I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3881: Chapter 1864: Delusions (Part 3)

After speaking, the Southern Underworld only had deathly silence remaining.

Yu Zhiwen’s face was bloodless, as pale as paper, and her hands were extremely cold.

Countless times when she thought she had escaped the clutches of the "Dao Temple Master" and could start attempting to break free from the torment brought by the Path Division’s shadow—whether in terms of real distance or on a spiritual level.

Dao Qiongcang could, with one hand, cover the sky.

He would come forward again, telling her in a calm yet instructive tone:

Ginger, the older, the spicier.

"Dao Qiongcang, you are looking for death!"

Even if Yue Gongnu didn’t understand the full picture, from the girl’s trembling hands at this moment, she could feel the fear and shadow that the three words "Dao Qiongcang" brought to people.

Has this guy really cultivated himself into madness, so inhumane?

She’s still just a child, how can there be such a way of teaching?

Regardless of "Path Division" or the current speech, how is this different from trying to speed up the growth of seedlings?

"Shut up for me!"

Yue Gongnu turned and struck, summoning the Buddha Sword Furious Immortal with a flick of her sleeve.

She instantly crossed the river of time, aiming fiercely at Dao Qiongcang’s mouth and slashed down.

This time, it was not as intended.

Dao Qiongcang extended a spotless, crystal-clear hand from his bloodstained sleeve.

He simply put his fingers together and blocked in midair.

"Clang—"

The Buddha Sword Furious Immortal, as if struck against iron, emitted a deafening clang, shaking the eardrums.

Yue Gongnu was also forced to retreat, the Buddha Sword Furious Immortal in her hand slipped away, flying off into the distance.

Bang!

Dao Qiongcang reached out and grabbed, capturing the Buddha Sword Furious Immortal, pointing it distantly at Yue Gongnu.

He stripped off all playful disguises, withdrew from the self-directed boring drama, squinted slightly, and his expression turned extremely cold:

"Yue Gongnu, I gave you choices, also gave you dignity."

"Since there are choices, and there is dignity, whether there is only one choice, or only one choice, just obediently go to Lingyu Mountain."

"Do the three of you think that whether to start a war, or to go to the Apricot Realm, or to return to the Cold Palace Emperor Realm, these paths really exist?"

With that, he struck into the air, the river of time shattered and the power of the gold talisman in Yue Gongnu’s hand disappeared like smoke.

He rotated the tip of the Buddha Sword Furious Immortal towards the north, speaking disdainfully:

"The path lies ahead."

"Only one."

"Go to Lingyu Mountain, because I said so!"

The night wind was bleak, the Southern Underworld was icy cold.

Yue Gongnu stared fiercely at Dao Qiongcang whose eyes were full of murderous intent, yet inside, she was only left with helplessness.

Yes, from the beginning, these choices all did not exist.

He was conciliatory simply because Dao Qiongcang wanted to be nice.

When he didn’t want to pretend anymore...

Just like Little Brat once commented:

Once Dao Qiongcang shed his disguise and truly exerted his power to move the situation forward, no one could see the direction, no one had a second choice, no one had the time or qualification to speak.

The only thing possible was like a blindfolded donkey, blindly moving forward, unaware whether it was straight on the Path or just going around in circles for others.

"Ahahah! Everyone is so serious, could it be that I scared you?"

The deathly silence was suddenly broken, Dao Qiongcang lowered the Buddha Sword Furious Immortal, shrank his neck, and voluntarily retreated a few steps:

"Sister Yue, I’m just joking, don’t take it seriously, actually Ali and I are both already quite afraid of your whip."

"And Little Yu... hmm, I’ll keep calling you that, it makes our relationship seem even closer."

Dao Qiongcang scratched the back of his head, speaking awkwardly, without any appearance of a senior, yet retaining a senior’s tone:

"My sister sometimes falls ill, lacking strength, the calculation of the Way of the Heavens’ energy movement consumes her lifespan, I feel she has little left."

"Xu Xiaoshou is considered my friend too, Little Yu you’re also my Martial Nephew, when the big wedding day comes, I’m going to sit at the main table as your witness."

He waved his hand downward, laughing gently, tone friendly: "Relax a little, everyone relax a little."

The three women were all tense, none could relax.

Who could possibly relax?!

Dao Qiongcang realized indeed he was giving too much pressure, he could only sigh silently, finally suppressing his feeling and forcing a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, then he focused on Li Fuyu:

"Liu Sword Immortal, you should relax too."

"Although you just received my bow, I’m not one to hold grudges, you won’t die in this round."

Yue Gongnu’s expression changed drastically.

Yu Zhiwen suddenly raised her head, as if trying to see through the disguise, see what exactly was in Dao Qiongcang’s completely black heart.

"That’s more like it!"

Dao Qiongcang took the initiative to retreat a few steps again, clapping his hands while saying: "With some emotion, some anger, that seems like a real person, otherwise, those who don’t know might think the three of you were all Divine Puppets just now!"

He looked past the murderous Yue Gongnu, the intensely hostile Li Fuyu, past the two insignificant women, and looked amiably towards Yu Zhiwen:

"Little Yu ah..."

After waiting for a moment, seeing Little Yu not responding, he sighed and said: "Didn’t we tell you, since you have a choice, then stick to what you think, don’t be swayed by outsiders and external things!"

"I think Xu Xiaoshou isn’t a variable, he’s a constant, that’s what I think, it has nothing to do with you." Dao Qiongcang spread his hands, "You think he is, so he is, that’s enough!"

Yu Zhiwen hung her head low.

In a daze, she felt she was back to her childhood in the Path Division classroom, with the instructors holding canes, lecturing on the platform.

Back then, there were many companions around her, each either respected and awed, or carefree and mischievous, they were so vivid...

"That’s enough talk, just two heartfelt sentences left." Dao Qiongcang said helplessly as he saw her state, holding his forehead.