I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

He then held his neck up, his expression so painfully contorted it was as if a ghost were throttling him and yanking him back, and he began to “run backwards”…

“Why has Bazhun’an arrived?”

Yue Gongli, too, was filled with immense fear, his eyeballs nearly popping out of his head.

What he saw was not just Bazhun’an. This person, unseen for decades, had strangely become so sickly—and he was grinning!

You’re Bazhun’an, for goodness’ sake, you have an image to maintain, what are you smirking for?

It’s bad enough you’re smiling, but you’re grinning all the way to your scalp. Are you trying to scare my big sister to death too?

“Brother-in-law~~”

Without a second thought, Yue Gongli leaped down from the Cursed Yin God Palm and rushed forward, emitting a whiny, coquettish sound that a cat might make when seeking attention, seeking an embrace.

He had only charged halfway when he saw Bazhun’an grab his chin, tilt it upward, and flip his head back on his own.

Yue Gongli let out a sound like a hen’s cluck, and his tiny heart stopped beating in that instant.

So did the hearts of the surrounding crowd.

Everyone hurriedly rubbed their eyes and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Bazhun’an hadn’t flipped off his head but merely tore off the “smiley face mask” that belonged to Bazhun’an, revealing the face underneath…

Yue Gongli squinted his eyes.

Yue Gongli’s eyes widened in shock.

Yue Gongli’s eyeballs left their sockets!

“Dao Qiongcang???”

He screamed.

After endlessly searching with no success, finding Dao seemed effortless.

I haven’t even called you, yet you’ve already anticipated it, and you’re so astute that you’ve voluntarily come to me? Yue Gongli was ecstatic!

—Yes, this face, if not Elder Dao the Flamboyant, who else could it be?

Surrounding them now were no fewer than hundreds of people.

Many of them belonged to Saint Servants, the Holy Divine Palace, perhaps more than half, seven or eight out of ten being present, and they recognized the newcomer at first glance:

“Hallmaster Dao?”

The others, though less knowledgeable, hurriedly took out Spirit Crystal cards issued by Plenty Gold Company and, after comparing the simplified portrait on the card, also clutched their heads in realization:

“It really is him!”

“What’s going on, why has Hallmaster Dao entered the ruins too?”

“How can such a big event have only come to my knowledge now… oh, it’s normal for me not to know~”

“Has Hallmaster Dao been hiding instead of taking the God Fated Star?”

“Maybe he’s already gathered the eighteen God Fated Stars, with some method to avoid being targeted by God Executioner’s Ruins.”

“No, maybe he’s already obtained the Ancestral God Position and, incidentally, taken all the inheritance of the God Executioner, making him willing to come out into the open.”

“It must be so… no, more than that! He shows himself with full confidence, guaranteed twelve out of ten; not only will Hallmaster Dao of Divine Relics be today’s biggest winner, but Saint Servants’ second, third, fourth… fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth boys, in short, even if several more come, they will all be captured and brought to justice!”

“But Dao Qiongcang is no longer Hallmaster Dao; it’s Hallmaster Xuanji now…”

“How dare you utter my Hallmaster Dao’s revered name so casually!”

“Quiet, our Holy Divine Palace doesn’t have a little sister—no, Hallmaster—named Dao Xuanji!”

“…”

Upon the Godhood-Sealing Coffin, Xu Xiaoshou listened to the discussions of the Sovereigns and Cutting Path (Stage), his scalp tingling.

Never had there been a public opinion like this!

Even when Dao Qiongcang made such an extremely flamboyant appearance, were people just shocked and then over it?

All the talks were about his plans, his thoughts, his… Unpredictable ways!

Even his own sister, who might have been stabbed in the back or used to backstab him, was forced into bad reviews.

Dao Qiongcang, simply by standing there, seemed to have designed numerous traps.

If he took two puffs of the northwestern wind, everyone would rack their brains to deduce its profound meaning.

If he squatted and farted, would everyone think it was fragrant, that inhaling it would break their shackles and allow them to ascend from the higher void to sanctification?

Xu Xiaoshou almost found the whole thing absurd; how on earth had this flamboyant character quietly brainwashed the Spiritual Cultivators of the entire continent?

…

Mo Mo… no, Feng Yujin was back and stood trembling with rage not far away, staring dead at the Fake Eight Real Dao, filled with nothing but resentment.

Yue Gongli was truly scared and about to lash out when he heard Zhou Cou making comments. Remembering that he needed Hallmaster Dao’s favor and that he was still from the higher void, he decided it was best to keep a soft approach to avoid any future troubles.

“I could cozy up to Bazhun’an.”

“Hallmaster Dao is my good brother after all!”

With these thoughts, Yue Gongli restarted his steps, flatteringly rushed to Hallmaster Dao’s side, and was about to grab his hand:

“Elder Dao the Flamboyant, don’t you have your own design, why use that voice and words of that eight-fingered wastrel? It almost scared the daylights out of me…”

Hallmaster Dao took a half step back, smiling faintly as he said:

“Too lazy to think.”

When Yue Gongli reached out and grabbed at thin air, he looked at Hallmaster Dao, now a few steps away, with an unfamiliar smile on his face. He was slightly stunned, then relieved, and laughed, “Ha, hahaha.”

This is my brother!

Do you get it?

Not just the same pair of underwear, we’re like the best of brothers who’ve grown up wearing the same pants, inside out!

He stepped back half a step, was that a refusal to be intimate?

No, it was a deep meaning, you see, that’s how he is: sly!

The most basic understanding is that he doesn’t want to tarnish his flamboyant yet straightforward reputation in front of a large audience.

He’s my brother, could he ever harm me?

After getting the cold shoulder once, Yue Gongli chose to try again:

“Brother Qiongcang, honestly, just now four demi-saints and two with upanishads visited Xu Xiaoshou, it really terrified me.”

“Luckily, you arrived just in time to help me out of a burning crisis. You don’t know, this Hua Yuan guy, it’s been so long since he met a girl that he got sealed by one upon meeting…”

He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Hallmaster Dao’s shoulder again.

This move could declare to the world the close relationship between Hallmaster Dao and himself without causing any misunderstandings, clearly proving the strength of their brotherhood.

But when Yue Gongli took two steps forward to reach out, he grabbed nothing.

Because Hallmaster Dao retreated three steps.

“Kha!”

Under everyone’s gaze, Yue Gongli let out a choked crow-like hiccup, adding a touch of awkwardness to his handsome face.

He chuckled, pouted his backside, leaned forward, and tried to flick some imaginary dust off Hallmaster Dao’s sleeve with the back of his hand:

“So dirty, haha.”

Flicking at loneliness, Hallmaster Dao retreated another half step.

At that point, Yue Gongli’s hand finally froze mid-air, and his body became completely stiff, unable to relax.

“Why would you…”

He didn’t finish his question when from the distance came a light shout from the Godhood-Sealing Coffin:

“Hallmaster Dao!”

Everyone turned their gaze toward Lord Shou.

They saw the black-clad young man snort coldly while staring at Hallmaster Dao, after which he shook his head and said:

“My Dao, are you rebelling? Why are you so far from me and so close to that Moon Fox?”

Yue Gongli, still sideways, laughed after hearing this:

“My… Dao?”

He covered his mouth and chuckled, pointing at Xu Xiaoshou and laughed heartily: “What did you call him?”

Then he turned his head towards Hallmaster Dao: “Hahaha, Elder Dao, what did he call you, did you hear?”

“I heard.”

Hallmaster Dao nodded as he passed by, casually breaking the finger that was pointing at him, his calm voice gently spreading in the stillness:

“My Xu, don’t rush.”

“Food must be eaten one bite at a time, paths must be walked step by step, and I, will eventually come to your side, to offer you… advice.”

The entire place fell silent!

Only Xu Xiaoshou’s face showed a comfortable expression.

Yue Gongli, covering his bleeding finger, lifting his left knee, hunched over, and bouncing back and forth like an injured little fox.

Shaking continuously, with the echoing phrases “my Dao,” “my Xu,” “my Dao oh my Xu,” playing a devilish tune in his mind, they became swords that killed and revived him over and over.

His world finally shattered, his eyes finally burst, and with his hands clutching his head, he kept gasping for air until he screamed wildly at that flamboyant retreating figure:

“Dao Nitian, you traitor, what are you trying to do!”

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