High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily Chapter 59 - 58: Fate and Man-Made Calamity

Although it sounds just as bizarre as a mythological tale, similar to Nezha, who was gestated for three years before being born, and upon birth, was a ball of flesh cloud and so on.

But Chen Kuang didn’t think it was fake.

After all, this is a High Martial World.

Considering the saying that a Saint doesn’t enter the cycle of reincarnation, like Buddha, who was born pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the earth, proclaiming "In the sky and on earth, I am the sole respecter", such an awe-inspiring birth anomaly is entirely possible.

However, the problem is that a birth anomaly represents extraordinary talent or a powerful past life.

Yet Shen inan just happens to have average talent.

During her introduction earlier, she ntioned the cultivation realms of several individuals; Shen inan is currently fifteen years old and in the Innate Primordial Force realm.

Before Chen Kuang arrived, she had the lowest cultivation level among them.

But honestly, in Chen Kuang’s view, this level is already quite decent considering Shen inan’s young age.

Li Hongling ascended the tower at eighteen and dared to speak boastfully.

Shen inan might not necessarily be worse than her...

However, this is from the general public’s perspective; if compared to Shen Xingzhu, she indeed seems to be just ordinary.

Not possessing extraordinary talent, how could a birth anomaly occur?

Or perhaps...

Offensive thoughts unconsciously popped into Chen Kuang’s mind.

Could it be that Shen Xingzhu’s anomaly was actually the result of her placenta becoming a spirit, transforming into a younger sister born ten years later?

Of course, this is impossible.

But Chen Kuang feels that there is more to it, and there must be a secret that cannot be divulged.

The reason is quite simple—

If everything was open and aboveboard, why hide the existence of Shen inan from the world?

Even Shen inan herself seems to subconsciously conceal her identity.

If it’s truly for protection, it seems unnecessary.

Li Hongling, backed by a Saint, can act fearlessly because others dare not harm her, let alone Shen inan whose elder sister is the Daoist of Mystic God Daoist Sect.

As for what exactly this secret is?

Chen Kuang is still in the dark.

However, in Shen inan’s account, the oddest points are precisely two things.

One is that before birth, Shen Xingzhu supposedly "punched and kicked" Shen inan, causing the latter to be born with bruises all over.

Second is the significant delay of ten years in birth ti.

Shen inan spoke casually, even humorously, but the real situation might have been perilous.

There’s actually a common saying among the people that twins or multi-births would compete for nourishnt among each other, often resulting in siblings being born with significant size differences.

Especially the talent gap between Shen inan and Shen Xingzhu makes it hard not to draw associative thoughts.

Chen Kuang even feels that the delay of ten years perhaps was to conceal the fact that they are twins.

Not saying it’s almost certain, but it’s surely related.

"Why are you not speaking?"

Shen inan pursed her lips, suddenly feeling wronged: "I knew it, you surely don’t believe it either."

"If you know who my sister is, you’d surely not believe it even more, might even turn around and accuse of being obtuse."

Her tone was determined, as if she had gone through similar experiences many tis before.

"Who said I didn’t believe it?"

Chen Kuang suddenly smiled, saying: "Moreover, how would you know that I don’t know who your sister is?"

Shen inan was taken aback, then shook her head as if it was a rattle-drum: "Impossible."

"You would never guess it!"

The girl muttered: "No one has ever guessed it... you surely don’t believe!"

If it were an ordinary person, indeed, they couldn’t guess it, nor would they dare to assu it’s Shen Xingzhu.

Even if they inferred from Shen inan’s descriptions, they would imdiately deny it themselves.

Chen Kuang halted, and ahead was the door to his guest room.

Shen inan had earlier received the key from the maid and opened the door for him, but hesitated slightly, then stopped from going inside.

With her hands behind her back, she turned around to glance at him: "This is your room, you can go in yourself, there aren’t many things, you should be able to recognize them."

Chen Kuang stood inside the door, saying: "Miss inan, would you not co in for a sit?"

The girl hesitated upon hearing his words, her expression perplexed and changing, as if engaged in a Celestial Being’s fierce battle.

But ultimately, she decisively said: "I rembered Ming Yan had invited to enjoy the scenery at her place, so I won’t be disturbing you."

Once the words were out, she regretted it internally, biting her lips.

Clearly, clearly... she actually quite wanted to continue chatting with the young man before her.

For so reason, she had an inexplicable, pleasant feeling towards this young man she had just t for the first ti.

As if they had t sowhere before, there was a sense of familiarity.

But when she thought the other person didn’t believe her words, rely humoring her, she felt a twinge of sadness and frustration.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone thought she was being unreasonable, and no one believed what she said.

Not referring to the twins, but rather...

The fact that her incomparable sister was actually a bad woman.

Shen inan wanted to let go of Chen Kuang’s hand she had just grabbed, but in the next mont, Chen Kuang turned his hand over and held hers instead.

"Huh?!"

Shen inan’s eyes widened, distinct in black and white, and she felt her fingertips suddenly freeze.

Her whole body felt as if a spell was cast, unable to move.

It was completely different from when she had actively reached for his hand just now...

Shen inan couldn’t walk away.

Because Chen Kuang pulled her, leaned over to her ear, and said with a smile:

"I know, Shen Xingzhu is a bad woman, and she’s very, very bad, dripping with wickedness."

He emphasized each word with certainty:

"I really know."

Shen inan felt the world spinning, took two woozy steps forward, and saw Chen Kuang turn around with her, closing the door himself.

"Thump, thump..."

Shen inan’s heart raced, standing in the room unsure of what to do.

Clearly, it was Chen Kuang who spoke of the "taboo," yet Shen inan widened her eyes and covered her mouth.

Chen Kuang raised an eyebrow: "What, it seems I guessed right?"

Shen inan whispered: "How do you know?"

Chen Kuang pointed at his own eyes and said with feigned seriousness: "I calculated it."

He laughed: "These eyes, they hold secrets that cannot be revealed."

"That impressive?"

Shen inan imdiately believed him, nervously saying: "Then... then did you reveal anything else?"

Chen Kuang nodded: "Yes."

"I once heard a story, a cautionary tale about kin, about the ’Venerable Bone.’"

"Do you want to hear it?"

Shen inan quickly nodded, brought over two stools, and listened intently as Chen Kuang recounted this seemingly pointed story.

"Clearly they were cousins, yet one wanted to usurp another’s talent for himself..."

Shen inan murmured blankly: "How truly sinister the human heart can be."

She looked at Chen Kuang again, the young man opposite her was blindfolded, calmly lifting a teacup to take a sip, as if rely telling a simple story.

Shen inan, however, felt like she had beco a character in the story...

Surely not, was her talent also taken away?

No, no, could a bad woman really be that bad? It didn’t seem so... When she was little, after being scolded by her father for slacking in cultivation, her sister used to buy her candied fruit.

Shen inan felt torn, but then heard Chen Kuang say: "By the way, Brother Lin just gave two scores, but since my eyes are inconvenient, could I ask Miss inan to help read them?"

He placed the instrunt and score on the table, his expression gentle: "I can play a piece for Miss inan as a token of gratitude."

Shen inan was naturally eager for this.

She originally wanted to enjoy the piece Chen Kuang played just for her, but for so reason, the more she listened, the more restless she beca, with Chen Kuang’s story always floating in her mind.

When Chen Kuang finished playing, he said slowly:

"Around tomorrow evening, we will likely have to part, so consider this piece my farewell gift to Miss inan."

Shen inan was taken aback: "Tomorrow?"

"But the Tower Ship won’t dock until the day after tomorrow..."

Chen Kuang shook his head, touching his blindfold:

"But I’ve already seen the secret of the heavens."

The veins on his forehead throbbed.

"A sudden sense of foreboding" was subtly warning.

...

On the other side, after leaving, Zhou Yanwei did not return to his room to sleep as he had said, but leaned against the railing on the top deck, gazing at the distant mountains.

"Yanwei, what are you doing here?"

Lin Er You walked over to him in surprise.

Zhou Yanwei pointed into the distance, lazily saying: "We are approaching Guan Du Port—I was thinking... maybe I should jump ship early to avoid unforeseen troubles."

Lin Er You’s steps halted, his face slightly changed.

He chuckled, shaking his fan: "Yanwei, you must be joking, what trouble could there be?"

Zhou Yanwei replied: "Naturally it’s..."

He turned to look at Lin Er You, squinting his eyes as he uttered two words:

"Human calamity!"