I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3872 - 1861: Longing (2)

Chapter 3872: Chapter 1861: Longing (2)

“One, Xu Xiaoshou is at the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, not even the immortals can rescue you. You are too lax; remember, girls should not go out at night.”

“Two, space is not sealed, not in exile, the Apricot Realm is always your fallback, but once you think of retreating, you no longer wish to retreat.”

“Three, I come here with no malice, you two don’t need to hold your swords and glare… Uh, in response, I just want to introduce someone to you, and have a few words for Liu Sword Immortal.”

Yu Zhiwen’s face showed not a trace of fear, she reached out to stop Li Fuyu from advancing forward, standing quietly on the shallows, the sound of the waves still roaring in her ears.

“Dao Qiongcang, do you have nothing to say to me?” She appeared very calm.

“Yes!”

Dao Qiongcang spoke heavily, stopping three yards away, bending at a ninety-degree bow: “I’m sorry.”

Yu Zhiwen’s face turned pale.

At that moment, countless words stuck in her throat, not a single one could be uttered, she was so furious her whole body tensed.

It’s hateful that Xu Xiaoshou is not here!

Li Fuyu watched, feeling extremely agitated, thinking if Xu Xiaoshou were here, how could Dao Qiongcang have the arrogance?

She had realized that Yu Zhiwen had lived from childhood in a closed “laboratory”, even the elders and relatives of the Path Division were all played by Dao Qiongcang!

To be polite…

There are simply no polite words to describe such despicable actions.

Neither is it cultivating the younger generation; such deception deserves execution, banishment to the Eighteen Layers of Hell, to receive a thousand cuts punishment!

“Dao Qiongcang, what are you here for?”

Li Fuyu took a step forward, shifting form and position.

Little Yu had shielded her from behind, her Sword Will surging, appearing ready to fight at a moment’s disagreement.

Dao Qiongcang straightened his back, his face changed, then he squinted his eyes deeply staring at the bowed Li Fuyu.

Suddenly, Li Fuyu felt a chill all over.

“Buzz!”

Hu slashed out…

Li Fuyu felt her thoughts scatter.

It turned out Hu was still in her hand, hadn’t slashed out, across Dao Qiongcang however laughed out loud:

“What I’m here for, I’ve already said.”

“The same words, I never like to repeat…”

After speaking, he did not pay much regard to Li Fuyu’s very rude act of representing him with a bow, after all, he’s not a person who holds grudges.

Snap!

A finger snap.

Beside Dao Qiongcang, starlight scattered, walking through the sea water, a graceful woman gradually approached.

Li Fuyu glanced out of the corner of her eye, immediately showing a look of surprise.

Yu Zhiwen even with eyes wrapped in black ribbon, covering her face, not yet fully blossoming, had the appearance of a stunning beauty.

This woman at a glance is even more considered exceptionally beautiful.

She was dressed in a blue and white cloud-patterned gauze dress, her hair piled high, pearl hairpins shimmering, a slender neck, skin like jade, lightly powdered face, her demeanor elegant and graceful, like a fairy from the Cloud Palace, her beautiful eyes looking around with unique charm.

One her, one Yu Zhiwen…

Stuck between the two, Li Fuyu was never a person who envied the vulgar, yet now even she felt a sense of self-consciousness.

That Cloud Palace woman walked towards them, her step-shaker swinging gently, her resplendence dazzling to the senses, contradicting her serene demeanor, she dragged a golden broadsword taller than a person, emerging from behind Dao Qiongcang.

“One look says they’re two kind-hearted good girls…”

The woman smiled gently, moved by the beauty of the two women in front of her.

Her eyes curved like crescent moons, full of goodwill, suddenly her willow brows raised, turning her head to look at Dao Qiongcang, a chill flickered in her eyes:

“Sorry for what?”

“And same words, don’t like to repeat…”

Her brows raised high, dragging the golden broadsword, her big eyes flashed with amazement, “Dao Qiongcang your wings are tough now, acting reckless in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm is one thing, but walking sideway on Shengshen Continent like a crab?”

“Uh, um, I…” Dao Qiongcang wiped virtual sweat from his forehead, shrank his neck, bowed back, his gaze frequently sweeping to the golden broadsword.

“Speak!”

“Ah, here.”

“Sorry for what?”

“Uh.”

“Have you become a goose again? Uh uh uh, who are you calling for?”

“No, I…”

“Looking back for what reason? Ali is not here, he already turned over a new leaf, but you haven’t yet.”

“…”

This woman, can actually suppress Dao Qiongcang?

Under the moonlight, watching the unpredictable Hallmaster on the beach become timid, Yu Zhiwen, Li Fuyu were both shocked.

Who is she?

Amongst the Ten Ancestors, there seems to be no female?

The only female Aunt Xiang among the Ten High Nobles, seemingly doesn’t look like this, nor can she suppress Dao Qiongcang!

This looks like Dao Qiongcang’s sister…

But Dao Qiongcang clearly only has a younger sister Dao Xuanji, not matching him even a bit…

No matter who she was, Li Fuyu could easily sense the goodwill that this woman exuded, and moreover, she noticed that right now, the woman intended to intervene and reprimand Hallmaster Dao on her behalf.

Reprimand…

Was that word truly appropriate when applied to Hallmaster Dao?

Li Fuyu’s thoughts were still churning, but the words slipped out of her mouth: “Hallmaster Dao used an entire Path Division to train his martial nephew, who is my younger sister standing beside me, but it turns out the entire Path Division are all his Divine Puppets…”

“Shut up!”

Before she could finish speaking, Hallmaster Dao’s eyes erupted with fierce light, and the divine Sinan turned rapidly in his hand, ready to attack.

He suddenly felt a chill beside his face and hurriedly stopped.

Turning to look, he saw an icy gaze fixed on him, with a golden broadsword in hand, radiating an intimidating cold light!

“Is what she said all true?”

“Ah, haha, well…”

“You’re still researching divine puppets, not only continuing but extending it to emotions and family bonds?”

“Uh, actually, no…”

“Dao Qiongcang, stand still!”

“Hey!”

Li Fuyu tried to provoke him, not expecting the woman from the Cloud Palace to truly become angry, with a reprimanding tone, aggressive and not like acting—she even dared to command Hallmaster Dao to stand properly.

Hallmaster Dao actually did stand properly, as if by reflex, with his hands attached to the sides of his legs.

But only for an instant before he hunched over, his face twitching slightly: “In front of juniors, at least I brought you back to the Shengshen Continent, give a…”

Ha!

The golden broadsword was raised high.

Hallmaster Dao’s pupils suddenly dilated.

Li Fuyu and Yu Zhiwen both showed different expressions, still finding it hard to believe it would develop this way, until…

“Boom!”

The broadsword slashed straight through the waist.

Hallmaster Dao’s body exploded with a roar, shattering more than a few jeweled belts and jade waist ornaments, and his entire being was nearly cleaved in half.

This sword strike was not only standing up for the two women but seemed to vent her own anger as well.

Hallmaster Dao already regretted how he treated this wicked woman back in the cold prison, as he felt the force at his waist lessen enough for him to endure.

“Hmph!” The two women heard only a cold snort from the sword-wielding fairy, frost splashing from her eyes, and her broadsword bursting with silver sword cognition, accompanied by ancestral source power.

“You’re insane?!”

Hallmaster Dao’s face turned to terror, hurriedly pinching a spell.

With a tearing sound, the golden broadsword, without hesitation, pierced through bone and back, slicing the unpredictable Dao Qiongcang into two halves, throwing both halves into the Southern Underworld to feed the sea’s fish.

“Whew.”

At this point, she set down the great sword, running a hand through the hair on her forehead, as if a great weight had been lifted from her heart.

Turning around, the woman thrust her sword into the beach, smiling brightly as she said:

“Sword Deity, Li Fuyu?”

Li Fuyu was slightly stunned, nodding blankly.

Her peripheral vision lingered on the spot where Hallmaster Dao’s bifurcated corpse had fallen in the distance, then her gaze moved to the golden broadsword…

No mistake.

It was precisely the Buddha Sword Furious Immortal from the paintings!

But this woman was definitely not the ancient swordsman!

However, merely ancestral source power could be explained, but she had even comprehended the sword cognition—Bazhun’an, Xu Xiaoshou’s sword cognition?

“And this sister is Yu Zhiwen, truly adorable!”

The woman took smooth steps forward, smiling as she glanced at the girl with black ribbon-wrapped eyes, even extending a hand as if to pinch her cheek.

Li Fuyu finally snapped back to reality.

She couldn’t allow this person to get any closer.

Protecting Xu Xiaoshou was not her responsibility, as he didn’t need protection, but safeguarding Yu Zhiwen was her only duty after being forced to become a member of the First Pavilion in the Sky.

Li Fuyu extended her hand to block between the two, hesitantly asking: “You are…”

Before the woman could speak, Yu Zhiwen seemed to have already decided on something, softly calling:

“Big Sister Yue!”

The woman smiled faintly, nodding lightly at Li Fuyu: “Yue Gongnu.”

Yu Zhiwen also beamed a smile: “Xu Xiaoshou mentioned you to me, and he also said that when Bazhun’an helped him in the Divine Relics, he mentioned you, that he… misses you greatly.”

Buzz!

The Angry Immortal Buddha Sword trembled.

Yue Gongnu’s body also shuddered, suddenly experiencing tinnitus.

The two women in front of her suddenly blurred, but the entire world seemed brighter by three times.

The waves from the Southern Underworld crashed in from behind her, the sound of water, and the urgent wind, all became inaudible, even the gentle voice of Yu Zhiwen mixed with other things she could no longer hear.

Nothing remained.

The whole world was reduced to those few words.

Yue Gongnu felt as if her soul had left her body, utterly distracted, standing stranded on the beach of the Southern Underworld:

“Little brat… misses me…”

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