Chapter 64 Like father, like son: That patriarch of the cultivation world…
Upon hearing this, Li Chen followed Han Shannan's gaze.
In the center of the main hall on the first floor of the Weeping Dew Pavilion, there is a separate circular space.
The space was surrounded by a wooden fence, with a stone platform in the center. Around the platform was a recessed area filled with fresh water, which was drawn from somewhere, and koi carp swam around in it.
On that stone platform stood a statue several tens of feet tall, stretching from the first floor all the way to the roof.
Imagine the people living on the top floor, who would be facing the face of that statue as soon as they stepped out of their apartments. I wonder if they would be frightened when they got up at night.
Li Chenjin stared at the statue for a while, then suddenly nudged Han Shannan's arm with his elbow. Han Shannan immediately leaned closer, and then heard Li Chenjin say in a low voice, "This statue is so tall, we are at most at its calf level now."
"I can't even see its face, yet you say it looks like me, so how did you see its face?"
Han Shannan was startled and immediately looked up at the statue.
Unlike what he had seen before, now he could only vaguely see the chin of the statue, but not its face.
Li Chen was right; from their current position, they shouldn't be able to see the statue's face...
As Han Shannan felt a chill run down his spine, a sudden thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered what had happened in Xicheng Town. He looked at Li Chenjin with horror and said, "I... have we entered some kind of illusion array again?"
"Not yet," Li Chenjin said slowly. "But have you noticed? This Weeping Dew Pavilion seems to have gotten much bigger."
Han Shannan looked up and saw that the hall was filled with countless sandalwood tables and chairs around the central statue. In addition to them, people were constantly coming downstairs and taking their seats under the guidance of maids.
At a glance, the place was teeming with people, and Han Shannan had no doubt that there were tens of thousands of them.
But can this Weeping Dew Pavilion really seat tens of thousands of people?
Clearly, they couldn't enter the Weeping Dew Pavilion at the beginning, but they can now enter the Weeping Dew Pavilion.
The building seemed to have silently expanded more than ten times without them noticing.
As they walked through the pavilions, gazing at the vibrant red everywhere, they felt as if they had entered the belly of a giant beast, and as the "food" increased, the beast's belly grew larger and larger.
Han Shannan felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at Li Chenjin. Just as he was about to say something, Li Chenjin slowly raised his hand and gestured for him to be quiet.
He glanced at the sudden increase in people, pursed his lips, and stopped talking. He simply followed silently behind her, watching her being guided to her seat.
As an attendant, he was naturally not entitled to sit down and could only stand beside her and serve her, just like the attendants of the others around her.
However, Han Shannan didn't care about any of that now. While pouring wine for Li Chenjin, he observed the surrounding environment and asked in surprise, "Really, this place has really become much bigger! But shouldn't houses be static? How can they get bigger?"
Li Chenjin nodded. "A house is inanimate, but people are alive."
Han Shannan exclaimed in horror, "So, during the days when we were ordered to stay in our rooms and not allowed to go out, someone attacked this Weeping Dew Pavilion?"
"Perhaps," Li Chen said.
"Don't look so nonchalant. Have you forgotten? Back in Xicheng Town, we encountered a statue that looked exactly like you, and the two of us were no match for it! Now, this statue here is so much bigger than the one in Xicheng Town. Don't you think the bigger it is, the more powerful it becomes?" Han Shannan said. "What if it tries something again? There are so many mortals here, and quite a few outside the Weeping Dew Pavilion. What should we do? I... we don't think we can do anything about it."
It's clear that the incident in Xicheng Town left a significant psychological scar on Han Shannan.
But this is normal. Anyone who is suddenly pulled into an illusion where they can't distinguish between reality and illusion, and finally manages to get out, only to look up and see such a huge eye in the sky, and before they can even recover, they see the miserable state of the people in Xicheng Town. It's really hard not to be traumatized.
Moreover, she could sense that when they were in Xicheng Town, the statue had not used its full strength; it was just toying with them like a cat playing with mice.
Even so, it is already shocking enough, making it hard to imagine what would happen if the thing behind this statue were to unleash its true power.
Li Chen sighed, "Let's wait and see. Didn't we see a disciple from the magic cultivation world at the inn earlier? Unlike the sword cultivation world, people from the magic cultivation world never fight alone. The fact that a disciple from the magic cultivation world has come means that there are already quite a few people from the magic cultivation world hiding in the shadows."
"Furthermore, I heard that the old patriarch of the cultivation world is also very concerned about this matter, and it will probably be long before he arrives in person."
Han Shannan whispered, "But I feel that those people in the cultivation world are not quite normal. They look strange. Can they help us? I heard that those people cannot distinguish between good and evil. They do whatever they want, kill people when they want, and arrest people when they want."
"Oh, really?" Li Chen asked.
"Of course!" Han Shannan said, "Let me tell you, those people in the magic cultivation world are really wicked. Before, quite a few people from the magic cultivation world thought the demon race was interesting, so they captured a lot of demons who weren't in the demon realm and brought them back to the magic cultivation world to train as spirit pets!"
"They also said that since those demons weren't in the Demon Realm, they weren't violating the peace treaty they made with the Demon Realm. But those demons were clearly sent out by the Demon King on business! Do they think the people of the Dharma Cultivation Realm stay there their whole lives and never come out? They're just making excuses!"
Li Chen raised an eyebrow and exclaimed, "Wow! There's more to this than that? And then what?"
Han Shannan said indignantly, "The people of the Dharma Cultivation Realm are unreasonable. Even though the Demon King went there in person, he still couldn't get his people back!"
"With the Demon King's cultivation level, he shouldn't be unable to get it back," Li Chen pondered. "Could it be that Old Ancestor Shen intervened?"
Han Shannan's indignation intensified, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "It's him! That old ancestor of the Dharma Cultivation Realm is even more unreasonable. He knows that his own people are in the wrong, but he still insists on protecting them! He says that he doesn't care about this matter and that if the Demon Realm wants people, they can just take them back themselves. But he has set up many killing formations and illusion formations around the Dharma Cultivation Realm, making it impossible for ordinary demons to enter! Even if they do get in, they can hardly protect themselves, let alone rescue any demons!"
Li Chenjin's expression turned slightly strange. "...That's definitely his style."
Han Shannan continued, "Let me tell you, those people in the cultivation world are truly wicked! Knowing full well that those demons who risked their lives to break into the cultivation world were trying to rescue their own demons, they weren't moved at all. Instead, they waited at the border of the cultivation world and captured dozens more demons using the 'wait and wait' method! They are extremely cold-blooded, absolutely too vicious!!"
Han Shannan spoke with righteous indignation, looking as if he was about to draw his sword and stab a disciple of the Dharma Cultivation Realm for entertainment.
Li Chen rested his chin on his hand, seemingly lost in thought. Just as he was pondering something, he heard Han Shannan say, "Do you know? Those disciples in the Dharma Cultivation Realm are all lunatics. They... they help good people and bad people alike. They help whoever they find interesting. They... they're not human! Like father, like son. That old ancestor of the Dharma Cultivation Realm is definitely not a good person either!"
Li Chen finally came to his senses and coughed lightly, saying, "Well... these people from the cultivation world aren't actually as bad as you say. They can still see things clearly when it comes to matters of principle. Think about it, weren't the people from the cultivation world the ones who came to rescue people from Xicheng Town before?"
"And then there's that Old Ancestor Shen. Although he might not be quite right in the head, he's still a decent person. While he can sometimes act like a demon, he's still somewhat aligned with the righteous path. So, he's still a righteous person."
Han Shannan stared at Li Chenjin with astonishment in his eyes, his mouth agape, and exclaimed incredulously, "What are you talking about?! Why do I feel like you're speaking up for the people of the Dharma Cultivation Realm? Are you on good terms with them? Don't forget, you were captured and taken to the Dharma Cultivation Realm before!"
"Oh, I remember, I remember." Li Chen sighed and casually replied, "Thank you for your righteous act of going to great lengths to save me back then, Cultivator Han. Although you not only failed to save me but were also beaten up by the disciples of the Dharma Cultivation Realm, I still appreciate your kindness. I understand."
Han Shannan: "..."
Han Shannan: "...Are you praising me while subtly criticizing me?"
"Whoa!"
Li Chen looked at Han Shannan with great appreciation and nodded approvingly, saying, "You can even tell that. It seems that Cultivator Han has made a lot of progress recently. You are truly becoming more and more like a disciple of the Sword God."
"That's natural, this cultivator..."
Han Shannan instinctively wanted to praise himself along with Li Chenjin's words, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized what he had said and angrily said, "You're playing me again! You!"
Before Han Shannan could finish speaking, Li Chenjin shushed him. Before Han Shannan could even process what was happening, he had already covered his mouth with his hand.
He looked in the direction Li Chenjin indicated, and saw the statue in the center of the hall slowly sinking into the ground, emitting a series of dull sounds as if the mechanism was operating. The crowd around him, who had been chatting and laughing, suddenly fell silent, all staring in astonishment at the strange sight before them.
Even after the statue had completely sunk into the ground, the sound of the mechanism operating did not disappear.
Before long, a high platform with tables and chairs slowly rose up under their gaze.
The Pavilion Master of Weeping Dew Pavilion, whom they had not seen since entering the Pavilion, sat on the high platform.
However, upon closer inspection, one will find that the pavilion master was not sitting on a chair, but on a wheelchair made of fine sandalwood.
The owner of the Qilu Pavilion, which has been making waves in recent years and is almost poised to become the number one dance hall in the world, is actually a person who cannot walk. This inevitably caused a stir of amazement among those present.
Han Shannan asked, "If such a large statue can be buried underground, could there be something underground in the Qilu Pavilion?"
Li Chen pursed his lips. "The underground space must be quite large, but now is not the time to think about that. We haven't even explored these areas above ground yet. If we rashly try to investigate what's underground, we'll only alert them."
"There are many people here, and countless people from Zhang County. If we easily alert them, these people and the people outside will suffer. It's better to wait for reinforcements."
Author's Note: Wow, I checked the backend and there are only single-digit points left. Five cents in earnings, not bad, impressive! At least I still have five cents left. Just a little bit of a letdown, haha [laughing emoji]
Looks like I need to work harder to find a job. I definitely shouldn't have chosen an easy-to-get-into, less popular major in college; otherwise, finding a job would have been easier.
Or if I really can't find a job, I could stay in a temple for a few years and come out when the situation improves. But if that happens, I won't be able to write novels for several years. After all, the place I live in is like a school dormitory, and I would feel very ashamed if someone I know saw me there...
Um……
How am I supposed to live?
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