I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Yue Gongli could only bitterly smile, “I said, making a deal with a tiger for its skin is less preferable to making friends with you all. Do I look like such a foolish person?”

“Subjected to sarcasm, Passive Points, +1.”

Xu Xiaoshou was taken aback, then infuriated, “You dare to subtly call me stupid?”

Bang!

With a horizontal strike of the spear, the Yin Coffin was sent flying on the spot.

Yue Gongli staggered from the shock, still not having regained his senses when he saw Xu Xiaoshou seemingly unable to withstand the force.

With a “sizzle”, the Dragon Painting Spear easily severed an arm like cutting through mud.

Dead silence fell over the entire Arena.

Even Hallmaster Dao was stunned, seemingly not expecting Xu Xiaoshou to actually strike.

Moments later, a heart-wrenching scream resounded as Yue Gongli clutched his arm, blood spurting wildly, his face twisted in agony, “Xu Xiaoshou, I will kill you, I must kill you!”

“My big sister wouldn’t even dare to hit me like that, and you sever my arm?”

“From now on, you’d better not let me catch you, if you fall into my hands…”

“Oh?” Xu Xiaoshou flipped his spear blade, its edge gleaming threateningly.

“I will definitely forgive you!”

“Forgiven, Passive Points, +1.”

Yue Gongli picked up his severed arm, attempting to reattach it to stop the bleeding, “Xu Xiaoshou, I know you didn’t mean it, I hold no grudges, I have already forgiven you, just don’t kill…”

“I did it on purpose.”

“Hic?”

Yue Gongli burped, speech caught in his throat, and after a long pause, wouldn’t dare to speak, “Forgiven, also forgiven!”

This scoundrel, even now he wouldn’t erupt…

If Xu Xiaoshou really thought Yue Gongli was merely like this, truly having no other forces to turn the tide.

If not for him seeing some traces of the almost unleashed power of Yue Gongli in the Yin Coffin earlier.

“Good tolerance!”

Everyone around was simultaneously struck with amazement.

Tolerance, easy to speak of, hard to do, especially for a demi-saint who, under everyone’s watch, had his arm casually severed.

Yue Gongli truly acted as if nothing had happened.

One must know, life should not be dishonored!

“What do you think?”

Xu Xiaoshou looked troubledly towards Elder Sang.

On one hand, he really wanted to kill Yue Gongli to avoid future troubles, on the other, he felt there was some reason in Yue Gongli’s words.

It might be better to make a temporary ally rather than an enemy.

This, just like allying with Hallmaster Dao, because if the Cursed Yin Evil God dared to come once, there would be a second and a third time, more people meant more power.

But after having already severed an arm of Yue Gongli…

Unfinished cuts will regrow with the spring winds!

While others like Water Ghost and Cen Qiaofu were still hesitating, Elder Sang had already pulled down his straw hat over his face, brushed his hand and pronounced:

“Kill!”

Yue Gongli’s pupils trembled.

Oh, you Fen Qin Zhu He, oh you Sleeveless Saint Servant, are you truly so heartless?

“And yet…”

He was about to beg for mercy.

Sizzle! The Dragon Painting Spear thrust straight into his chest, so quickly that everyone thought they were seeing things.

Cen Qiofu’s scalp went numb.

Water Ghost’s heart skipped a beat.

The people around all solemnly stepped back, making room for the battlefield.

Blood gushed from the severed arm, and blood sprayed from his chest, Yue Gongli’s mouth opened, also spewing out blood.

“You…”

He stared blankly, lowering his head to see only the dragon-twined shaft of the Dragon Painting Spear.

Even Elder Sang was shocked by Xu Xiaoshou’s decisiveness, “You really killed?”

“You told me to kill,” Xu Xiaoshou looked sideways.

“It was just a suggestion!”

“But a good one.”

The crowd was rendered speechless.

At this moment, those who survived under the wails of the evil god were no ordinary individuals, their looks towards Lord Shou filled only with fear.

“Subjected to Fear, Passive Points, +185.”

“Spare me… one chance…”

“Xu Xiaoshou… I won’t… seek revenge… spare me…”

Sizzle!

Xu Xiaoshou pulled back the Dragon Painting Spear, then thrust it in again.

The spear blade spun, this time not only shattering Yue Gongli’s breastbone but also mangling his whole abdomen into a mess.

“Pfft!”

Yue Gongli’s eyes bulged, almost bursting with blood.

“Holy Emperor… Wanzhe…”

“You don’t want… to know… where he is…”

“Sorry, not needed,” Xu Xiaoshou didn’t even look up, “If not in the First Heaven, and not in the Eighteen Heaven, then it must be the highest, the Thirty Three Heavens, and I will kill my way up…”

Still no explosion?

You are about to die, and still no eruption?

Xu Xiaoshou had always been cautious of Yue Gongli launching a counterattack with his spiritual will after abandoning his physique, powerfully suppressing him.

Nothing.

“Cursed Yin… evil god… still not dead…”

Yue Gongli’s breath was weak, blurting nonsense.

His eyes, devoid of all light, finally landed on the still silent Hallmaster Dao in the back, void of any emotion.

Eruption?

You can erupt!

But only Yue Gongli knew himself, if only the likes of Sangshui Cenbai and Xu Xiaoshou were present.

He could try and had a fifty percent chance to break through the encirclement, escaping from the clutches of the Ultimate Giant.

But Hallmaster Dao was silent all along…

No one knew Hallmaster Dao better than Yue Gongli, if this man really had settled on an alliance with Xu Xiaoshou and was inclined to strike at him.

Yue Gongli admitted, his chances of escaping the encirclement were zero.

Begging might allow him to live.

Resistance would definitely lead to death.

“Spare me…”

Yue Gongli’s eyelids were heavy, already seeing illusions.

He tremblingly stretched out a finger, appearing to touch something:

“I can’t… die…”

“My sister… would be… angry…”

Kill thoroughly if you kill, send the Buddha all the way to the west.

Xu Xiaoshou initially didn’t really want to kill Yue Gongli, but since things had reached this point, the offense had gone this far!

“Sizzle!”

He whipped out the Dragon Painting Spear, summoned the Fourth Sword, while the Will Dao Disc under his feet spun, subsequently summoning the Gates of Hell.

With one sword, Body, Spirit, and Will combined, he would kill Yue Gongli completely.

“Goodbye.”

As the vicious sword emerged, even a Spiritual Cultivator thousands of miles away felt Lord Shou’s absolute killing intent.

And as that black sword was about to pierce through the brow, it was suddenly caught by a pale white hand.

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