Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 763 The matter of firing cannons at one's own wife—it didn't happen to Li Yunlong, but it fell to me.
"so serious?"

He Songling entrusted his wife to Si Chong and his six companions, but not to Zuo Ruotong, because Si Chong was more decisive and wouldn't give the enemy any room for illusion when necessary. It was precisely because he was incompetent that he wanted to eliminate him completely.

Of course, influenced by Zuo Ruotong, when facing someone who is not his match, Si Chong also has the same benevolent side as Zuo Ruotong. For example, that idiot Quanxing was killed by Si Chong in his early years. Si Chong thought he had submitted and let him go. In the original work, he finally took advantage of his numbers and cut off Si Chong's head.

But when facing someone they can't beat, Si Chong and Cheng Zhen are absolutely ruthless. They even dared to call for Wu Gensheng's death, let alone a real god.

Even so, when Si Chong heard He Songling's words, he was first taken aback, and then a solemn expression appeared on his face.

"The Trinity Mountain Gate, which dates back to the mid-to-late Ming Dynasty, has been around for over 300 years, longer than the history of the United States. And it just got blown up like that?"

"Yes, we have to blow it up. If a deity really wants to make a move, no one will survive. Rather than letting him kill someone and run away, or even do something like possessing another's body, it's better to just blow him up along with the deity."

It wasn't easy for He Songling to make this decision. Among these people were his friends from the martial arts world who came because of his reputation and trusted him; his uncles, brothers, and junior brothers who had grown up with him since childhood; and even his wife. If a few rounds of bombardment were to come, they would all be finished.

But there was nothing they could do.

These are not times for personal feelings. Perhaps the kind of thing that Li Yunlong avoided—bombarding his own wife—is about to happen to him.

Lu Huizhong was right beside her, showing no displeasure whatsoever. It must be said, the women of this era, those are real women. Apart from a few oddballs like Tian Xiaodie, most of them are completely different from the awakened fairies of the 2020s.

"We're just preparing for the worst. We're all prepared to sacrifice, but the situation might not necessarily be that bad." Lu Huizhong, the person entrusted with this task and the one who famously said, "If there's danger, blow it up first," spoke out:
"Old He has taken me to explore half of the world, not to mention the land, we've even been to the seabed. He also possesses innate Qi, so even if Zhang Boduan's nose is more sensitive than a dog's, he might not be able to follow the scent here."

At this point, she bowed slightly to Si Chong: "But Uncle-Master, if he is truly convinced that Old He will hide the person in his own sect without any reverse thinking, then please do not hesitate to act."

"Alright." Si Chong hadn't had much contact with Lu Huizhong. He knew He Songling had married a female assassin, but this was the first time he'd witnessed her ruthlessness. If she was this ruthless to herself, what would she be like to others?

“Then you can stay in the house that Xiao He built before. Among us, you and my senior brother are the strongest in terms of supernatural abilities. We don’t have many female disciples, so we won’t need to protect you personally. I’ll arrange the cannons and landmines later, so that we can blow up this mountain at any time if there’s a situation.”

Regardless of whether Lu Huizhong was an assassin or not, since she was a woman and a junior, he, as one of the only two senior members of the Sanyi Sect, could not be ambiguous and immediately made a decision.

For a moment, everyone's face showed a look of sorrow.

"Don't be so nervous!"

He Songling laughed instead: "This is just preparing for the worst. I don't think that old fellow has any ill intentions, and even if he did, he wouldn't dare. He's just an old man from the Northern Song Dynasty. Even if he became an immortal in the Northern Song Dynasty, he couldn't act arrogantly. He still had to be transferred by high-ranking officials, let alone now. This old man has taken a few shots from me, he should know what's good for him." "Indeed, the previous seniors were still very upright, but it's still better to be cautious." Si Chong nodded first, then patted He Songling's shoulder, "Your contingency plan is correct. When Lao Zuo was the sect leader, he didn't have this awareness."

Influenced by his rebellious disciple He Songling, Si Chong now calls his senior brother Lao Zuo.

As the saying goes, "A new emperor brings a new court," and the head of the front gate was even lower in status than a dog.

Of course, this was a joke. Zuo Ruotong has been with the Sanyi Sect for over eighty years. His prestige and popularity are not something that can be forgotten in a day or two, not to mention that the vast majority of the current disciples of the Sanyi Sect were taken in by him. However, despite the respect, someone still dares to joke about him.

He Songling believed this was a good thing, bringing new vitality to the Sanyimen.

He Songling was about to face Zhang Boduan.

He wasn't initially very interested in this matter, but once he learned that it was due to the unspoken rules that certain "innate paths" were incompatible with each other, nothing could stop an immortal from doing what he wanted.

Although He Songling was not a true immortal, his innate divine soul was considered to be among the world's best, far surpassing not only the mountain god of Toutian Cave, but even the Southern School alchemist Zhang Boduan. Once he had a thought, nothing could stop him.

As long as his wife isn't in any particular danger, He Songling is quite willing to explore new locations and seek out unknown adventures. As he said before, he has already fully mastered the supernatural system of this world, so finding each new "side quest" makes him feel even more interested.

The remaining traces of Daoist essence in Zhang Boduan, combined into a memory fragment that wasn't even a remnant soul, revealed the problem of the union between his spirit and body at a glance. This fully demonstrates that there are still differences in rank among immortals. The wild beast mountain god of the Heavenly Cave, who achieved immortality through unorthodox means, was merely wishful thinking—at least the Southern School's Alchemy Ancestor was at a higher level.

Besides himself, there was another reason: the ten people in the Nine-Bend Cave. It's true that these ten chose to become sworn brothers and enter the cave themselves. However, the selection process was carried out by He Songling, and it was also He Songling who allowed them to enter.

He Songling then took on a share of the consequences.

Now that Zhang Boduan, the owner of the book left in the Nine-Bend Cave, has appeared, they may not be considered safe.

Without endangering himself and his wife, He Songling, as a respectable person, still felt it necessary to care about their safety and control any potential security risks.

He Songling was confident in his abilities. Although the mountain god of the through-hole was unorthodox and had overestimated or underestimated the other gods, he was right about one thing: even gods need shelter and are afraid of artillery fire. And he himself had plenty of firearms.

Not to mention that Zhang Boduan's remnant soul even handed over the switch that controlled his life and death to his own hands.

(End of this chapter)