I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Mo Mo said, as she flipped out a drop of Soul Blood and gently presented it to Bai Yu, “Please take it back, elder.”

Old man wishes to take it back too, the folly of wishful thinking… Bai Yu’s lips quivered twice, his gaze not daring to wander behind the Higher Void, he said helplessly:

“Elder Mo Mo should take it back on her behalf, this Soul Blood, you might as well crush it.”

“After I die, please also make sure to put my demi-saint position to good use, for my sanctification.”

“As long as you can attain sanctification, I, Bai Yu, will die without regrets, considering it atonement for my previous offense.”

“Cough!” The grey mist figure cleared his throat from behind.

Bai Yu dropped to one knee with fervor, exclaiming, “Ah! Just the thought of one of the Five Extreme Physiques, the Seal Body, dazzling with my semi-saint position one day, old man… old man…”

“Cough!”

“Old man, shall die content!”

Mo Mo took a deep breath, turned around and glared at Feng Yujin, “I will not use your semi-saint position.”

“Then please allow this old man to commit suicide to atone for my sins,” Bai Yu said earnestly.

“The same goes for this…” Mo Mo shook her head, “If you commit suicide, I will too.”

“Cough, cough!”

“Please don’t talk like that anymore.” Bai Yu, on the verge of tears, didn’t want to suffer that inhuman confinement and torment in the coffin anymore.

He flashed his semi-saint position, as if trying to snap his own neck, attempting to tear it from his body.

“If you do that, I, too, will commit suicide.”

At these words, Bai Yu collapsed in despair.

What exactly should I do; you father and daughter, just kill me and stop toying with a semi-saint’s feelings, all right?

Saints, must not be insulted!

“Cough.” Behind him, the grey mist figure cleared his throat again.

Bai Yu’s body trembled, he retreated back into the coffin and closed his eyes, his heart ashen, saying:

“Elder Mo Mo, please put the lid on the coffin, Bai does not like sunlight; I can only stay under it for a quarter of an hour each day.”

Even with Mo Mo’s compassionate nature, hearing this, she couldn’t help but clench her teeth in fury and turned to glower at the grey mist figure:

“What are you constantly coughing for?”

Feng Yujin tilted his chin up, full of disdain, saying:

“The Holy Emperor, has an itchy throat!”

If your throat itches, scratch it off… Mo Mo muttered venomously under her breath, then turned back to the “willingly confined” Bai Yu in the coffin:

“Elder Bai Yu…”

“Cough, cough, cough.”

The grey mist figure in the back started coughing again, bowing his head and pacing back and forth, murmuring bizarrely, “The weather has been awfully dry lately, just hearing the word ‘elder’ makes me want to cough, wonder why~”

Mo Mo clenched her fist tightly, then had to let it go, serenely saying: “Bai Yu, I will accept your Soul Blood and from now on, you will be my… servant. How about that?”

Bai Yu was ecstatic, oh daughter, have you finally come to your senses? If only you’d done this earlier, your father wouldn’t have tormented me for so long!

He was about to kneel to accept.

“Bang!”

The grey mist figure walked up to a grey boulder and stepped down; the stone shattered.

He laughed heartily, pointing at the broken stone:

“What a soft rock, born with a hard Life Providence, but too bad it spent its whole life unable to speak a word, just to be bullied by others, truly a waste!”

Bai Yu startled, sweat forming on his forehead, his thoughts racing at the speed of light.

What does this mean?

After taking a deep breath, Mo Mo stored the Soul Blood into her energy reserve, stating coldly:

“Bai Yu, do you obey the orders from me, or not?”

Bai Yu, overwhelmed with emotion, bowed deeply:

“Subordinate obeys!”

“Are you satisfied now?” Mo Mo strode past the grey mist figure, not looking back as she dropped the question.

“What do you mean by satisfied?” Feng Yujin immediately exploded:

“You neither kill him nor take his Soul Blood. He deserves death for insulting the Holy Emperor, and now you’ve given him a chance. This is a matter of mutual consent, what does it have to do with me?”

“You want to take him as a servant, and he’s willing to act like a dog; I haven’t said a word in between. Could it possibly be a trap I set up? Could I control him behind your back?”

“Hahaha Mo Mo, you are really funny, wanting neither this nor that, you’ll come to mourn when the Holy Emperor dies, won’t you?”

“The Holy Emperor gives you the opportunity of a demi-saint position, yet I have to go to great lengths, right? I’m the bad guy because you’re the kind one, right? If not for the Holy Emperor supporting you along the way, you would have died not just once but ten thousand times! A hundred million times!”

Mo Mo’s figure receded into the distance, without saying a word.

Feng Yujin became more furious the more he thought about it, turning around to see Bai Yu still trembling near the coffin, his head nearly bursting:

“You as a servant, your owner has walked far away, and you’re still lingering here for what?”

“If she gets into trouble, I’ll turn you into a zombie, believe it or not!”

Believe, believe, believe, I believe too well… Bai Yu hurriedly looked away, leapt into the air, crossing mid-air, intending to catch up with Mo Mo.

Feng Yujin cast a glance toward the direction where Mo Mo had disappeared, bursting into laughter:

“Hahaha, a mere demi-saint dares to ignore the Holy Emperor, not even replying with half a word, you’ve chosen a path leading to death!”

With that, he formed a grey mist giant hand, radiating a murderous intent, and grabbed toward the back of Bai Yu’s neck.

It’s done…

Bai Yu was truly tired, he gave up all resistance.

“Feng! Yu! Jin!”

Just then, a rebuking voice came from the distant valley.

Feng Yujin’s grey mist hand brushed past Bai Yu’s ear and with a cold snicker, he stepped over the stiffened ant, whispering a telepathic message:

“I’ll spare your dog life for now, take good care of that thing, nurture his life spirit, and then find another demi-saint position to replace yours.”

“Also, if you dare to harbor ill intentions, the Holy Emperor will ensure your reincarnation is impossible, your kin all perish, and you will only be allowed eternal suffering without any chance of redemption, this is the Emperor’s decree, sealed as a curse, understand?”

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