I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3186

Chapter 3186: Chapter 1623: With 3 feet in hand and 4 swords, the inclined has already divided the ruins of the sky

“Concentrated on self, huh…”

Outside is a storm, but the heart remains still as water.

When even Elder Dao the Flamboyant confesses his ignorance and admits to navigating step by step,

Xu Xiaoshou holds his sword askew, yet appears calm and collected.

The roles people play within a group are often not fixed.

Previously, there was no choice.

When he was a mere pawn, he dared not speak so boldly.

Now, Xu Xiaoshou feels he’s quite the versatile player!

He can be the reckless man, taking the offensive, especially now that Dao Qiongcang, the greatest mind, is by his side.

He could also be the wise general, controlling the situation, when Elder Dao, Elder Sang, Water Ghost, and others are absent.

In fact, he prefers being a supporting role, if there already is a brain, offensive power, and a constant emotional support team around—if only there was an audience as inconspicuous as Kong Yuhen, just laying there, blissfully complacent.

But now, facing the storm with his sword again, Xu Xiaoshou feels…

He has returned to his true destined role!

…

“Unknown…”

Looking ahead.

The path forward is unknown, Cursed Yin is unknown, and how to wield the sword is also unknown; this all too greatly resembles his past.

Xu Xiaoshou has never been exceedingly brave.

Yet along the way, the unknown has wrought miracles, challenges have forged courage, and without need to train his gall, his hand has never trembled with the sword.

And…

“Sword!”

The vicious sword unfolds in a flicker.

Fingertips gently brushing past the sword body, he could distinctly sense the resonance between the sword and his soul.

Facing the same storm.

The same deep hidden undercurrents beneath calm waters.

Having cultivated the Witness Sword Technique till now, Xu Xiaoshou doesn’t know how Bazhun’an managed in the past, but he feels his compatibility with the Fourth Sword today… is complete.

And the sword!

From Tiansang Spirit Palace to today…

Each path has its advances and halts, some stopping, some moving.

Like Cooking Expertise, Painting Mastery, etc., ranked at the bottom of priorities, halted long ago.

Ancient Sword Technique!

Xu Xiaoshou has never laid it down!

“There’s a saying that goes well…”

In the midst of the storm, Xu Xiaoshou flips the Fourth Sword from side to side, lowers his eyes to observe, lightly chuckling:

“If not in a hurry to proceed, the Way of the Sword would be the most romantic path, wouldn’t it?”

…

What is he raving about?

Hearing these words in the battlefield, Hallmaster Dao takes a fierce blow and retreats, spitting blood.

He doesn’t look very pleased.

Not hurt by the blow, but outraged!

It’s been said to concentrate on swordsmanship, yet here you are indulging in empty fanciness, even spouting such flirty words…

“What?”

Quickly, Dao Qiongcang turns into a dumbstruck duck.

Just then, with that sound in the storm, a melodious sword chant rises sharply, and immediately a three-foot faint glow bursts from the tip of the Fourth Sword.

“Buzz!”

The Way of the Sword Disc blooms like a lotus in the air.

The surrounding Qing Gang storm is swept away, and the rules of the great paths involuntarily stall.

Upon closer inspection.

Xu Xiaoshou’s feet dazzle, his body vibrating at a high frequency so fast it seems still.

And the Fourth Sword is also trembling slightly!

For some unknown reason, suddenly they have achieved a perfect harmony of Man and Sword as One!

“Heavenly Unravel?”

“No, it’s not Heavenly Unravel!”

“Just simply, very compatible…”

In Dao Qiongcang’s view, at this moment under the green storm, “Xu Xiaoshou and his sword” seem to form the most perfect picture.

He rummages through his mind unable to find any other resplendent words to describe this scene, eventually, only one word springs to mind:

Appropriate!

Just appropriate, nothing else!

“What a flirtatious ancient swordsman…”

Dao Qiongcang secretly marvels, a trace of envy he doesn’t even notice seeping from his eyes.

Just a couple of sentences, and he could mentally control a Divine Instrument comparable to Xuan Cang, effortlessly elevating his combat strength to 120%.

Just a change in posture caught the battlefield’s attention, involuntarily drawing everyone’s focus towards their group.

Ancient swordsman…

Why!

The Divine Secret is flamboyant too!

But every time Hallmaster Dao flaunts himself, others always react with extreme disdain and irritation, as if they wish to disembowel him with their stares, just longing for an answer.

The intrinsic flirtation of an ancient swordsman…

Well, it has a hint of celestial energy amidst the flirtatious.

Dao Qiongcang can only look up to it, finding it hard to imitate even the “Six Dao Qiongcang·Sword Immortal Way.”

This is precisely what he resents about Bazhun’an!

Hate born from envy, the thing he hates the most about ancient swordsmen is that he cannot learn this aspect!

But however much he resents, Dao Qiongcang sears this image into his mind, mentally removes Xu Xiaoshou, inserts himself, and imagines this scenario unfolding under the watchful eyes of the entire Shengshen Continent…

Instantly, he feels lighter as if he has floated up, imitating unconsciously, without making a sound, he murmurs:

“If not in a hurry to proceed, Divine Secret would be the most romantic art, wouldn’t it?”

Yours?

Yours is not bad.

But from now on, it’s mine!

…

Sword?

Amidst the storm, sharpness suddenly arises.

Cursed Yin is the first to sense the anomaly, and when he glances over, he too is momentarily taken aback.

“How strange…”

The one known to grow, the “Heavenly Ancestor’s Inheritor”, from the “void giant race”, “dancing with a halberd”…

All subjective impressions relating to Xu Xiaoshou flash through Cursed Yin’s mind, summarizing to the word “crazed man”.

Yet he simply cannot reconcile this image with the person in front of him—despite previously witnessing both Xu Xiaoshou’s remarkable intelligence and sword force.

“The Power of Sword…”

Indeed, from this young man, he sees a potential comparable to the Ultimate Giant.

But belonging to “Sword”!

It’s as if he isn’t the Heavenly Ancestor’s Inheritor but rather the Sword Ancestor’s Heir!

The Sword, with its celestial demeanor, a gentleman’s tool, skilled in both moving and overpowering, naturally also masters killing, truly not favored by the void giant race.