I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3153

Chapter 3153: Chapter 1611: Fate Divine Seal Bestows Fortune and Misfortune, Meeting Nian Cursed Yin Hesitates at Life and Death_3

“Let’s go, next stop!”

The latter didn’t move, staring at Lord Shou’s empty hands, “What are you doing?”

“I’ve secured it!”

“What’s the use of securing it now? Blood ownership, while I still have some strength, now! I’ll be your guardian!” Hallmaster Dao said with drooping eyelids, clearly irritated.

Oh, so that’s your plan?

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I bleed now, Cursed Yin enters my body, you use your Overlord strength to wipe us both out in one go, take back the Fate Divine Seal, and then emerge from the Divine Relics—perfect ending?

Xu Xiaoshou’s expression looked grim.

Without further ado, Hallmaster Dao sighed lightly:

“Lord Shou, you’ve misunderstood…”

I misunderstood my ass, stop calling me Lord Shou, and stop using honorifics!

“Direct strategies should be countered with direct measures. Now that It fears me, asking you to claim ownership of the Fate Divine Seal under my watch is a ploy to lure the snake out of its hole…”

Am I the piece of meat used to lure the snake out of the hole?

“It will surely see through this ruse. Hence, It will not dare to show itself. But if you claim ownership secretly, or in the future, It has the chance to bide its time and execute Its hidden intentions…”

Such pretty words, so in the end, I take all the risk alone, and you decide whether to fight the fire or not based on how big the flames are?

“Thus, from this perspective, claiming ownership now is not only all advantage and no harm; it can also cut off one of Its escape routes and disrupt Its direct strategy.”

Elder Dao the Flamboyant, you’ve really smashed my face with your abacus beads!

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help shaking his head, his gaze moving up and down as he looked at the person in front of him as if seeing him anew, muttering in wonder:

“Only today did I truly understand who you are.”

Hallmaster Dao smiled faintly, leaning on his Overlord cane like a god, “Today, I am just a guard for Lord Shou.”

Write a book then, Elder Dao the Flamboyant, titled “The Art of Speaking,” I want to learn… Xu Xiaoshou felt inferior.

Hearing the whole spiel, he clearly knew that making a contract with the Fate Divine Seal was greatly perilous, yet he felt Hallmaster Dao’s words were so convincing!

Taking this risk to strive for an opportunity seems so essential!

Even with his protection and the security of the Heavenly Ancestor backing him up, if anything were to go wrong, it could still be salvaged!

But opportunity and danger coexist.

Where did the danger go, talking and talking it just vanished, eaten by a dog?

“Really, it’s all good?”

Xu Xiaoshou, holding the Imperial Jade Seal, seemed to have been really persuaded, and with a naive look, he asked one last time.

Hallmaster Dao nodded with a smile:

“Most likely.”

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What a “most likely”!

Xu Xiaoshou swore he wasn’t moved by the flamboyant elder’s words.

If this was before entering the ruins, he wouldn’t have thought twice about outright rejecting such a hare-brained suggestion.

But now, let’s call this “The bold are artful”!

Considering the state Cursed Yin last revealed, even if It emerged, it’s still unknown whether It could harm him.

Xu Xiaoshou genuinely wanted to be that piece of meat luring out the snake, to test whether Cursed Yin was really something to be concerned about, whether he could actually lure It out.

If you do not enter the tiger’s den, how can you get the tiger’s cubs?

“Drip.”

Without further thought, a drop of blood falls, and the Fate Divine Seal emits a soft glow.

Without any obstacles—with the immense intent strengthened by the Will Dao Disc—Xu Xiaoshou easily bypassed multiple tests and found the core of the Fate Divine Seal.

The Blood Contract is formed, binding takes shape.

Just in time, the plaque in his hand turns into an illusory starlight and disintegrates, no longer having a fixed form, but his mind buzzes, as if connecting to another Plane.

There lies the broken walls, collapsed palaces, and countless uncountable “handshake” patterns…

Very good, very good.

Xu Xiaoshou is amused by the irritation.

So, you decided to set me up? That’s why, after destroying everything, you marked your territory, and then gave me the Imperial Jade Seal?

Didn’t expect, did you, that after contracting the Fate Divine Seal, all the marks would be so vividly tagged that I could wipe them away easily?

Xu Xiaoshou instinctively wanted to erase all the handshake patterns to avoid potential disasters.

He suddenly remembered that Elder Dao had mentioned the essence of the Great God Descending Technique was to imprint the patterns into the “memory” of all things, something that doesn’t have much to do with the handshake façade…

Unless Hallmaster Dao himself is killed, these handshake patterns could all be false; they are deliberately marked for others to see.

Upon this thought, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but gnash his teeth in irritation.

“Hallmaster Dao, you’re truly disgusting!”

After venting his feelings, overthinking wouldn’t help.

Xu Xiaoshou left the handshake patterns as they were and, with his intent sinking into the Fate Temple and relaxing, he soon touched upon a huge mass of pure God-Slaying power behind the scenes.

Hallmaster Dao was indeed not just talking big.

Just by looking at the nature and quantity of the God-Slaying power at this moment, saying that it is a real divine priest inheritance is not an overstatement—almost equivalent to the power that Heavenly Ancestor’s Inheritor had stored in the Dragon Pearl!

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou thought that even if a wisp of Ran Ming’s Divine Sense suddenly appeared to communicate with him, asking him to help It fight against Cursed Yin and reclaim the Divine Relics, it would be completely possible.

Just then, his speculation became a reality.

From within the God-Slaying power, a phantom suddenly emerged.

However, it was somewhat different from what he had expected.

The phantom turned into a Divine Throne, and atop the throne, a three-headed and six-armed purple figure appeared, resting in a dozing posture, with hand seals, and chuckled:

“Boy, you do have some courage…”

“A wisp of thoughtful intent, meeting with Cursed Yin?”