I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3792 - 1832: Wishes_2
Chapter 3792: Chapter 1832: Wishes_2
Big watermelon, big watermelon, big watermelon…
Xu Xiaoshou let it in one ear and out the other, not answering Him, continuing with his own questions, with a hint of admiration on his face: “Impressive, Old Devil, you’ve walked the path of unity, can stand alongside Cursed Yin, right?”
“The Sword Ancestor entered reincarnation, the sword tower remained reclusive, yet there are the Eight Bazhun’an wandering other dimensions, Li Fuyu bringing protection looking for you. If the sword tower’s twelve swords can’t lock my spirit, why need external force for stability?” The Demon Ancestor turned slightly with a smile, “Xu Xiaoshou, you are a clever person, you know what I am saying.”
Big watermelon, big watermelon, big watermelon… can’t really be a big watermelon!
The Demon Ancestor revealed so much information in just a few words.
Xu Xiaoshou attempted to suppress his wildly swirling thoughts, almost failing to hold them back.
The Demon Ancestor’s body, the Demon Ancestor’s spirit, separately at the inverted pagoda and the sword tower, consistent with his previous deductions, proving his words credible.
He couldn’t help but start to ponder.
You Yuan going out, borrowing Elder Sang’s body, is it also because he knew his time is short, wanting external help?
He had thought about it before, after all matters were settled, he should go with Li Fuyu to the sword tower to investigate the Sword Ancestor’s reincarnation.
The Demon Ancestor is like a parasite in his belly, precisely knowing his fears and worries, each word a heart-piercer, sharply and accurately spoken, yet all reasonable.
Such a troublesome opponent, the last one Xu Xiaoshou knew was himself in his enemy’s eyes!
“Purple grape, purple grape, purple grape…”
The distraction technique worked wonderfully, the only solution to not let thoughts wander is “for no reason”.
If the big watermelon can’t withstand, then let the purple grape take its place.
If all couldn’t stand, there’s the most inexplicable trump card, which is the red apple.
Clearly, it hasn’t reached that stage…
Xu Xiaoshou initially intended to anger the Demon Ancestor, to provoke discord between Him and Cursed Yin, but unexpectedly the opponent didn’t fall for it.
Also, as an old monster, how could He fall for it easily?
It took him a while to recall the context of his unanswered question, he was just about to continue questioning the Demon Ancestor.
The Demon Ancestor’s gaze shifted to the side.
“There’s someone else?”
Xu Xiaoshou’s heart shanked, tilting his head to the side, only to find that at some point Bazhun’an had stood beside him.
This gave a slight sense of security.
But the Demon Ancestor’s attack is non-discriminative, the small mouth like it’s coated with poison, speaking directly:
“Born in hardship, from a poor family, gifted by heaven, lived up to the talent, in this world there is the chosen one, your Eight Bazhun’an is undoubtedly worthy.”
“Yet, what is heaven’s gift?”
The Demon Ancestor’s lips held a smile, eyes filled with ridicule, raised and then suppressed, mocking tone:
“A youth with light life, leapt off a cliff and ended their life.”
“A young man achieving success, with impaired limbs.”
“A middle-aged man in desolation, with a broken family and children dispersed.”
“Heaven gifted you your fate, heaven can take it back, the so-called high sky is but a fool’s dream, and this so-called ’heaven’…”
As the Demon Ancestor spoke, He paused, pointing to the seven-colored auspicious clouds beneath His feet, “Heaven is indeed low, the waist that should bend, best stay bent.”
As the words fell, the stone hall ceased to exist.
Beneath the Demon Ancestor’s feet, no longer was there cloud, but the sky was blocked.
Under that vast firmament, all beings were like stray dogs, clouds like flowing light, after eras of shifts, all vanished into nothingness.
Only the Ancestral God was the ultimate authority above the firmament!
“This guy…”
Xu Xiaoshou was slightly dazed watching and listening.
He realized, the Demon Ancestor described Bazhun’an’s entire life.
Although some stories, like “leaping off a cliff ended life,” he had never heard of.
The Demon Ancestor, too arrogant!
How youthful Bazhun’an was once zealous, Xu Xiaoshou hadn’t seen firsthand, only saw Big Mouth Xiao’s portrayal.
But the arrogance of the devil, he had witnessed it, placing no one in His eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou looked back at Bazhun’an.
Bazhun’an stood with arms crossed, silent.
He still stood quietly there, excellent at cultivating character, not getting happy with material things, nor sorrowful with oneself.
The Demon Ancestor suddenly changed His tune, His tone became quite subtle:
“The ultimate Great Path is nothing but Godhood-Sealing and Ancestral, and Godhood-Sealing and Ancestral is nothing but fate.”
“Destiny, fortune, can all be altered, it depends on who does it.”
“Medicine Ghost incompatibility, Cursed Yin difficult to advance, are not long-term choices, since this world has a prodigy who defies fate, let’s see how the newcomer is.”
“And as the saying goes, a wise bird chooses its tree, the newcomer must choose the right tree to nest, coincidentally, I wish to be that phoenix-tree, to nurture a newly born Phoenix.”
He looked at Bazhun’an, seemingly about to reveal His hidden intentions, “Bazhun’an, cooperate with Me.”
What?
Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils trembled.
Went through all that, do you intend to pry into my trump card?
The Demon Ancestor gave ample weight: “Cursed Yin I can sell you anytime, Medicine Ghost as well, the path of return to zero does not exist, following procedure is the right path, I am your best choice.”
Xu Xiaoshou simultaneously looked at Bazhun’an.
But saw that Bazhun’an was unmoved, shaking His head: “No cooperation.”
The Demon Ancestor chuckled, casually.
In a daze, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to see a scene of the future.
Bazhun’an’s sword opening the Mystical Gate, but what came out behind the door was not the opportunity to become Gods, but the innate form of the Demon Ancestor, Cursed Yin as One Body of Technique Evil, and Medicine Ancestor that had walked the cycle of life and death.
The Three Ancestors standing side by side, behind them was the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion.
Kong Yuhen sat within the pavilion, sitting atop a tea table, smiling and raising a cup to a toast, crashing through the frame of time, Bazhun’an drank bitterness till the end.
A sudden jolt, awakening spirit coming back.
Xu Xiaoshou realized, at some point, the Demon Ancestor seemingly glanced at him, softly sighing:
“A wise bird, chooses its tree…”
This guy!
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