I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3383: Chapter 1685: As the Path Raises One Foot, Demons Rise Ten, Ancestor Tree Leader Bows His Sword Head_4

The Dragon Apricot Spirit cast a sidelong glance, growing even more furious!

“Xu Xiaoshou, look at the foolish thing you’ve done. You really shouldn’t have brought that Ghost Willow into the Apricot Realm! Arghhh!”

“I excel in savoring auras, tasting the remnants of Di Ying’s scars upon my form. Dragon Apricot cannot bring solace to this realm, nor can the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus. But I can,” the God Worship Willow proclaimed, stunning everyone.

“Ghost Willow!” The Dragon Apricot could hold back no longer. “Do you even know what time it is now? This nonsense you’re spewing—I… I can’t understand a single word! Shut up this instant!”

The God Worship Willow tilted its head, glanced at him, opened its mouth only to falter in silence for a long while. Finally, it still said: “Lingering upon your body is the faint trace… of the Di Ying Holy Plant’s essence. Its power is feeble, but I can help you transfer it.”

Jin Ren’s heart shivered. This, too, could be detected?

Yet the Di Ying Holy Plant is a God Relic of the World Tree…

Wait a moment—something the Dragon Apricot couldn’t achieve, nor the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus. Could the Ancestor Tree God Worship Willow accomplish it?

“Are you saying that even if Di Ying belongs to another realm’s World Tree, you can still uproot it and plant it in the Apricot Realm?”

“…Yes.” That “yes” seemed scorching hot, but it was evident the God Worship Willow was incredibly serious in addressing the Lord of the Apricot Realm. Though rebuked by the Dragon Apricot, it didn’t retort and instead corrected itself. At last, it even added, “Yes.”

“Even if it resides within the Divine Relic?”

“Yes.”

“Even though the Divine Relic forms part of the Heavenly Realm Triangle, whose rank is higher than both the Apricot Realm and Shengshen Continent?”

“Yes.”

Are you lying?

The final question actually didn’t need asking.

The Information Bar showed no response—not because the God Worship Willow’s spiritual physique was mundane, but because it genuinely wasn’t lying.

Its resolute answer wasn’t out of self-preservation or senseless boasting, but confidence—confidence drawn from being the Ancestor Tree Leader.

“You’re quite interesting…”

Jin Ren had initially prepared numerous questions.

He had even contemplated strategies for subduing the God Worship Willow, ensuring harmony among the Dragon Apricot, the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus, and the God Worship Willow.

Everyone knows triangles are inherently stable.

Accepting only the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus into the Apricot Realm without the God Worship Willow, or tossing the God Worship Willow into the Divine Relic, would be disastrous.

The late emperor failed halfway due to arrogance and indulgence—if the Dragon Apricot dominated with the Osmanthus by his side, such absolute power would surely go to his head. How could he still bless himself then? Even awareness would become an issue!

Hence, the unstable factor that is the God Worship Willow must be involved in the Apricot Realm. Their coexistence outweighs all else.

But now it seems…

The God Worship Willow is subtly scheming.

The Dragon Apricot’s “Ghost Willow” nickname clearly wasn’t baseless, hinting at a familiarity and wariness among Ancestor Trees. The God Worship Willow definitely exudes an unsettling aura.

A tree with such deep intrigue must surely harbor immense ambition. Should it really stay in the Apricot Realm?

Jin Ren squinted, hesitating still.

The God Worship Willow waited for a moment before suddenly speaking, cutting through the silence: “The heavens may not know the Holy Emperor, but I know Hua Changdeng.”

Jin Ren’s eyes flicked upward to him, a sharp light momentarily piercing through his gaze.

This tree must not stay!

This thought only flashed momentarily through his mind before vanishing into dust as Jin Ren burst into laughter.

“I’ve already dealt with Dao Qiongcang. Why would I fear a single tree? Afraid that you might read why I seek to uproot you?”

“What is your name?”

He didn’t directly mention Hua Changdeng, as though those three words were of no concern and instead feigned curiosity over the name God Worship Willow.

“The world calls me ‘God Worship Willow.’ My name is ‘Shadow of Liu,’ or, as the Lord of the Apricot Realm like the Dragon Apricot might, you may call me ‘Ghost Willow,'” the God Worship Willow’s spiritual physique replied blandly.

“Then I’ll call you ‘Ghost Willow’!” Jin Ren offered no explanation for his seemingly excessive question. He simply wanted the chance to nickname the little tree.

“Then…”

The God Worship Willow froze, evidently realizing that it had met its match—or perhaps couldn’t quite suppress this young man.

And it proved true—it really couldn’t!

Before it could finish hesitating, Xu Xiaoshou interjected, striking while the iron was hot: “Like the others, there’s no need for all this formality. Just call me ‘Lord Shou.’

Upon hearing this, the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus Spirit gently covered her crimson lips, her enchanting eyes suffused with astonishment.

On the Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, the God Worship Willow had never been treated this way.

Even little Dao Qiongcang and little Hua Changdeng used to treat it with utmost respect.

Senior Liu—she dared not address it recklessly.

But now in the Apricot Realm…

“Lord Shou.” The God Worship Willow Spirit, Ghost Willow, slightly nodded and addressed him accordingly.

“Hmm.”

Jin Ren, similarly unperturbed, nodded slightly more composed than the other, and after acknowledging, he gestured toward the Dragon Apricot Spirit:

“Additionally, this realm is not called ‘this world,’ and I am not called the ‘Master of the World.'”

“This realm is titled ‘Apricot Realm,’ and I am its ‘Lord of the Apricot Realm.'”

“Previously, I asked the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus senior, and she stated no change was needed. What has been so shall remain so; the name ‘Apricot Realm’ shall endure.”

As Jin Ren spoke, he cast a faintly smiling glance at the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus Spirit.

The latter hurriedly nodded, indicating that this was indeed correct. There was no need to seek her approval for every little matter—she hardly deserved it.

Upon seeing this, the Dragon Apricot Spirit proudly raised its head high.

Excellent!

It had not misjudged Xu Xiaoshou!

Indeed, the God Worship Willow could remain, but to tame it—only Xu Xiaoshou, only Lord Shou, could manage it!

“Understood.” The God Worship Willow’s expression betrayed a hint of surprise. Realizing its tone was off, it quickly amended, “I mean, understood.”

“I have one more question.”

Lord Shou narrowed his slightly squinted eyes at him.

It was rare for the God Worship Willow to feel such an immense pressure. The last person with such squinting eyes and terrifying schemes had been that Hallmaster Dao.

Just as he braced himself, thinking Lord Shou would now press him about Hua Changdeng…

Jin Ren’s lips curved into a sly smile as he humorously asked, “Why did you surrender so quickly?”

“Hua…” Ghost Willow’s voice suddenly halted before shaking its head in helplessness. With a respectful bow, it solemnly declared, “It was not my wish but the decree of destiny.”

“Praised, Passive Points +1.”

Jin Ren burst into laughter. “Even Ancestor Trees know how to flatter? I’m merely a humble Xu Xiaoshou—what virtues or abilities do I have?”

Ghost Willow chuckled faintly, its expression turning serious before responding with utmost gravity: “Of the nine Ancestor Trees, four have entered your net. It is the decree of heaven. The Apricot Realm will undoubtedly flourish… How could I not yield?”

“Without yielding, how could I find peace to depart?”