I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3826: Chapter 1845: Taking Action

"Little friend, don’t be afraid, we are good people~"

At the moment of falling into the abyss, everything went dark before his eyes, and in a daze, Xiao Kongtong heard the voice from his childhood memories.

It was a gentle female voice, from a woman as beautiful as an immortal, after many years, Xiao Kongtong still remembered her name.

"Big sister Yue..."

Whispering this name, the scenes before his eyes became chaotic, as if time had reversed, and he was back to his childhood.

The feeling of weightlessness vanished, and he stepped onto solid ground.

Xiao Kongtong hurriedly lowered his head and raised his hand in wonder, seeing two slightly chubby short hands holding a rolled-up book. Had he really returned to his childhood?

Sunlight cast shadows, and the street was bustling with people.

This was a familiar scene of Da Fu Street, which he had visited several times as a child with Grandma Hu from the orphanage, leaving a deep impression.

"At this time, I’m not yet Xiao Kongtong, I’m called... Kongzi?"

Xiao Kongtong unfolded the rolled-up book in his hand, which depicted an ancient swordsman riding a sword, with the words "August Poetry Collection" prominently printed.

Below was his favorite phrase: "The sky is one foot high, Bazhun’an, who dares to take half the Qingju?"

"Teacher..."

Xiao Kongtong was taken aback.

He realized something.

This wasn’t a return to the past, perhaps it was just a last moment of consciousness before dying.

But he remembered more distinctly, today, at this moment, he encountered the turning point of his life and fate, he met the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal!

"Teacher!"

He abruptly turned around, looking at a familiar spot on the street.

Among the ordinary people, Xiao Kongtong easily spotted a celestial couple with an ethereal aura.

The man was tall, with exaggerated gestures, while the woman was graceful and dignified, yet wore several gaudy bracelets.

As he looked over, the celestial couple also turned their heads and gazed back.

In just a flash!

With a swoosh, the flowing crowd on the street faded away, even the ethereal-looking woman seemed to disappear.

In Xiao Kongtong’s eyes, only the man was left.

As the man looked over, initially his brows furrowed, some astonishment, and some disdain.

Not long after, his eyes were filled with flickering lights, as if time was flowing through them.

In an instant, he transformed from a not-so-artful young man into a wise and experienced middle-aged man.

Eventually, he became the familiar mature and steady figure of the first-in-command saint servant, the Eighth Sword Immortal.

His gaze towards Xiao Kongtong was now tinged with approval.

"Teacher..."

Xiao Kongtong choked out.

As even the teacher faded away without uttering a word to him, he felt an overwhelming sadness.

And the scene of Da Fu Street, its vendors, all crumbled with the disappearance of teacher Bazhun’an.

Everything returned to zero.

"Boom!"

The world shattered, darkness assaulted again.

Xiao Kongtong fell heavily back into the abyss, shattering through time from the past to the future, until he landed hard on Lingyu Mountain, with nearly all his bones broken.

He lay on the ground, vomiting blood continually.

In his ears were the discussions of the spectators, yet he could no longer comprehend, perhaps only ridicule remained, mocking his audacity.

It didn’t matter anymore.

The world was bathed in blood, his mind dimming away.

Xiao Kongtong’s gaze was drooping, powerlessly looking up to the sky, even the sky was obscured by Phantom City, seen only as darkness, with no glimmer of light.

"Is this... the end...?"

The life he lived, all his experiences, rushed forth.

In an instant, the lantern rolled through his life, even if Xiao Kongtong held onto his obsession, he could only let it go.

He knew, the gap between him and Sword Deity Hua was too vast.

An insurmountable chasm, worlds apart, utterly incomparable.

"Let it go..."

Even the last shred of consciousness, was now persuading himself.

But as his eyes finally closed, the voice from his childhood on Da Fu Street emerged, teacher Bazhun’an finished transmitting the Path, granting him new life, and left like a drifting cloud:

"First Nine walks Mount Kongtong, laughing loudly at the Heavenly Gate."

"Immortals wish to ferry me, I deem their Path dimming!"

"One thought can be a Saint, one thought divides Heaven and Earth."

"Live this worldly life, why worship gods and immortals?"

In a moment of silence, Xiao Kongtong suddenly opened his eyes, a dazzling light erupted in them.

Yes!

Live this worldly life, why worship gods and immortals?

What if Sword Deity Hua is strong, knowing the inevitable outcome, he still unsheathed his sword, isn’t it also him, isn’t it also his original heart?

What I fight is not Sword Deity Hua.

What I fight, from start to finish, is myself!

"Sword..."

Xiao Kongtong no longer had the strength to move his fingers.

But within the call of his mind, the Kongtong Formless Sword flew over from afar, rallying its force, humming loudly.

The sword body flew, transforming into a rainbow light, lifting the fallen Xiao Kongtong, ascending into the sky.

"This is..."

The spectators at Lingyu Mountain, too, had returned from the past world.

Yet they saw the Fringe Moon Immortal City’s Eldest Senior Brother, clearly a moment ago, drawing more breaths in than out, with little time left to live.

In the blink of an eye, there was new movement!

This is an ancient swordsman, the unbeatable mantis, he wants to try a sword once again?

"Sword! Open! Mystical!"

Above the void, Xiao Kongtong’s deep voice boomed.

With this utterance, spectators raised their eyes in awe, seeing from the skies the descent of mystical light, sword force gathering, surprisingly rapidly evolving into the shape of a "gate".

"Mystical Gate!"

Gu Qinger from the Burial Sword Tomb showed a shock on his face.

The Eldest Senior Brother actually fought to this extent, wanting to attempt a sword of the Third Realm?

"This must be..."

Old Gou and Feng Tingchen were momentarily speechless.

With a severely injured body, forcibly opening Mystical Gate, regardless of combat strength, the outcome is already destined.

Xiao Kongtong, inevitably, can only become another Gu Yu.