I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3732: 1809: A Hundred Faces

Chapter 3732: Chapter 1809: A Hundred Faces

Dao ancestor?

Upon hearing this, Jin Ren’s thoughts were shocked beyond compare.

Besides the Ten Ancestors, there is another Dao ancestor, whose presence is weaker than even the Time Ancestor, simply because He is the one who sealed Godhood in the Path of Memory?

“Impossible!”

But only for a moment, Jin Ren dismissed this idea.

It was too absurd.

Not to mention the abilities of the Ancestral God, cutting across an era.

If the boy in front was truly the Dao ancestor, why would he hide in the Qianshi Emperor Realm, sharing resources equally with the other demi-saint families?

Judging by the various behaviors of this small boy on the turtle’s back from beginning to end, he is not qualified to be called “ancestor”.

Jin Ren laughed, and didn’t hide the sarcasm in his words, implying a desire for death:

“How could the Ancestral God learn the methods of others?”

“Didn’t you see that Cursed Yin, upon first awakening, was repeatedly defeated by my true self and treated like an ant, while I was a horse galloping unrestrained on the Phantom Swords Technique Path.”

“You? Dao ancestor?”

As Jin Ren spoke, he raised his body slightly.

The old turtle called lowly, surprisingly moving his claws aside as well.

Jin Ren hurriedly took the opportunity to escape, straightening his messy clothes as he stood up, scrutinizing this “Aje” again and laughed once more:

“And which Path do you master?”

“So weak that you need to observe one or two of my moves, to figure out how to deal with my true self?”

He paused, put his hands on his hips, and shouted wantonly: “So the weak Path master, indeed?!”

The boy on the turtle’s back was not angered, pinching his chin, and looked meaningfully at this clone of Xu Xiaoshou:

“Cursed Yin used a technique to confine your Path of Oblivion.”

“I now have a plan, to bind your clone.”

“He could be the Ancestral God, why can’t I become the Ancestral God?”

Jin Ren, unable to live or die, was in indescribable distress.

But as long as this “Dao ancestor” still had the desire to chat, he had a chance to live or die, hearing this he laughed loudly:

“Alright, Dao ancestor, I’ll respectfully address you as Dao ancestor for now.”

“But it’s not that I want to belittle anything, I just have to say a few truths… with your tricks of dressing up as God, playing the devil, and petty theft, you’re not even worth a strand of hair of Cursed Yin.”

“Hua Weiyang! You know, right? You’re not even as close as a Half Ancestor!”

People have Seven Emotions and Six Desires, even Dao Qiongcang cannot avoid them.

When Elder Dao the Flamboyant was pointed at, his delicate body trembled, can this “Dao ancestor” truly be spared?

Jin Ren, with no options, just had to think of arrogant words, to see if he could stir up “Dao ancestor’s” emotions, even a bit.

He was disappointed.

The boy on the turtle’s back seemed to practice the Supreme Forget Love Path, no longer interested in his trash talk, squinting with a smile: “Show it.”

He obviously didn’t want to chat anymore, just wanting to see Xu Xiaoshou’s ability.

You say not to chat then don’t chat?

You say to showcase then showcase?

Jin Ren was not of good temper, since neither alive nor dead, either way, it was just “pain” — hasn’t he suffered enough pain?

Right now, he spoke willingly, spat disdainfully:

“Dao ancestor, stop pretending, you’re at most just like that.”

“Cursed Yin used a technique to confine my Path of Oblivion because He was freshly awakened and in poor condition, He was using one ten-thousandth of His power.”

“What about you?”

Jin Ren spoke with disdain at the corner of his lips, with mocking eyes: “You exhausted all your efforts, yet trapped me in the Qianshi Emperor Realm, neither daring to kill, nor letting go, for what, to be my enemy?”

This sentence truly hit the heart.

Clearly, it was like a spear stabbing straight into the heart of the “Dao ancestor”, causing his eyelid to twitch involuntarily.

“Provoking me?”

“Not provoking you, Dao ancestor, I’m just stating a fact, besides torturing me and setting an external enemy for Qianshi, what good can come from such actions?”

The old turtle lazily lifted his eyelid, glanced at this noisy human, seemingly annoyed at how it’s still not finished.

The boy on the turtle’s back pursed his lips, said no more, and waved his small hand downward.

“Swish!”

Starlight scattered all around.

Before Jin Ren could react to what it was, complex tangled memories emerged in his mind.

He suddenly had a splitting headache, wailing in misery.

A short life was suddenly implanted with eons of vicissitudes, like a narrow bottle violently stuffed with a sky-reaching pestle.

“Ah——”

Jin Ren’s eyes turned bloodshot, and his head felt like it was going to explode.

The blurry, overlapping memories sketched into frames one after another.

There was the despair of being a mere mortal, watching helplessly as his rural parents were slaughtered and devoured by beasts, there was the helplessness of being a wealthy girl, oppressed and humiliated by strong bandits, there was the plight of being an eighty-year-old, surrounded by dozens of children…

“Fuck!”

All kinds of oppression came flooding in.

Tragic turns came in succession.

Just in an instant, Jin Ren experienced all facets of life, unable to resist swearing loudly.

If an ordinary person encountered such complex memory ploughing, they would likely have their mind destroyed instantly, becoming insane.

Yet Jin Ren’s Will Dao Disc was super Taoized.

And it’s unclear whether it was intentional or a coincidence by the boy on the turtle, the degree of memory collision was precisely at Jin Ren’s limit of endurance.

“I will kill you!”

Jin Ren erupted, eyes glaring, unable to withstand such harm anymore, transforming once more into the Ultimate Giant.

He raised his fist, and with a mighty punch, aimed to smash down.

But “Perception” simultaneously saw the calm and collected boy on the turtle’s back, who made no move.

This time, Jin Ren saw clearer.

He distinctly saw behind the turtle boy, as if carrying an illusory starry sky, with dim sparse stars lighting up within the sky.

His every action, every response…

Scenes all projected, etched within the stars; path energy all emulated, recorded into memory.

Beyond that starry sky, were several stars whose light was already bright.

Inside, the scenes being projected were precisely Jin Ren’s every word and action after entering Qianshi.

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