I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 4342: Chapter 2020: Qing Shi_2

But previously Xu Xiaoshou could only capture a vague sense, now with the expansion of the Sea of Intent, the Medicine Ancestor had nowhere to hide.

"Heading for the Tree of Memory?"

Compared to hiding in parts of the Way of the Heavens and the earth, the consciousness heading towards the Tree of Memory was sparse, but Xu Xiaoshou instantly understood this filthy person’s intention:

"The Tree of Memory is originally the Life Seed."

"The Medicine Ancestor must still have control over the Life Seed; by dwelling within it, perhaps, he can rob the path of Cursed Yin, and secondly, he can use the majestic power bestowed upon the Tree of Memory by Zero..."

How could Shen Nong Hundred Grass have his way?

Advance with gargantuan transformation, punch to shatter the War Ancestor.

Retreat to human form, clad in black, sword angled.

The Ultimate Giant let out a shout as it reverted back to human form, simultaneously Hidden Bitter flew out from the body, Xu Xiaoshou took hold of the black sword, and gently stroked the sword body with two fingers, softly chanting:

"Three Streams of Red Plum Blossoms · Falling Flower World."

One sword strike, leisurely cut out, light as clouds of smoke.

The blooming red plum flowed like a river, winding around the waist, and then along the sword body of Hidden Bitter, fluttered towards all directions of the five domains.

Buzz!

The Five Lakes and Four Seas, all suffused with plum fragrance.

The coverage of this sword’s Falling Flower World was the entire Shengshen Continent, the whole world became the sword.

"This is..."

The Transmission Sky Curtain of the Apricot Realm zoomed in, showing red plums gracefully falling across various regions of the continent, beautifully enchanting.

Under the reflection of void and substance, the otherwise unseen clones of the Medicine Ancestor immediately transformed into faces of shock and horror.

All revealed clearly!

No place to hide!

Even the color of the underpants and how many holes there are were all exposed under the might of the Lord Shou’s sword!

"It’s Master Siren’s sword."

With just one glance, all the swordsmen gathered in the Guiding City rose excitedly, with fervent expressions.

Why does the ancient swordsmanship endure? Just like now!

The Sword Ancestor created the Nine Major Sword Techniques, sealing godhood and claiming ancestry solely with the Emotion Sword Technique.

Later Bazhun’an perfected the Fantasy Sword Technique and the Ten Thousand Sword Technique’s third realm, sealing ancestry with the Sword Me approach.

Then even 八下温苟, stunningly genius, developed the Swordless Sword Technique, and the Mo Sword Technique’s third realm Mystical Gate.

The path left unfinished by predecessors, juniors surpass them.

As those people do, so do Xu and Mei.

Under the imposing power of Saint Xin, Master Siren couldn’t even deliver a single sword, yet his disciple Xu Xiaoshou let the Three Streams of Red Plum Blossoms resound across the five domains of the continent!

"Heaven’s net is wide, sparse yet not lost."

Slicing out a sword, Xu Xiaoshou who shifted his perspective to consciousness form, let Hidden Bitter fly aloft, and bent his ten fingers.

He was like an elegant musician, using the Sea of Intent beneath his feet as an instrument; his hands shot out countless spirit threads of consciousness.

In the movement of his fingertips, he pierced into the consciousness form of Medicine Ancestor hiding in the Way of the Heavens, the earth, and even attempting to enter the Tree of Memory.

"No—"

Across the five domains, resounded with shrill and overlapping screams.

"Puppet Manipulation Thread!"

Xu Xiaoshou lifted ten fingers, drawing back countless threads.

The clones of Medicine Ancestor, like puppets on strings, were forced to retrieve from all hiding places, feeling countless tremors on their return.

Swoosh!

Amidst the sound of rushing water, the Taoist music arose.

Following the Sea of Intent, a Great Dao River came from far above, meandering past Xu Xiaoshou’s feet, flowing towards nowhere.

"Sword Dao River?!"

This scene directly stunned all the watching Ancestors.

Over at Zero, Dao Qiongcang seemed to have instantly leveled his reckoning with himself, looking over dumbfounded.

The Way of the Sword—isn’t it a combat-type Great Dao?

If Sword Dao can also mold into a Great Dao River, doesn’t that mean, his own concept has flaws?

"Could it be that the many combat-type Great Dao can also split into combat and insight, Bazhun’an is combat-type, while the one molded by Xu Xiaoshou this time is more of an insight-type Sword Dao?"

Very few explanations exist to account for what is seen now.

The only unexplained thing is...

Xu Xiaoshou is actually an insight-type genius?

Pfft, if this word gets out, Medicine Ancestor would be the first to stand up and oppose it, right?

"This river..."

Beside the timeline, Saint Xin also gasped, almost breaking the World Sealing Chains to assist Shen Nong Hundred Grass.

What he saw while transforming hurriedly compared to witnessing it directly now couldn’t be more strikingly different.

After all, what he observed at the time might have been fake.

But now, witnessing the Sword Dao River firsthand, the most direct feeling is, it’s not fake, and moreover...

"He mastered the Nine Major Sword Techniques completely?"

"No, maybe only mastered the second realm of each sword technique, couldn’t possibly reach Bazhun’an’s level."

Even so, one brightening of the Great Dao River represents only one step away from completion.

If the Sword Dao River isn’t fake, the Body Dao River shouldn’t be illusory either.

That sums up, in terms of Dao insights, Xu Xiaoshou already surpassed me—even if my Holy Path encompasses thousands, merging into a God Demon Dao Sea, Xu Xiaoshou also stands equal with me.

How old is he?

How long have I been cultivating?

Can’t compare, do so and it’s easy for the Dao heart to waver, even knowing there’s help from Nuozu, Name Ancestor, and others.

Saint Xin’s expression was complex, his previously sure-win mindset was shaken.

Indeed, Xu Xiaoshou clearly can pose a threat to Him too.

"No!"

"Cannot act."

Xu Xiaoshou excels in clones; this is one.

The Medicine Ancestor hasn’t sought help and how can I assist Him; this is two.

Thirdly, naturally, I don’t believe Xu Xiaoshou’s swordsmanship mastery can reach even a fraction of Bazhun’an, and Bazhun’an would allow others to stand shoulder to shoulder with Him at the end of the path.

Neither do I believe Shen Nong Hundred Grass would fall because of this, lacking defenses—after all, He too has Twin Rivers of the Great Dao.

"Will anything push out Xu Xiaoshou’s other trump cards, Shen Nong Hundred Grass, won’t really be slain by this kid’s sword, right?"

...

As the shock rippled through all sides, Xu Xiaoshou forcibly pulled back the clones of Medicine Ancestor, weaving them into a single unit in the air, forming a thousand-foot-sized, highly condensed consciousness tumor.