I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3044: Chapter 1574: Half a Life in Stealth, Nameless, Suddenly Tailoring Reveals True Form_2

“Xu Xiaoshou…”

“Friend, this time you owe me a lot of favors.” Xu Xiaoshou interrupted, unabashedly counting on his fingers:

“Saving your life, that’s one.”

“Attributing the achievement of slaying the evil god to you, that’s another.”

“Using my body to withstand the potential onslaught of the power of the curse that might befall you, also counts…”

What?!

Xu Xiaoshou hadn’t even finished, and Hallmaster Dao’s eyes nearly bulged in fury.

Do you always count favors like this? Isn’t this the same as wrongfully accusing me of stepping on your feet—utterly unreasonable?

“You don’t agree?” Xu Xiaoshou saw that this guy got a cheap life yet still acted coy, couldn’t help but say:

“I saved you, right?”

“Yes!” That point Hallmaster Dao couldn’t refute.

“If I hadn’t saved you and you survived, the evil god would’ve cursed you, wouldn’t you have borne it alone?” Xu Xiaoshou’s thoughts were clear, “But now, isn’t it true that I’ve shared half the burden?”

“…” Hallmaster Dao wasn’t so easily fooled, “If you don’t mention the curse, where would it come from… Hmm?”

He didn’t finish the sentence when Xu Xiaoshou had already moved forward a few steps, reached out, and blocked his mouth:

“Hallmaster young friend, are you pretending to be naïve and innocent?” @@novelbin@@

“The Five Decays of Heaven and Man cursed you back at Qingyuan Mountain, he hails from the Southern Region, used to be in the Golden Technique Sect… What is the Golden Technique Sect? A sect that embodies the great success of spiritual techniques!”

“What is spiritual techniques? They’re the trash left over by the Ancestor of Sorcery!”

“And who is the Ancestor of Sorcery? It’s the true body of the Cursed Yin Evil God!”

“I don’t mention the curse, and it won’t curse you? What kind of five-regions joke are you making, do you really think it’s as dimwitted as you?”

Sizzle!

Cen Qiaofu shuddered upon hearing this.

Calling someone dimwitted now?

If Hallmaster Dao is dimwitted, what does that make me—intelligent…

“Alright, alright, alright!”

Elder Dao the Flamboyant waved his hands repeatedly and stepped back, his expression cycling through several rounds of change before deciding to no longer speak on this matter.

“Thank you, let’s end this here and not mention it again; shall we?”

Xu Xiaoshou was quick-witted, it was he who first requested the rescue, and now that his purpose had been achieved, he naturally wouldn’t bother with trivialities.

What Hallmaster Dao wanted to test was actually two things:

One was Xu Xiaoshou’s combat strength after making a contract with Greedy the Cat Spirit.

The other was whether this guy harbored any resentment in his heart towards the battle at Qingyuan Mountain that night, and whether he could transcend the Holy Divine Palace in the Divine Relics and become a partner.

The facts proved…

He was harbouring too much resentment!

So resentful that it was quibbling… no, penny-pinching to the extent that he couldn’t stand seeing the slightest bit of good in someone else, even saving a person needed a spiteful flick of his hand afterward.

But there was no doubt that he could cooperate.

And, he had also gained the qualifications to cooperate with himself.

Because the ultimate goal of both was the same: to leave the Divine Relics safely.

“There’s no end to it… impossible…”

“Favors… our bond… established… through burning passion…”

Xu Xiaoshou’s incessant mumbling irked Hallmaster Dao, who couldn’t take it anymore, chose to filter and block it out.

After a long while, once he finished, he changed the subject and asked, “Your Disillusionment Finger, can it destroy the Ancestral God?”

“Receiving praise, Passive Points, +1.”

Here it comes?

A sudden thought crossed Xu Xiaoshou’s mind, but his expression remained confident, “What’s an Ancestral God? I’ve said that it isn’t worth even a toenail of mine, Hallmaster Dao. If my finger can annihilate you, extinguishing it would be like crushing an ant.”

Jie… Hallmaster Dao once again detested such a creature, and hit obliquely, “Back then you could annihilate me, now the Ancestral God, when you perform that Illusion Destruction Finger, you barely exert yourself?”

“That’s right!” Xu Xiaoshou, hearing this, was so proud his tail nearly reached the heavens; his nostrils so high not even Elder Sang and Water Ghost’s subtle hints of eye contact could be seen, he blurted out:

“I have eight more Disillusionment Fingers to fire.”

“When the Ultimate Giant is used, once I extract the power of the Dragon Pearl, at least I’ve got eighteen shots left, god or Buddha stands in the way, they get slain… What do you want with this information?”

He suddenly calmed down, eyes full of suspicion, scanning Hallmaster Dao from top to bottom.

Act!

Keep on acting!

Hallmaster Dao chuckled darkly within, ridiculing such obvious exaggeration. He’d be surprised if he couldn’t see through it.

His Disillusionment Finger, certainly didn’t have eighteen uses.

Even having eight was questionable!

At most, at most, one more time… Hallmaster Dao’s mind had barely flickered to this thought when Xu Xiaoshou, who was still chattering nearby, suddenly, while talking, raised a finger to his forehead, with a high lift of his fingertip, pursed his lips and uttered:

“biu~”

Buzz—

In that instant, the ten thousand miles around filled with intricate divine path patterns.

The Celestial Scroll, slow to react, appeared and vanished again; the scene had undergone a drastic change.

Water Ghost, dumbfounded, looked down to find Xu Xiaoshou’s finger, just placed, fitting into his own nostril.

Xu Xiaoshou, on the other hand, stared blankly at the “Hallmaster Dao” in front of him wearing a golden beast mask… no, this wasn’t Hallmaster Dao; it was Water Ghost!

But wasn’t Water Ghost behind him?

Where had Hallmaster Dao gone?

Xu Xiaoshou swiftly turned around to see, in place of where Water Ghost used to be, a lifeless black-clothed corpse standing—formerly inhabited by Elder Dao.

Elder Sang, Cen Qiaofu, Bai Zhou had vanished without a trace; only after “Perception” swept did he realize they were a thousand miles away.

“Glared At, Passive Points, +1.”

A chill crept up his spine, as Xu Xiaoshou looked up into the high sky behind him.

Looking into the far distance, Hallmaster Dao stood with his black hair in the wind and his white-clothed fluttering, on high, intently watching him.