I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3246 - 1642: Feigning Death, Jin Ren Desires to Create Soldiers, Lord Shou Seeks the White Spirits Beyond the Bounds_3

Chapter 3246: Chapter 1642: Feigning Death, Jin Ren Desires to Create Soldiers, Lord Shou Seeks the White Spirits Beyond the Bounds_3

Official business?

What official business is there?

The expression on Dao Qiongcang’s face was just right, making one feel he was pondering these questions. Not long after, he generously waved his hand:

“Lord Shou, are you talking about the ‘Dragon’ character?”

“It doesn’t matter; you can study the Origin True Stele first.”

“I will come back to the Divine Relics, and if we part ways and still need help from each other, we can just meet here.”

As he said this, his tone took on a bit of banter:

“Lord Shou doesn’t plan on claiming the Divine Relics as your own the moment I leave, right? This is ‘our’ shared property.”

Xu Xiaoshou stared at this dirty thing for a long time, concluding that it was thoroughly despicable, and could only shake his head and sigh.

He produced a Ruins jade talisman, with the same functionality as the Apricot Realm jade talisman, and handed it to Dao Qiongcang:

“You’re always welcome to come home.”

“It’s what I’m entitled to.” Dao Qiongcang took the jade talisman satisfactorily, put it away, and then… there was no follow-up; he just stared into the void, signaling to open the door.

Are you the kind who only takes and never gives, not even bothering to leave anything behind?

Xu Xiaoshou was infuriated, forcing himself to calmly say, “Elder Dao the Flamboyant, you really have thicker skin than I thought!”

“Why do you say that?”

With a sneer, Xu Xiaoshou coldly laughed: “I don’t want it, so you’re really not planning on giving me anything?”

Hmm?

Cao Erzhu had been carefully analyzing the deeper meaning of their conversation, trying to learn from it. At this point, he startled and looked up.

Something’s not right!

It’s me; I’m not right!

I must’ve thought mistakenly, learned the wrong thing…

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But then, Dao Qiongcang’s face suddenly broke into a somewhat suggestive smile: “If you don’t say it, how would I know what you want?”

Brother Shou was even more resolute: “If I say I want it, you’ll give it?”

Dao Qiongcang went mad: “Of course!”

Hiss!

Cao Erzhu clasped his head with both hands, feeling out of place, as a twenty-six-year-old baby wasn’t supposed to hear these things.

Brother Shou’s expression turned extremely cold, filled with murderous intent as he said: “My Master! Return him! Do I need to make it even clearer?”

Hiss!

He even had to add ‘master’…

Oh, Brother Shou was actually asking him for a person… Cao Erzhu shrunk his neck slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable in his body, and stiffly lowered his hand.

Then he raised his hand to adjust his garment, lowered it again, and then raised it to scratch his head, indicating that his previous action of raising his hand to his head was to scratch an itch.

“Oh~”

“You mean that~”

Dao Qiongcang slapped his forehead, as if he had just remembered something, took out the Array Wheel and said: “Almost forgot, sorry… By the way, do you only want your Master?”

His movements stopped at the Array Wheel, without immediately extracting Sleeveless’s remnant soul.

You really think your Super Taoization Memory Path can guide my overly powerful Intent Dao Disc?

Xu Xiaoshou was tired of the back-and-forth with this guy: “Elder Sang, Upanishad Water Ghost, Cen Qiaofu, Bai Zhou, I want them all back, all of them returned!”

Yue Gongli’s pupils widened abruptly, looking at Dao Qiongcang with slight disbelief. However, he quickly controlled his facial muscles, his expression showed only a brief change before returning to calm, and at the same time, he lowered his head.

“Stop pretending.”

“Do you really think I don’t know you have something to resist guidance?”

Dao Qiongcang turned his head and, after finishing speaking, gave Yue Gongli a contemptuous look, “Your acting skills are very poor.”

Yue Gongli: “…”

He kept his head down, not saying a word.

Just a clench of his jaw, loosened after a moment, his fist clenching slightly but not fully, his entire body subsequently relaxed entirely.

Dao Qiongcang clapped his hands: “That’s good, it’s got a bit of a ‘you just wait and see’ vibe now.”

Yue Gongli: “…”

He opened his mouth but failed to say a word.

In the time it took for this little comedic interlude, Xu Xiaoshou almost forgot about Elder Sang and the others; he once again braced himself.

But the Super Taoization Intent Dao Disc was way too strong!

Its passive enhancement effect was top-notch!

Cursed Yin City couldn’t guide me, so how could Dao Qiongcang?

If he doesn’t want to attract my notice, he can only ‘indirectly guide’ without intent.

But as soon as the intent is not focused, the guiding power is not strong enough—a vicious cycle!

And I’ve developed the subconscious reaction of ‘if something feels off, then I’m being guided,’ able to actively check the Information Bar or trace back the source of the guidance directly.

Therefore, Dao Qiongcang can only affect me for an instant; he cannot influence more than a single breath of time.

And this is an achievement he has made only after advancing his Super Taoization Memory Path!

One breath is actually quite terrifying.

A master can do too much in between.

But to deal with the only ‘Unpredictable’ among the Ten High Nobles, a fully matured ‘Unpredictable,’ being able to quickly think of ‘being guided’ and reducing the ‘influenced time’ to half a breath…

Xu Xiaoshou tried his hardest.

For that remaining half a breath, his approach was quite physical—during important conversations, he would slow down every sentence, allowing himself to think a bit more carefully.

Unexpectedly, the simplest method turned out to be quite effective.

When he thought of Jin Ren’s self-sacrifice, Xu Xiaoshou had thought of Elder Sang and the others, and he started to wait for Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang to hand them over voluntarily.

Unexpectedly, Dao Qiongcang’s skin was even thicker than anticipated.

He seriously pushed through with such a superficial reason as “I forgot,” betting on “nobody dares to tear their face off with me, Dao someone.”

What can be done in this situation?

Only disgust can defeat disgust.

Only by being dirtier than Elder Dao the Flamboyant can one possibly defeat Elder Dao the Flamboyant!

…

“Elder Sang.”

Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang then extracted a huge pile of shattered soul fragments: “Severely injured, nearly gone.”

“Water Ghost.”

Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang then extracted Yu Mo’s: “The same.”

“Cen Qiaofu.”

Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang extracted the few dim and lusterless pieces and pondered for a moment: “This one might have damaged the foundation; you might not be able to resurrect him successfully. Even if successful, there’s a seventy percent chance… he’ll be a fool.”

After saying so, he quickly added: “Absolutely not my doing, I can swear on that if you need me to.”

Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes heavily.

He severed the first encounter with Tiansang Spirit Palace and the “hedgehog”;

He severed the “silhouette” who fought with his back against the river in the Eighth Palace, carrying the Blood Tree’s Yin Branch;

He severed the transmission and heart-to-heart talk with the fellow who covertly protected him after the Spirit Gem Trade Fair in Dongtianwang City and came to the building;

He severed the fiery blood and might of the old fellow who charged through the battlefront in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, with his axe light and thunderous power all the way;

He severed the expression of a clear-headed person, who turned into a fool that could only space out and mutter “Ah yes, right” after joining Elder Sang and Water Ghost at the Divine Relics…

“This kind of fool?”

Xu Xiaoshou startled himself and promptly severed the carousel of memories.

He also severed the thought of why this old man, clearly so old and not that strong, would still dare to take on the risks of starting fights.

“Saint Servant, Cen Qiaofu…”

He severed everything and took the soul fragments without a word.

He was well aware that compared to Upanishad Elder Sang and Upanishad Water Ghost, the Old Woodcutter’s foundation was somewhat thinner.

Though the realization quality of “half a life in the mountains, one night of Cutting Path” is high, what about compared to the Ten High Nobles?

The Divine battling Curse Yin could only resort to the Four Scarifice method, managing only to explode its physique.

Cen Qiaofu, a newly minted demi-saint, talent being talent, hadn’t even fully actualized his potential yet. He’s leagues away from the Ten High Nobles; it’s already fortunate, no, a miracle that he didn’t die!

Cursed Yin was in a sorry state not because he was weak, but because he was repetitively trapped and made mistakes, similar to Yan Wuse who was worn down to zero on Abyss Island from his peak.

Essentially…

He is an Ancestral God; he’s not so easy to deal with.

…

“Feng Yujin.”

Upon this name being called, Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang hesitated for a moment.

But upon seeing Xu Xiaoshou’s unhappy expression, he still chose to hand over Feng Yujin.

Xu Xiaoshou hadn’t expected to remember even him.

This was the one Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang had been most deliberately trying to erase from memory.

From this, it is clear that Xu Xiaoshou’s Great Path of Will must be more than eight parts out of ten complete, comparable to Hallmaster Dao’s own Memory Great Path.

So young, and he has undergone Super Taoization too?

Or perhaps…

Recalling the ease with which he feigned death, Dao Qiongcang boldly surmised, might it be possible that Xu Xiaoshou has Super Taoized his Body, Spirit, and Will?

—He never judges a person’s understanding of the Great Path by the brightness of the Great Path Diagram because the Celestial Scrolls are essentially fabrications.

“Eyes can deceive, calculations do not!”

On this point, Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang, who insists on a name for each soul body exchange, expressed unwavering belief.

The soul fragment of Holy Emperor Fengtian looked even dimmer than Cen Qiaofu’s.

There was no helping it, he was the biggest contributor to maintaining the energy supply of Ran Ming Divine Court at that time.

Without this Holy Emperor leading in front, even all the demi-saints put together might not have lasted fifteen minutes.

“He…” Xu Xiaoshou found it a bit difficult to speak at the sight of such a pale color.

“His foundation is a Holy Emperor; he won’t fall so easily.” Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang spoke with a smile this time, “Are you kidding? Holy Emperors usually don’t end up so miserably as to be possessed by an Ancestral God.”

Xu Xiaoshou took the soul fragments, wondering whether to take this opportunity to separate Mo Mo and Feng Yujin.

“Bai Zhou.”

He finally pronounced another name.

Xu Xiaoshou extended his hand, but the soul fragments did not come.

Looking up, Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang was gazing at him with a smile not quite like a smile, his tone gentle but his stance firm:

“Lord Shou, you’ve overstepped the bounds.”