Chapter 342 – The Lost Stone Monoliths and the Powerless Girl (2/2)

The violent wind blew the pieces of rock that landed on the mausoleum, which gave out an extremely terrifying sound. Countless holes immediately formed in the tough rock, and even the wutong tree transformed from the Tong Bow began to totter. The green leaves constantly fell, and it seemed about to collapse. Seeing this, Chen Changsheng did not think at all, and took the risk of drawing the dagger from the wall. With difficulty, he moved to Xu Yourong’s side, and opened up the Yellow Paper Umbrella, helping her to block the rock shrapnel that was like arrows.

The Yellow Paper Umbrella constantly gave out thick and disorderly sounds of being hit.

In the next moment when the Yellow Paper Umbrella became quiet, Chen Changsheng did not say anything. He did not want to interrupt her calculations.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Yourong shook her head and said, “Can’t calculate it.”

Chen Changsheng peered over the edge of the Yellow Paper Umbrella, and his gaze landed on the stone pillar in front of the mausoleum. He said, “There always should be a method.”

It was not blind hope, but stubborn belief. Since Zhou Dufu could suppress the Heavenly Tome Monoliths before, they definitely could also do it. Their current level of cultivation obviously could not be compared to Zhou Dufu from before in the slightest, but the method should have been there, waiting to be discovered by them.

“The relative positions and mutual relations of the ten stone pillars are rather subtle. It should be a type of formation that can equalise the surge of Qi between the stone pillars and form a type of balance. Logically, it should not be as violent as it is now. I can’t calculate what has gone wrong.”

At the moment, Xu Yourong was very weak. However, when she said that, she actually revealed a glimpse of frustration that was rarely ever seen.

Chen Changsheng said, “Before, it should have been the Sword Pool that was responsible for suppressing and balancing, but now, I have taken away the Sword Pool. If I return the ten thousand swords right now, will it still be of any use?”

Without too much exact detail, Xu Yourong understood what had happened when she was asleep before through his few, simple sentences. Before she could feel the astonishment, she began to deduce and calculate once again. However, even after adding in the variable of the Sword Pool, she realised that the matter still did not make sense.

If they wanted the stone pillars to settle down, the great formation to regain its function and allow the world to be balanced again… they needed even more Heavenly Tome Monoliths.

However, where could she find Heavenly Tome Monoliths? Who knew where the remaining two monoliths of the twelve that Zhou Dufu had taken out of the Mausoleum of Books back then were? Also, even if the two Heavenly Tome Monoliths were found, the world of the Garden of Zhou was currently falling apart, so just who could stop the sky from falling down?

As a result, it was useless.

No matter if the Sword Pool appeared again, or if the stone pillars settled down once again, it was already useless.

The Garden of Zhou was about to be destroyed, and the humans, demons and monsters within it would be turned to ashes, or sucked into void space.

Xu Yourong lowered her head and looked at her finger that trembled slightly. Her lips were tightly pursed. She seemed a staunch and unyielding girl who was currently grieving.

She felt that she was very useless.

Chen Changsheng understood it, and did not say any more. At this moment, he held the dagger in one hand and the umbrella in the other, and could not pat her shoulder to comfort her, much less hug her to give her warmth. As a result, he could only move slightly towards her, and sit closer to her. His shoulder leaned on hers gently, hoping that it could give her something to rely on.

The whirlwind sucked up countless rock fragments which rained on the surface of the Yellow Paper Umbrella. It brought an extremely terrifying vibration of sound, like that of a giant beating a battle drum. If the defensive capabilities of the Yellow Paper Umbrella were not so great, they would already be dead at that moment.

It was very quiet in the umbrella.

Xu Yourong leaned on his shoulder, and seemed very powerless.