I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3877: Chapter 1863: One Last Meeting (Part 2)

Suddenly, her expression froze, eyes gleaming with hostility, staring intently at Dao Qiongcang.

"Why, why are you looking at me?" Dao Qiongcang jumped back in fear, pinching his lips together, "Oh, so it’s like this..."

Pretending!

Still pretending!

Almost tricked by him!

Yue Gongnu never expected, after decades, that Dao Qiongcang could be so disgusting—insidious and cunning aside, he even played cute and acted innocent like a master.

"Did anyone visit the sword tower before your Supreme Master passed away?" She looked at Li Fuyu.

Li Fuyu was slightly stunned, instinctively shook her head, but quickly stopped herself: "Seems... there was!"

"Tsk." Dao Qiongcang made noise again from behind, sounding a bit gloating, "Don’t ask, keep asking, big sister Yue, you should be sad~"

"Who?"

Yue Gongnu ignored the noise.

Li Fuyu remained silent, tilting her head in thought.

Before long, an extremely blurred phantom appeared in her mind.

At that time she was young, she only knew one day, a tall big brother in white clothes knocked on the sword tower’s door, breaking the eternal solitude of the sword tower.

He didn’t enter the tower but set up a tea table with the Supreme Master at the door, drank a lot of tea or perhaps wine, spoke many words she couldn’t understand back then.

Who was it?

Her memory was very blurry.

Li Fuyu, however, layer by layer, like pulling silk from a cocoon, peeled away the blurred appearance of that tall man in white.

Finally, she touched the truth, linking it with another figure in her impressions, her pupils trembled, looking into the distance at Dao Qiongcang, then back to Yue Gongnu in front of her, disbelief written all over her face.

"Who?!"

Yue Gongnu’s voice trembled slightly.

Li Fuyu took a long time to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

But that name was like ten thousand pounds, she mustered all her strength to barely say it:

"Ba... Zhun...’an..."

Dong—

In the Southern Underworld near the sea, the abrupt explosion of gong and drum sound under the quiet night startled the three women.

All three turned their heads in unison, only to see Dao Qiongcang shrinking at the back, somehow holding a gong and drum, it was him making the noise!

"Ah~ Oh~"

Dao Qiongcang put down the gong and drum, spread his hands, shrugged, with a smile he couldn’t suppress on his face: "Things have gone bad~"

How could it be Bazhun’an?!

Yue Gongnu didn’t believe it at all, she stepped forward grabbing Li Fuyu’s shoulders, her red lips just parted.

From behind, Dao Qiongcang suddenly roared, like a wild beast gone mad, waving his limbs:

"Li Fuyu, you’re talking nonsense!"

"How could it be Bazhun’an, how could it be my little brat?"

"He couldn’t have gone to the sword tower, he couldn’t have been used by Dao Qiongcang, and he certainly couldn’t have received the Demon Ancestor’s Spirit’s guidance—you must think again, there must be someone else! There must be!"

As Dao Qiongcang spoke, he suddenly hugged his head, twisting his body, shaking, then turned around.

His tone became extremely aggrieved, self-questioning and answering: "But big sister Yue, there’s no one else, only... Ba~zhun~’an~"

Swish!

Waves rolled in from afar.

Yu Zhiwen listened to the eerie voice by her ear, inexplicably feeling cold on her back, beads of sweat on her palms.

Dao Qiongcang...

It was her first time feeling that the word "disgusting" couldn’t describe this Master’s Brother, how did he become like this?

No!

He hasn’t changed, he’s always been like this.

It’s just before while she was in the Path Division, under his command, internally and externally, he presented with solemnity and humility, because he was Hallmaster Dao, he needed to maintain that.

Now Hallmaster Dao removed the disguise of the sheep’s cloak, returned to his wolf nature, this is his true self, he’s been like this!

"Heh..."

Yue Gongnu’s brows quivered repeatedly, finally unable to restrain the anger in her heart, she swung her sword at Dao Qiongcang.

Swish!

Dao Qiongcang sidestepped it.

Yue Gongnu wielded the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, swung it horizontally.

Whoosh!

Dao Qiongcang ducked.

Yue Gongnu gripped the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword with both hands, raising it upwards forcibly, but before she could slash down, Dao Qiongcang was already retreating...

"Stand still!"

She shouted loudly.

Dao Qiongcang suddenly jolted, shoulders hunched, forced to ’stand’ in place.

With a bang, Yue Gongnu dropped the sword fiercely, slicing into Dao Qiongcang’s right shoulder, cutting through his shoulder blade, severing his ribs, and entering his abdomen.

"Ugh..."

Dao Qiongcang spat blood, the wound on him almost splitting him in two, blood gushed out profusely.

Yu, and Li, the two women were both terrified.

How did she control him?

No, it didn’t seem like control, more like Dao Qiongcang voluntarily admitted his mistake and accepted punishment, standing there to take Yue Gongnu’s slash.

"It’s useless to kill me, big sister Yue." Dao Qiongcang’s face twitched, although he wouldn’t die, the pain was real!

He pouted, spat fiercely: "You kill me, the one who went to the sword tower was Bazhun’an, it was him who brought the variables there, the one guided by the Demon Ancestor was him too, blame it on his overly curious nature."

"Not afraid to tell you, sending you to Lingyu Mountain is indeed my good intentions, I couldn’t bear you two being separated for so long without even a meeting after coming out."

"This last meeting, if I were you, I’d rush to Lingyu Mountain right now, not waste breath here, unnecessary speculations, see him first before anything else."

"Everything will be fine!"

Last meeting... Yue Gongnu seethed with anger, killing intent flowing in her eyes, yet she still managed to remain calm while speaking: "You better clarify."

"I’ve made it clear!"

Dao Qiongcang laughed aloud: "Last meeting, then never meeting again—did I fail to express, or do you refuse to believe in reality, big sister Yue?"