【Texture】(194)

Author: Wandering Traveler,
June 1, 2017, first published on sis,
Chapter 194:
I don't know how long I was unconscious, but when I opened my eyes, I saw my mother's blank
face...
Tears soaked her cheeks, slowly flowing down the lines of the Heavenly Mystery Heart Pattern on both sides to her chin, and then
falling from her chin to my chest.
I had never seen my mother like this before, whether she was by my side as my grandmother, or
appeared before me as Zhou Jingyi, or even after she finally revealed that she was my mother...
At this moment, she was bloodless, her appearance as pale as a plaster sculpture. Only
the tears welling up in her eyes proved that she was still alive. Looking at her at this moment, I felt extremely sad and
sorrowful. I slowly raised my right hand, reached out to her face, and wiped away her tears.
"...The ritual seems...it seems to have failed."
At this moment, I didn't know what to say, I only knew how to simply state this reality.
Although I didn't know the specifics of what would happen after my mother's ritual succeeded, I instinctively
felt that my body hadn't undergone any substantial changes, and my mother's
reaction before fainting confirmed this.
She didn't react to my words or actions! She remained in the same position,
staring blankly at my face, tears still streaming down her face. This nearly broke my heart. I propped myself up
and hugged my mother tightly. She stood there stiffly, like a wooden statue, silent and unresponsive
.
"It must be the Crimson Lotus Flame..."
I stroked my mother's back, trying my best to comfort her, while recalling the ritual
. What exactly happened during the ritual, I still don't truly understand.
My understanding of the Crimson Lotus ability is still very limited, but I clearly saw the Crimson Lotus Flame burn and evaporate the fusion of the Xuan Nu blood that had seeped into my body,
my mother's blood, and the blue liquid in the syringe.
"...It seems the Crimson Lotus Flame within me naturally repels demonic forces. In that case
, my mother will probably give up completely. She won't be thinking about any more rituals or trying to achieve immortality
!" At this moment, while feeling sorry for my mother, I also felt a sense of relief. I
can't explain why I feel this way...
Immortality? It seems incredibly tempting. But I truly have no interest in that thing! I've
never felt that living a long life is something to be thankful for or a goal to pursue. Because in my view,
the value of life has nothing to do with the length of time one lives, but only with the process of life itself!
Of course, I can't tell my mother this thought now. While this thought is certainly carefree, saying it aloud
would inevitably cause her double the psychological harm. Because it would be a complete
denial of all her hard work and plans. Although I've never hidden my opposition to my mother's actions... now that I've confirmed her failure
, saying it would be tantamount to mockery and ridicule. Unable to find the words
to express my distress, I could only convey my heartache to my mother through gestures. But her body was as
stiff as a stone. I tried desperately to pull her upper body into my arms, but
no matter how much force I used, I couldn't change her posture in the slightest…
"Yan Ping? Why are you here first?"
Just as I was shocked by my mother's condition, Chunri's voice suddenly rang in my ears. I turned my head
in the direction of the voice and saw Chunri
running towards the small altar from the connection between the top platform and the outer slope. Chen Xiaowei, carrying a pistol, followed behind her.
Before the two women even reached the altar, Chen Xiaowei exclaimed. "The Nine Cauldrons…it's the Nine Cauldrons!"
Chunri, ignoring the Nine Cauldrons floating in the air, rushed straight to my side. Seeing my
mother and me in our current state, Chunri looked puzzled.
"...She...she wanted to perform a secret ritual to grant me immortality. However, it seems she failed
..." I didn't intend for Haruhi to guess anything, and directly explained the situation to her in the simplest terms
.
Haruhi didn't show much change in expression after hearing this. She knelt down beside my mother and me, and gently touched my mother's hand
. My mother naturally didn't react...
Haruhi shook her head, sighed softly, and then stayed beside my mother and me without saying a word. Chen
Xiaowei, on the other hand, was completely attracted by the illusory image of the nine cauldrons flying in the air. After observing for a moment, she tried to reach out and
grab them. After grabbing empty air twice, Chen Xiaowei realized that the nine cauldrons in front of her were just empty images.
She then walked to my side. She didn't react much to my naked appearance at the moment,
but after looking at the state of the other three people, she asked them a question.
"What are you planning to do now? Are you just going to sit here doing nothing? And... weren't you two supposed
to be behind the others? How did you end up in front of me and her?"
Hearing her question, I calmly explained to Chen Xiaowei
the situation of the rear group after she and Chunri left to scout ahead. Liu Huiru's actions were probably a spur-of-the-moment decision, and Chen Xiaowei was unaware of
it. Moreover, judging from her appearance with Chunri, she seemed to have diligently carried out the scouting task her mother had given her
, so I didn't mind telling her all this.
After learning of Liu Huiru's actions, Chen Xiaowei apologized and offered a few words of explanation on Liu Huiru's behalf. "
It's not surprising that Sister Huiru did something like this because Yan Zilu betrayed her. Now she
trusts no one but herself. It's good that you're all alright… She'll probably get here soon. Once we see her,
I'll see if we can try to talk to her. After all, in a place like this, she couldn't possibly survive alone
, let alone escape." Chen Xiaowei paused, glancing at her mother's current state.
Afterwards, she spoke, "...I think we should think about what to do next.
Daye and Yan Zilu's team are also climbing Spiral City; it's only a matter of time before they get here. They outnumber us and
, once they arrive, we'll all be captured. These Nine Cauldrons are just nine shadows . If they find out this when they get here, I don't know about others, but 　　I can guess
how Master Daye will react . Someone will definitely die because of her anger. And we'll most likely become 　　the targets of her venting." 　　Hearing Chen Xiaowei's words, Chunri remained silent, only turning her gaze to me. 　　I didn't know what kind of person Chen Xiaowei was; for a long time, she 　　was merely an objective existence to me. But I had to admit that what Chen Xiaowei said and what she was worried about 　　were necessary. I didn't know when my mother would recover. After thinking for a 　　moment, I released my mother and gave Chunri a look. Chunri understood, moved to my mother's side, and 　　took over the care of her. I straightened up and began to think. 　　The ultimate goal of all my mother's schemes and plans must have been the immortality ritual she had prepared for me. Her 　　previous talk about repairing the Nine Cauldrons seal now seemed to be nothing more than 　　fabricated excuses to persuade me to obey. With the ritual already failed, 　　escaping this place became the only problem we needed to consider, for me and the others. 　　As for the Nine Cauldrons… all we could see now were the spirits of the cauldrons without physical form. Judging from 　　what my mother had said about the Nine Cauldrons before the ritual, the seal set up by King Mu of Zhou and his subordinates was extremely 　　ingenious and comprehensive. With the spirits and the physical bodies separated, unless 　　the physical bodies of the Nine Cauldrons, scattered somewhere in the core of Kunlun (who knows where), could be brought to this platform to merge with the spirits, no one could truly 　　remove the Nine Cauldrons from the core of Kunlun. Therefore, Wang Lie's concern that the Nine Cauldrons would fall into the hands of Daye and other 　　unscrupulous individuals was essentially unnecessary. However, for safety reasons, I 　　turned to Haruhi and asked, 　　"Haruhi, I don't know much about seals and barriers! You're much more experienced in this field than I am. 　　Can you tell what the current state of the Nine Cauldrons seal is? Does it need repair or something?" 　　Haruhi paused for a moment at my question, then turned her gaze to the swirling, dancing 　　phantoms of the Nine Cauldrons. After a few glances, Haruhi's expression turned serious… 　　"…What's floating here are the spirits of the cauldrons. Although they're just phantoms, the images shown in them should be 　　the actual appearance of the Nine Cauldrons! And now these phantoms look mottled. This means the Nine Cauldrons 　　themselves are already very damaged! Although my understanding of seals and barriers is very rudimentary, 　　based on the images, this Nine Cauldrons barrier is indeed very weak and needs further improvement and repair!" 　　Hearing Haruhi's words, I was somewhat surprised… I hadn't expected that my mother's previous statement wasn't just a way to 　　fool me. The Nine Cauldrons seal actually needed repair. Chunri is an extremely independent and opinionated person. 　　Although she is suppressed by her mother and serves her, I believe that what she is saying now is her 　　own conclusion drawn from observation. 　　"Then how exactly should it be repaired?" 　　To my question, Chunri gently shook her head. "I don't know how exactly it should be repaired! 　　Among us sisters, Lanjian is the most proficient in barriers, seals, and formations. If you want to know the specific repair 　　method, I'm afraid you'll have to ask her. But I'm not sure if she will definitely know the repair method." 　　As Chunri spoke, she turned her head to look at her mother, who was still in a daze. 　　I understood what Chunri meant; at this moment, only her mother was the only one who truly knew how to repair the seal. Looking 　　at her mother's current state, I sighed. It was obvious that because of the failure of the ritual, her mother had suffered 　　a heavy psychological blow... She was now completely in a self-enclosed mental state. Until she 　　returned to normal, there was definitely no hope for her. 　　"...Lan Jian and the others should be on their way here right now! It seems we can only wait until they arrive before making any plans 　　!" I shook my head helplessly, stating my current plan. Chen Xiaowei, however, 　　questioned my suggestion. 　　"Repair the seal? Why should we repair the seal? 　　Isn't finding a way to escape from this place our top priority? Isn't there an entrance at the altar? The escape route Sun Cong mentioned 　　must be inside that entrance. I think it 　　's the right thing to do once the others arrive, we should go straight in and find the escape route." 　　From Chen Xiaowei's perspective, her idea was quite natural. It also proved that her 　　understanding of the Kunlun core and the specific situation of this Spiral City was indeed limited. Thinking we were all in the same boat 　　, I patiently explained to her, "We don't actually know the exact location of the escape route from Spiral City 　　. It's best not to enter this entrance lightly; it's likely 　　a path leading to the ramp inside Spiral City. And the interior of Spiral City is the lair of those filthy things. Entering rashly without a clear understanding of the situation 　　could be suicidal. Repairing the seal, if possible and time-wise, is still necessary 　　. After all, I've heard that this seal is directly related to the fate of the Chinese nation and even the safety of humanity as a whole. In a 　　sense, this is our duty and responsibility as descendants of Yan and Huang, and as human beings." 　　Perhaps feeling that what I was saying was too grandiose and too vague, I 　　added, "Of course, if there are no conditions or circumstances that allow it, abandoning the repair and trying 　　to escape first is also the right thing to do!" 　　Chen Xiaowei looked at me with an expression as if I were a monster for a long time, then let out a long sigh. " 　　...Duty? Responsibility?...Are you an idiot? Who cares about these things these days? Are you some kind of 　　time-traveling moron from ancient times? Good heavens...In this day and age, there are still people like you? Are you kidding me?"

Chen Xiaowei was clearly in a state of anxiety at this moment, and I could understand her
sarcastic tone. Naturally, I wouldn't take it seriously, merely forcing a smile as a
response. Just then, another figure hurriedly appeared on the platform from the connection of the outer ramp.
After approaching the altar and seeing the situation there, the figure immediately raised a weapon at me.
"Xiaowei…you're alright? That's great…"
It was Liu Huiru who appeared. I personally had no intention of clashing with this woman. After she
pointed her gun at me, I retreated to Chunri and my mother's side, raising my hands to show my
friendliness.
Liu Huiru didn't seem surprised by my reaction, and therefore didn't fire immediately.
Instead, she quickly ran to Chen Xiaowei's side, creating a tense standoff between her and Chunri. After standing still, Liu Huiru didn't immediately speak to Chen Xiaowei, but instead looked at 　　my stunned mother and me
with a peculiar gaze .
It was clear she was
somewhat surprised that my mother and I had arrived at the altar before her. Then, with a hint of doubt, she spoke.
"...You...you didn't die from the fall?"
"Ah...I'm just lucky." Facing the automatic rifle in Liu Huiru's hand, I didn't actually feel any real
fear. This stemmed from my absolute confidence that I was stronger than her. On the other hand, because Chunri was right there,
if Liu and Chen showed even the slightest intention to attack us, Chunri would definitely be able to
nip the threat in the bud. Therefore, my response was somewhat casual and nonchalant.
Liu Huiru didn't care about my attitude at this moment; her question was merely a psychological
habit. After confirming from Chunri and my reactions that we had no intention of retaliating or harming her,
she ignored us and grabbed Chen Xiaowei, saying, "Xiaowei, don't waste time here
. This passage must be the escape route Sun Cong mentioned. Let's hurry." She pulled her
towards the entrance of the inner ramp below the altar.
Chen Xiaowei didn't cooperate with Liu Huiru's actions, instead forcefully dragging Liu Huiru to where she was.
"Wait, Sister Huiru… I think we shouldn't rush in without permission."
Hearing Chen Xiaowei's advice, I knew the information I had given her earlier had worked. Chen
Xiaowei, seeing Liu Huiru's bewildered expression, leaned close to her ear and whispered something
. Gradually, Liu Huiru's expression changed from bewilderment to confusion, then to surprise. After Chen Xiaowei
finished speaking, Liu Huiru turned to look at me.
"...You're saying this cave is the lair of those filthy creatures? Aren't you lying?"
"If you don't believe me and insist on going in to try, then go ahead. You have guns, do you think I can stop
you?" While I don't hate Liu Huiru, she did harm me before. Although I understand
her motives and reasons, I'm not a saint. Therefore, I showed
an attitude of "believe it or not."
Because of my attitude, Liu Huiru immediately hesitated...
Time passed second by second. New figures appeared on the platform; Yuan Fangfang, Guan Xue, and several others
finally reached the highest platform. Upon seeing Chunri and me, Guan Xue cheered joyfully and
rushed over first. Liu Huiru and Chen Xiaowei chose to step back. Chen Xiaowei's attitude was relatively calm, while
Liu Huiru nervously held her rifle, watching our every move...
Perhaps because my mother and I seemed unharmed, Guan Xue and the others who arrived didn't immediately confront Liu
Huiru, but instead gathered around Chunri and me to inquire about the situation. After I gave a brief explanation, Yuan
Fangfang and Guan Xue angrily shifted their attention to Liu Huiru. Having no interest in
conflict, I stopped Yuan Fangfang and Guan Xue from any provocative actions and instead asked Lan Jian about
repairing the seal. "...Blood sacrifice!" Faced with my question, Lan Jian uttered 　　a terrifying term
after observing the floating cauldron spirit's state ! 　　"Blood sacrifice?" I raised my eyebrows, signaling Lan Jian to explain more clearly. 　　"Although I don't know the specific methods and techniques used by King Mu of Zhou to set up this seal, I think I roughly 　　understand the underlying principles of its operation! I estimate that the true source of the Nine Cauldrons' power lies in the spirit 　　and will of the entire Chinese nation! When the power of the Nine Cauldrons weakens, the Chinese nation will fall into a low ebb, and the result of this low ebb will 　　be a terrible national calamity. During this calamity, a large number of Chinese people will die. Conversely, 　　the souls and wills of these deceased Chinese people will be gathered and absorbed by the Nine Cauldrons, and used to strengthen the Nine Cauldrons themselves… As our Chinese nation 　　has a saying: 'An inch of our land is bought with blood; I offer my blood to Xuanyuan!'" The blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang was not shed in vain. 　　With each death, their spiritual power is ultimately absorbed by the Nine Cauldrons. The Nine Cauldrons 　　continue and maintain their operation through the bloodshed and sacrifice of the Chinese nation, suppressing demons and protecting the safety of all humanity. When 　　the power absorbed by the Nine Cauldrons is sufficient to sustain its own operation, the absorption of the souls and wills of the Chinese people will naturally cease, simultaneously 　　bestowing upon the entire Chinese nation a strong sense of national confidence and a spirit of enterprise. The Chinese nation will thus enter a new round 　　of revival and development. This should be the specific reason why the history of our Chinese nation has always developed and progressed in a tortuous manner 　　! 　　"Judging from the mottled state of the Nine Cauldrons' current appearance, their condition is somewhat strange! Although they 　　are still effectively suppressing what's inside this spiral tower, it's clear that this suppression is somewhat forced... How 　　to put it, it's like a knife lacking a sharp edge. As a weapon, it still possesses a certain degree of 　　damage and striking power, but its effectiveness has been diminished..." 　　Lan Jian said, frowning, seemingly unsure how to describe the 　　situation further. 　　Yuan Fangfang, on the other hand, seemed to have received some inspiration and suddenly offered a "profound" opinion. 　　"...Isn't China exactly as you described? On the surface, it looks very much like it! The government..."

Wealth, economic prosperity! But in reality… those at the top are only concerned with maintaining their own ruling interests. Aside from
dreaming, they spend money abroad to buy peace and prestige, actually betraying
the interests of the nation and its people; those in the middle, besides trying to protect their own meager interests, are scrambling to climb the social ladder
, never considering fundamentally changing anything; those at the bottom
toil like ants for basic sustenance, numb to the empty promises made by the upper classes while intoxicated by
the illusion of national prosperity! The entire nation, from top to bottom, has lost its fighting spirit, its pioneering and enterprising attitude.
Isn't it just a sword that looks impressive on the outside but is completely unsharpened? "I understand... these nine cauldrons
are a concrete representation of the current state of the entire nation and its people..."
"Okay, okay, okay... Fangfang, stop, stop! All I want to know right now is how to repair the
seal on these nine cauldrons. Can you please stop digressing into unrelated topics?" Knowing the urgency of the situation,
and that Emperor Ruizong, Yan Zilu, and Daye's armed group were also climbing the outer ramp, I had to interrupt Yuan Fangfang's
"divergent thinking" and turn my gaze to Lan Jian. Unexpectedly, Lan Jian
nodded repeatedly in strong agreement with Yuan Fangfang's explanation. Noticing my gaze, Lan Jian quickly explained.
"...The Nine Cauldrons aren't lacking power, but rather severely lacking vitality!
The most direct way to stimulate and awaken their vitality is through a life-sacrifice ritual. Death and blood will stimulate
their awareness and awakening of their own crisis!"
"Is that so? Then how exactly is it done...? Does it require someone to sacrifice their life?"
I frowned, recalling my father's self-sacrifice years ago...
"This..." Faced with my question, Lan Jian looked troubled. After hesitating, he shook
his head.
"Even if all of us here were to sacrifice ourselves, we probably wouldn't be able to achieve the necessary level for the blood sacrifice! Unless
it's a war, a war that can suddenly awaken a nation and its people from their complacency!
A blood sacrifice completed through the baptism of war... this process would probably require the deaths of tens of thousands
!"
Hearing Lan Jian's words, I couldn't help but gape...
"Are you kidding me? Using war to perform a blood sacrifice? You're utterly ridiculous! Let me
ask you this: put yourself in my shoes, if war really broke out, would you be willing to give up your peaceful life and
go to your death on the battlefield? You should understand the principle of 'Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you'! Besides, your method is simply not feasible
… Are we supposed to let the country start a war for no reason right now? Think again… Besides
this ridiculous blood sacrifice method, what other truly feasible method is there to repair this seal?"
Faced with my question, Lan Jian looked somewhat aggrieved. She bit her lip and thought for a long time, finally
shaking her head helplessly. "…No, I really don't know any other way to activate
the life force of the Nine Cauldrons! If you want to blame someone, blame my lack of knowledge."
Seeing Lan Jian's current state, I realized I had spoken too harshly. With a hint of apology, I quickly
asked her a new question.
"I'm sorry... Lan Jian, I spoke without thinking just now. It was my fault, I hope you won't take it to heart
... Um, um, if we don't repair the seal now, how long do you think it can last?"
Among the five holy maidens, Lan Jian is quite rational. She also knew the urgency of my feelings at the moment, so after
I clearly apologized to her, she quickly adjusted her mood.
"...It's hard to say! Maybe a few years, maybe decades...I can't be sure of the exact time. I
can only be certain that, given the current state of the Nine Cauldrons, the entire seal will break sooner or later! The current
state of the Nine Cauldrons isn't due to direct damage to the physical body itself, but rather to some invisible corrosion!
I have no way of knowing the specific origin and cause of this corrosion... Moreover, in a sense, this corrosive damage
is more dangerous than an attack or destruction of the Nine Cauldrons' physical body. If the physical body is destroyed, finding the physical body and reforging it
can still restore the integrity of the seal. But if the spirit of the cauldron is corroded and deteriorated, even if the physical body is intact, the seal of the Nine Cauldrons
will be completely distorted and deteriorated beyond repair."
Hearing Lan Jian's answer, I immediately fell into a dilemma!
From Lan Jian's words, I realized that repairing the seal was urgent, but the current situation was that none of us
had the ability to complete the repair process.
Just then, Fan Zhou, who had run to the edge of the platform to keep watch, quickly arrived at everyone's side.
"Daye and her group are only two or three ramps away... I estimate they
'll be on the platform in half an hour at most!"
Hearing this, not only our group, but
also Liu Huiru and Chen Xiaowei, who were keeping a distance from us, showed expressions of shock and panic.
Facing the expectant gazes of these women, I realized that I had unknowingly
replaced my mother as their pillar of support. I was now in a dilemma...
The connection between the ramp and the platform offered some terrain for cover. But clearly, even if Liu Huiru and Chen
Xiaowei were willing to cooperate, our two pistols and one semi-automatic rifle wouldn't be enough to stop
the advance of their large group. Not only were we short on ammunition, but the enemy also
included a group of mercenaries with combat experience. Even if Liu Huiru were willing to give me the rifle, I knew I had absolutely no ability to stop their
attack. Relying on Honglian's "guiding" ability, I could kill one enemy with a single shot, but once the rifle ran out of bullets
, we would face a one-sided massacre.
Then I shifted my gaze to the entrance to the inner ramp below the altar…
Risk entering the inner ramp? My mother had previously judged that Xia Jiang was currently leading the Yin soldiers up the inner ramp
. Perhaps she and the Yin soldiers had already attracted all the attention of those things inside the Spiral City, meaning that
those who went in wouldn't necessarily be immediately attacked! But when I recalled that terrifying,
heart-pounding sound, I hesitated.
To this day, I still don't know exactly what that thing was... but the fear
and oppression it instilled in me were so intense that even now, thinking about it gives me a lingering sense of dread! Although I don't have Huang Yandong's
special ability to predict good or bad fortune, my instincts tell me that whatever made that sound was absolutely deadly to me
. If I couldn't handle it, and these women followed me in, it would be no
different from suicide.
What to do? What difference is there between this and having nowhere to turn?
I even fell into a daze.
"Let's meet force with force! We'll fight them to the death! Since we've entered Kunlun Wonderland, I
never really thought I could get out alive!" Chunri straightened up from beside her mother, drew her
cold weapon, and led the way towards the connection between the slope and the platform. Clearly, she knew that even if they were to fight, they needed
to make the most of the terrain.
When I saw Yonghui also taking out her usual fighting weapon and following Chunri towards the connection
, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Wait...all of you, come back here!"
Hearing my call, the women, including Liu Huiru and Chen Xiaowei, all turned their gazes
to me.
"Yonghui...can you create the illusion that the platform is empty?" I cut to the chase and stated
my idea directly.
Hearing this, Yonghui's eyes lit up.
"Great idea! Why didn't I think of that before?" But as soon as she finished speaking, she realized something, and
a regretful expression appeared on her face. "Creating an illusion is not a problem...but there are two people in their group, Ruizong and Sizong
. My illusion can fool ordinary people, but it will be difficult to deceive their cultivation.
Unless..."
"Unless what..." I pressed.
Yonghui turned her gaze to her mother, who was still sitting on the altar like a statue, weeping. "Unless
the Lord of Fate can cooperate with me to isolate the presence of people here, just like we did in that cave before, and truly create
the illusion that no one is here, the chances of those two seeing through it are very high."
I looked at my mother's current state, my mood plummeting to its lowest point. But in the end, I still made a decision.
"...If they really see through it, then we'll fight them to the death! Anyway, we're already planning to
fight them to the death, but until then, let's stall for as long as we can!"
After saying that, I walked up to the altar and forcefully picked up my mother, whose body was stiff. I walked to
a corner of a platform away from the slope connection and sat down. After exchanging glances, the women quickly gathered around me.
Yonghui sat cross-legged at the front of the group and began to cast an illusion.
"Do you need me to expand the range of the illusion to cover the spirits of the nine cauldrons on the altar?"
Yonghui asked me while casting the spell.
"Don't conceal us... just cover this corner where we're hiding. Leaving the Nine Cauldrons' spirit intact might
attract their attention. Since they can't get the Nine Cauldrons without their physical form, hopefully
they'll be distracted by their current state, fail to notice us, and leave disappointed."
Yonghui nodded and began carrying out my orders. A faint light barrier
enveloped everyone, including Liu Huiru and Chen Xiaowei.
Amidst everyone's anxious waiting, the figures of the Daye armed group finally emerged. Several
armed men in camouflage combat uniforms cautiously entered the platform area from the connection between the ramp and the platform. They
quickly spotted the altar in the center of the platform and the phantom of the Nine Cauldrons floating on it.
The leader of the armed men was extremely cautious; upon seeing the altar and the Nine Cauldrons, he immediately signaled his companions to lower their positions
and carefully observe the entire platform. After the observation, the armed men did not approach the altar easily
, but instead formed a guard formation at the junction of the slope, controlling this important terrain position on the platform.
Of course, he was also clearly deceived by Yonghui's illusion. Although his gaze
swept over the corner where we were sitting several times, he did not notice our presence at all.
More than ten minutes later, a slightly noisy voice came from the slope. Judging from the sound, it seemed to be the armed men
driving and escorting the other captured members of the Baihui Group. Thinking of this, I turned to the side 　　and asked
Liu Huiru, who was sitting nervously behind me with a rifle in her hand, in a low voice, 　　"How many of your Baihui Group's captured members are they holding?" 　　Liu Huiru was a little surprised by my sudden question, but finally answered my question. 　　"Probably thirty or forty more, including Sun Cong, the others... all, all..." 　　Although Liu Huiru did not finish her sentence, I understood what she wanted to say and then asked the 　　second question. "How many people do they have now? I mean their current armed combat personnel?" 　　"Less than two hundred... including the lamas under Daye and the yoga instructors." 　　"Less than two hundred? Are you sure?" I felt the number didn't quite add up; it was much fewer than I expected 　　. 　　"I'm sure... their armed personnel are definitely less than two hundred now. When I led my men to escape, 　　some others also took the opportunity to run away. I wasn't the only one dissatisfied in the group; many others 　　realized that continuing with them would likely lead to their deaths. Unfortunately, I didn't realize this before organizing the escape 　　and failed to contact those people privately in time. As a result, several groups of people ran off separately. 　　Otherwise, if we could have organized and gathered all the people who escaped at that time, with their numbers and weapons, we should have been able to 　　fight them." 　　Liu Huiru seemed quite regretful, but as she finished speaking, I noticed the complex 　　emotions in her eyes. When I turned my head again to look at the entrance of the slope, a large number of people appeared at the connection of the platform 　　. 　　Among those people, Yan Zilu, Daye Rinpoche, and Sun Conghe, who was being pushed and shoved, 　　suddenly came into my view...

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