I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3334: Chapter 1671: Publically Making a Fool of Oneself to Vent Anger, The First Kiss of Blood as the Sunset Begins

“So Ai Cangsheng means this…?”

After hearing Ai Cangsheng’s words, the five regions fell into silence.

Before the Dao Imparting Mirror, Xu Xiaoshou also remained silent, unconsciously nodding slightly.

He had heard bits and pieces about “Ai Cangsheng.”

Sometimes from Li Fugui’s descriptions, sometimes through comparisons of combat strength with The Divine, sometimes in Hallmaster Dao’s occasional remarks…

Most of it came from the Songs of the Ten High Nobles, fragmented legends or rhetorical gossip from the streets.

These fragments pieced together a subjective image of “Ai Cangsheng” in Xu Xiaoshou’s mind:

More or less someone with determination, some strength, but at its core still just the Holy Divine Palace’s watchdog!

So Xu Xiaoshou liked calling him “Ai Gou”!

But now, upon hearing Ai Cangsheng’s ideology, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that when you consider the matter from his perspective…

“His Dao… Seems decent?”

…

At Feng Family City’s First Viewing Platform in the Southern Region, amidst the spectators who listened either silently or with bewilderment.

No one understands Ai Cangsheng like I do… Hallmaster Dao glanced around, arms crossed, and at this moment his thoughts aligned remarkably with Xu Xiaoshou’s, though his approach was public and outspoken:

“I have no confidence in defeating Yue Bei Hua Rao Dao alone, but my Eyes of the Great Path have already glimpsed the disaster that would come from declaring war on Yue Bei Hua Rao Dao.”

“I think it’s time I took a stand.”

The previously silent plaza was jolted alive by these words.

Tens of thousands of gazes followed the voice, turning toward a figure dressed similarly to Hallmaster Dao, muttering something indecipherable, each expression shifting awkwardly and bewilderedly.

What is this guy up to…

I’m cringing on his behalf…

Anyone else under so many gazes might have crumbled on the spot, but Hallmaster Dao felt nothing. He was fully immersed in his role:

“I have never stood for the Holy Divine Palace’s position. I stand for myself—for Cangsheng.”

“Though the Holy Divine Palace has its flaws in the Eyes of the Great Path, its merits still outweigh them. So to outsiders, it seems like my stance aligns with the Holy Divine Palace, doesn’t it?”

Hiss!

A collective gasp rippled through the plaza.

Now, everyone understood what this audaciously dressed figure was doing—he was impersonating Ai Cangsheng. This act was exhilarating!

Say what you will, but this flamboyant individual’s “perspective of expression” was undeniably unique, as if he were a tapeworm pretending to be Ai Cangsheng himself in the Southern Region, speaking with uncanny authenticity:

“Recently, the five regions have witnessed the emergence of an organization called the Saint Servant. Their ideology is extremely arrogant, and their strength quite formidable. Yet, I see no possibility of them overturning the Holy Divine Palace.”

“Even if they could, even if the Eyes of the Great Path were mistaken, even if the end result was a truly equal standoff between the Saint Servant and the Holy Divine Palace where they fought each other to a bitter end—or even if the Saint Servant won… in the end, they’d still have to confront Yue Bei Hua Rao Dao.”

“The Saint Servant Chief may be a figure equal in fame to me. Even if their combined strength surpasses mine tenfold, a hundredfold, can they really surpass Yue Bei Hua Rao Dao?”

“Winning would still mean you didn’t really win.”

Pausing, Ai Cangsheng’s “tapeworm” slightly clenched his fist, as if holding the strength of wisdom:

“Thus, I choose not to change my stance.”

Bravo… Around the plaza, everyone shifted their mindset to watch this “Hallmaster Dao” like a mad genius putting on a show, feeling as if the clouds had parted.

He dared to say it!

And strangely enough, there was a kernel of truth in his words?

After listening to Ai Cangsheng’s earlier cryptic ideology, the ambiguous stance of Ai Cangsheng’s mindset now seemed clarified by this tapeworm.

“Hey, what’s your name? You’re quite interesting.”

“You! Replace Feng Zhongzui! You deliver the Dao—we want to hear you speak!”

“There really is an Ai Gou Sect? They’ve studied this deeply? I thought liking Hallmaster Dao and Lord Shou was absurd enough—but someone actually likes Ai Gou?”

“…”

The plaza quickly buzzed with discussion.

The chatter was faint, but people’s anomalous curiosity grew. They now eagerly anticipated hearing what more this lunatic sage might have to say!

Intent gazes… Hallmaster Dao spoke as though interpreting Ai Cangsheng, but his perspective was thoroughly Xu Xiaoshou’s.

Intent gazes, what do they bring me?

Shame? Awkwardness? Discomfort?

Essentially, just emotional or soul-based fluctuations. Bei Huai might gain something from it, but Xu Xiaoshou didn’t seem like that type…

Hallmaster Dao had studied Xu Xiaoshou.

The latter greatly enjoyed this kind of “attention-seeking.”

In a quiet environment with ten thousand people present, most might not even have the courage to break the silence by being the first to speak.

Even Hallmaster Dao had made mental preparations before speaking this time.

Xu Xiaoshou, though, acted entirely differently, doing as he pleased. Was this just his nature?

Every time he sought attention, it seemed to deepen his understanding of the Great Path, bringing undeniable gains—was this mere coincidence?

The question arose.

Simply pondering the question wasn’t enough.

Hallmaster Dao, ever the pragmatist, opted for direct action!

His statements continued to be refreshing, each word drawing immense attention amidst tens of thousands, much like Xu Xiaoshou, captivating all ears every time he spoke:

“The Saint Servant has splintered into a faction known as the First Pavilion in the Sky. The leader of this troublemaking group is Xu Xiaoshou.”

“I know Xu Xiaoshou. In the Eighth Palace, I fired an arrow for the Saint Servant. The details don’t matter now, but the outcome was clear—this was the first time the Evil Sin Bow failed to kill an innate stage practitioner.”

“All signs indicate that the Saint Servant will be a formidable opponent, and so too will Xu Xiaoshou. Sure enough, today he stands opposite me, seeking to repay the grudge of that arrow from back then.”