Chapter 30 Bodhisattva’s Trap (1/2)

Seeing that Liu Shuai had comprehended something, Zhang Chi Hang smiled and nodded.

”Even though that's the case,” I thought for a moment, ”I'm a fake, after all. I can't borrow the supernatural powers of others at my will!”

“Supernatural powers can only be understood by supernatural mind.” Zhang Chi Hang laughed, ”Put down your mental barrier. Once there's no barrier in your mind, you can understand the supernatural things…”

”Thank you, Mr. Zhang.” I was still not used to calling him Bodhisattva like Liu Shuai, “You make me feel a lot more comfortable. Then may I ask about the matter of saving Zhou Yuan and Yan? ”

Zhang Chi Hang waved his hand, ”Mortals fear the effect, but Bodhisattvas fear the cause. You helped me and you've even successfully shortened Kong Ming's life by 12 years...”

”What?” I couldn't help but interrupt him, ”When did I shorten Kong Ming's life by 12 years?”

Zhang Chi Hang frowned, ”Would you stop yourself from interrupting others? I asked you to stab Xiao Hong thirty-six times, and you actually did thirty-seven. In the last attack you tilted your sword. The Sword Qi hit Kong Ming directly. If not for Kong Ming’s skilled mana and a strong flame barrier, he would have died on the spot. My magical artifact is much more formidable than you could imagine. Would you like to know how to save the two guys?”

“Yes, absolutely.” I shut up quickly, but my mind was full of questions.

”Seeing that you're suspicious, I might as well tell you everything. Not long later, when Kong Ming was on the verge of death, he planned to plea to the nether world to extend his life, but he didn't know that you had already cut off twelve years of his lifespan. What a fate! Originally, he plead to Yan, but was rejected, so he could not extend his life and died in the end. But I did not expect that the cause and effect had come to you. It may be a fortune or calamity. I’m not sure.” Zhang Chi Hang thought for a bit, and stretched out his hand, allowing a willow leaf to float out of the willow branch. With a drop of pure water on it, the willow leaf flew toward us and stopped in front of us. After that, Zhang Chi Hang shook his finger lightly, and the willow leaf wrapped the water droplet into a ball, then quickly spun, turning into a green pill.

Zhang Chi Hang placed the pill into a embroidered box and handed it over to me. ”Scrunch this pill, then you can give it to Zhou Yuan or put it on Yan's mirror. Either way you can save one of them.”

”One of them?” Liu Shuai and I shouted, ”but there are two!”

”So what?” Zhang Chi Hang returned to his previous carefree appearance, ”You helped me once, so I'll help you save one person, then the cause and effect will be crossed off. Are you telling me that when you have a hundred people who need to be saved, I have to help you a hundred times?”

”What the heck?” I felt like Zhang Chi Hang had laid a trap for me. Indeed, the furthest path in my life was the path laid out by the Bodhisattva.

”I did what I have to do.” Zhang Chi Hang waved his hand, ”Now it's your turn to think of a way on your own. Oh right…” Zhang Chi Hang looked at Liu Shuai again, ”If you take this drop of water, it can immediately restore your mana. Your, uh, little brother, doesn't need to wait half a year to work properly.” Then he turned to me, ”The question is, whom will you give it to?”

”Bodhisattva...” The words hit Liu Shuai as a bucket of cold water. It turned out that the fate Zhang Quan had calculated for him was this bad.

”That's all~” Zhang Chi Hang waved his hand.

Our visions got dark. When we could see again, we were downstairs at the office, and we were staring at each other, unable to say a word.

How could this be the result? I came here to save people, and we could indeed save a person in the end, but whom to save?

At the same time, Zhang Chi Hang was in his office.

”The Mighty One,” Zhang Chi Hang's eyes were closed, as if he was speaking to the air, ”I can feel you. After so many years I finally felt you again.”