put this ability into the question and answer game. As long as the answerer's answer arouses the hostility of most participants present, they will immediately be driven to Bu Lao Quan—that is naturally meat on the chopping block. No one under heaven understands better than him how to utilize Bu Lao Quan.

So he will dig out the deepest, darkest, and most unspeakable secrets in the answerer's heart. Of course, he cannot penetrate the inner world of every participant, unable to accurately know what those secrets are. He can only make approximate judgments through his vision as a former top-level chess player.

This process is like gambling on stones, the difference is that he can indeed see the color of the jade, just to see if this cut is exactly there.

His own answer just now actually already triggered the hidden answering rules, he used his only once exemption authority as the game creator, exempted the punishment. Then he deliberately put on an unaffected posture to mislead this group of small monsters in front of him. Letting them distance themselves further from the truth.

This is of course not a fair game, he fought for a very large advantage for himself. This is also the gift of long-term torment.

Trapped in this time segment for a long time, with Bu Lao Quan as a mirror, watching his originally lingering self wither 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 clever woman cannot cook without rice, yet he has to use air to fill his stomach.

But these advantages, can they certainly help him win the bureau?

After a brief gaze, He Hua Ting finally shifted his gaze.

Yang Yu, Shu Jia Lan, Zhu Lan Ruo... each is dangerous in their own way.

But he skipped them all.

His gaze patrolled for a while, finally stopping on Chai A Si: "Junior, thinking about it, you are still the most obedient. Now I ask you a question."

Chai A Si was stunned.

The small monster that the great ancient god said might need to cross this river shortly after, unexpectedly, is Chai A Si himself!

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