I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3760: Chapter 1819: Chess Strategy (Part 2)

Things like Divine Travel, when spoken by others, are hardly believable, but when mentioned by Lord Bazhun’an, Li Fugui finds it naturally reasonable.

"My heart’s intent is to fly on a crane, seeking the Sword Will of the Sword God."

"After traversing the vastness of spacetime, I finally arrived at an unknown land and saw a Lonely Building."

"The Lonely Building had no moon, no shadows; all was void. It was left only with desolation and solitude, keeping people at bay."

"I was unwilling to leave, so I approached the building, knocking on the door for entry."

Xu Xiaoshou was captivated by this mysterious and strange story, momentarily forgetting about the matters from Fusang and even his own questions.

Bazhun’an’s expression carried a trace of reminiscence, his memories seeming to blur.

After a long pause, he could recall some things and continued:

"Before long, the door of the Lonely Building slightly opened, and from the darkness emerged an elderly man, holding the hand of a three or four-year-old girl."

"The elder asked my name, to which I answered truthfully. He inquired about my purpose, and I explained in detail. He was an ancient swordsman with cultivation not inferior to mine, yet he was very courteous, inviting me inside."

"I refused."

Indeed... Xu Xiaoshou thought if it were him, he would at least go in for a cup of tea, satisfy his curiosity, and then come out.

Bazhun’an’s story was not over, and he was already intrigued by Li Fuyu’s invitation.

Perhaps, given the opportunity, he should visit the sword tower himself.

Not as a Divine Travel experience, but actually going in person!

Li Fugui was also pondering deeply, his thoughts wandering, straying from the main topic.

If the elder was the guardian of the sword tower during Lord Bazhun’an’s generation, could the little girl he held be Li Fuyu?

Li Fugui wanted to speak but held back, not daring to ask.

There was no room for him to interrupt here, being able to listen was already good enough.

"And then?"

It was also the first time Mei Siren heard Bazhun’an talk about these matters, his paper fan waving rapidly, almost flinging off the ink:

Don’t leave us hanging!

Bazhun’an continued to release sword cognition, controlling the generation of yin souls in the Ghost Buddha Realm, while deducing the arrival time of Hua Changdeng.

He pondered for a moment, yet a touch of perplexity emerged in his eyes:

"The elder set up a tea table outside the building and talked with me for a long time. Perhaps the sword tower had not been visited by a stranger for ten thousand years, and he was extremely welcoming."

"But the main topics of our discussion, now I can hardly remember, only knowing that I learned about the Ten Ancestors and the whereabouts of the Sword Ancestor’s ’Ancestral God Fate Chart’ at the sword tower."

Xu Xiaoshou unconsciously nodded, related to the 21 Famed Swords?

He remembered a legend about the famed swords, that if collected completely, it could summon God... uh, a miracle?

In any case, if someone could truly gather all 21 famed swords, "something big" would happen.

But what the big event was, there was no record in the world.

Because from ancient times to the present, no one has ever succeeded.

"Gathering all 21 famed swords and fully unlocking them might evoke the ’Ancestral God Fate Chart’ left in the world by the Sword Ancestor, but I can’t clearly recall the specifics."

"Afterward, I gave the Saint Servant the ’Sword Collection’ order, considering it a casual move, with the specifics executed by Xiao Kongtong."

Li Fugui clicked his tongue.

The Ancestral God Fate Chart, just a casual move, truly deserved to be Lord Bazhun’an.

"So, you have no intent to contract the Ancestral God Fate Chart, why then collect these 21 famed swords?" Mei Siren frowned.

Bazhun’an looked towards the elder gentleman:

"Just to take a look."

Several people fell silent.

Bazhun’an’s desire to "take a look" was certainly not as simple as it seemed.

It was likely to glimpse the entire path of the Sword God’s journey through the Ancestral God Fate Chart, extracting its essence and discarding the dross, making it his own.

This Eighth, intending to travel the path from two to one, from one to zero, clearly could not walk the old path of the Sword God, using the Ancestral God Fate Chart to become God and Ancestor.

His ambition did not diminish from his youth, even tending towards more reckless arrogance!

"Besides these?"

Xu Xiaoshou was not only curious about the 21 famed swords and the Ancestral God Fate Chart.

He was more interested in the "matters of the Ten Ancestors" mentioned by Bazhun’an: "Talk about the Ghost Ancestor?"

Bazhun’an looked down at the scythe of the God of Death in his hand, chuckling lightly: "To me, there is no good or evil, no right or wrong. I can’t give the answers you seek, but I want to ask you another question."

Xu Xiaoshou lifted his chin: "Feel free to speak."

"Is the path of the Ten Ancestors wrong?"

With one question, Bazhun’an silenced the three people present.

He seemed not to expect Xu Xiaoshou’s answer, continuing: "What do you think the Holy Demon, Medicine Ghost, and Magic Curse are still insisting on to this day?"

Saboteur?

Are you going to stir the waters like me?

In the past, Xu Xiaoshou might have joked like this, but this time, he seriously pondered and said:

"Their paths haven’t ended yet, they’re still continuing?"

Bazhun’an shook his head noncommittally: "I don’t know."

You ignorant Eighth! Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes, just about to speak.

Bazhun’an said: "The answers to all questions will surface when you achieve godhood and become an ancestor—these were the words the Elders once spoke to me, and I now pass them to you."

Indeed, when the road reaches its end, one must rely on oneself.

But listening to Bazhun’an’s meaning, everything done by the Holy Demon, Medicine Ghost, and Technique Evil is still a struggle within the ’Path’ they haven’t completed.

That means...

They will all take action afterward?!

Xu Xiaoshou had a headache and changed the topic: "Hua Changdeng, how do you plan to solve it?"

"I’ll handle it."

"Hmm?" Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

Bazhun’an still did not answer directly: "You know Dao Qiongcang is as wise as a demon, why hasn’t he dared to show himself? Cao Yihan is extraordinarily talented; why hasn’t he dared to take that step?"

"Why?"

"Because they, like me, excel in strategy or warfare, but only make achievements in their own paths."

Such humble words; reaching the pinnacle would be more accurate, Li Fugui thought secretly.

Bazhun’an pointed to Mei Siren: "Master Siren excels in teaching the sword."

He then pointed to the somewhat distracted Li Fugui: "This person... excels in strategy. If not limited by combat strength, he might rival Dao Qiongcang..."

Li Fugui immediately returned to his senses, flattered, stood up, and was about to exclaim "I dare not."

"One or two." Bazhun’an added.

...That is enough!

Li Fugui did not expect that in Lord Bazhun’an’s mind, he could actually rival one or two of the Hallmasters, which was truly a great honor!

Bazhun’an continued: "Sleeveless and Water Ghost also excel in layout, which is not my specialty. Without them, the Saint Servant wouldn’t have come so far today."

"A barrel can only hold as much water as its shortest stave allows, and we are born limited, except you."

He fixed his gaze on Xu Xiaoshou: "You excel in all paths, your strategy is outstanding, your combat skill is no weaker than The Divine, your plans are not inferior to the Hallmaster Dao; you are more suited than I to deal with the final stage."

"What do you mean?" For the first time, Xu Xiaoshou did not elevate Bazhun’an’s praise to the sky but felt the pressure.

Bazhun’an smiled: "So I say, leave Hua Changdeng to me, but the subsequent Ancestral Gods, the schemes planned over tens of thousands of years, all the backups they have arranged, will need you to uncover and handle carefully."

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils shook, what nonsense is the old Eighth spouting?

"What about you?"

He didn’t want to face everything alone.

Bazhun’an, if this sword could cut down Hua Changdeng, it would be the best choice to deal with the next Ancestral Gods.

"Don’t jump to conclusions, Xu Xiaoshou."

Bazhun’an smiled helplessly, pointed to the stone on the ground, and with a stroke of sword cognition, carved a nineteen-path chess game quickly.

"In a chess game, if there appears a ’variable’ that this player is concerned with, running rampant and killing in all directions, what would you do?"

Xu Xiaoshou thought, isn’t that just like me?

In the past, this was all he did.

But now, as the player in Bazhun’an’s mouth, he naturally had to use a player’s mindset, and without thinking, he said:

"Create a scenario to eliminate it."

Am I to eliminate myself?

After Xu Xiaoshou spoke, he still didn’t understand what Bazhun’an meant.

Yet he saw the latter staring at the chessboard for a long time, not knowing what he was contemplating, and finally laughed:

"Xu Xiaoshou, you’re still too young."

"In this game of achieving godhood, over the decades, the only ’variable’ it targets is me, so when I draw my sword, I will attract their attention." Bazhun’an’s expression was serious.

At this, Mei Siren and Li Fugui’s faces drained of color in an instant.

There were no fools present, and after hearing it, Xu Xiaoshou’s expression also changed: "You will die?"

"What do you think?"

"Then what do you mean?" Xu Xiaoshou hated when things were left unsaid.

"A piece removed from the board no longer draws attention, and our young, incredibly intelligent piece, which isn’t yet in their sight, can smoothly take over the Saint Servant’s game and begin strategizing." Bazhun’an said.

"Me?" Xu Xiaoshou widened his eyes, pointing at himself, never expecting that in Bazhun’an’s mind, he held such weight.

Bazhun’an waved his sleeve, gently scattering the chess game, smiling at the young man before him, staring at him for a long time until it gave him the creeps, then said:

"Who else but you, Lord Shou?"