I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3845: Chapter 1892: Reincarnation

"Sword Deity Hua has delayed too long, and it might lead to variables!"

Beyond the Seven Forbidden Time Realm Rift in the Shengshen Continent, a gigantic ancient japonicum rooted in the nameless expanse of the starry sky.

It appeared as a phantom, yet real enough, resembling a true ancient japonicum.

The long tendrils of the japonicum extended downward, swaying without wind, while the dense foliage faintly outlined a large human face.

Its full visage was unclear, its features unforgettable, yet it exuded an aura of kindness and benevolence:

"Why is there a need for an extra hour?"

"He hasn’t followed the plan; he must be cultivating his own ideas."

"Ideas ought not to grow unbidden; life should develop in accordance with rules. Any deviation from the norm should have those branches pruned as a warning."

As the japonicum’s leaves rustled, the soothing voice spread across the starry sky without conveying any presence, creating a refreshing breeze.

The starry sky remained silent, with no response for a long while.

Far beyond the phantom of the ancient japonicum, there stood a magnificent golden inverted pagoda, overpowering with Time Ancestor’s presence.

Beneath the pagoda, a bronze coffin laid resting; perhaps weathered by time, now blackened, it occasionally emitted thumping sounds resembling a heartbeat coming back to life.

With each pulse, the coffin’s board slightly bulged, black viscous demonic liquid oozing from the seams.

Yet, after oozing out, the inverted pagoda descends with Buddhist light to purify it.

The purification was not complete, leaving black spots, perhaps the reason for the bronze coffin’s darkening.

"Divine Farmer Hundred Grass, you’re too rash."

A few playful voices echoed from within the coffin, "Even if variables arise, how can you be sure they won’t favor us?"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, an enormous purple eye orb rotated, casting its gaze over, "Demon Ancestor, what do you mean, do you already know what the variable is?"

The coffin below remained motionless.

It seemed a bit indifferent to respond.

"I do know a frequent variable wielder named Xu Xiaoshou." The enormous purple Cursed Yin Eye continued to speak; in truth, it wasn’t merely an eye but also a human face.

Yet the eye occupied ninety-nine percent, pushing the other facial features and excess skin backward, bundled together like insignificant beans:

"Xu Xiaoshou is skilled in tactics, frequently devising tricks."

"I wouldn’t fear ridicule from either of you, when I first resurfaced, I didn’t take him seriously, yet let him achieve Harmonization of Body, Spirit, and Will, contemplating him as a potentially greater chess piece, maybe surpassing Ai Cangsheng."

"Unexpectedly, in the end, he deceived us more than once, along with Hallmaster Dao and Bazhun’an." The entity gritted its teeth slightly.

The japonicum’s crown swayed, its sound spreading across the starry sky:

"Xu Xiaoshou, a weakling indeed."

"Yet Cao Yihan and Bazhun’an are poised for reaching the Ancestral God Realm, just a matter of time."

"An hour, neither long nor short, might be what they lack. I can’t wait any longer; I wish to devour Sword Deity Hua for breaking the rules."

Scoffing sounds emerged from the coffin below: "Devour away."

The Cursed Yin Eye also laughed: "Beware, within your japonicum’s body, the sword may wield mysticism, striking you with a sword—such has been the way of swordsmen from ancient times; I too suffered from it and have been nurturing it till today."

"Can’t devour now..."

The japonicum’s voice was gentle, with a hint of regret, choosing not to engage the Cursed Yin, saying: "The Time Realm Rift is safeguarded by Thunder’s gatekeeper, an attempt to breach it swiftly is challenging. If one can enter the Shengshen Continent, the first move would be to devour him."

"That concludes it." The Demon Ancestor’s laughter emerged again from the coffin, demonstrating calm composure, "Casting long nets to catch big fish."

"Demon Ancestor, what are you hiding?" The Cursed Yin couldn’t suppress its curiosity, sensing Demon Ancestor had more than one post-game strategy, pondering whether it was shared with the Medicine Ancestor.

The starry sky was silent.

The coffin below remained still.

After a while, the japonicum spoke: "Coffin’s body, Sword Tower’s soul, Cold Palace’s intent, all Paths are unified, everything is prepared, yet Demon Ancestor is hesitating with this last step, afraid of what?"

"It’s not fear, it’s greed."

Greed, for Demon Ancestor, seemed never to be a derogatory term, speaking from the coffin without reservation:

"After Harmonization returns to zero, neither of you will be disappointed."

"But for now, the obstacles along the Path still need extra effort from both of you, to sweep them away."

Speaking eloquently: "Having been given peach, returning with plum, this ancestor expresses heartfelt gratitude."

What a filthy nuisance...

The frequently overlooked Cursed Yin had started cursing in its heart, after all it was two-in-one, why wasn’t it entitled to a response?

Hence, the Cursed Yin flashing giant purple eyes devoid of eyelids, curiously asked: "Demon Ancestor, have you met Xu Xiaoshou?"

The coffin below fell silent.

This time, finally there was a response: "Phantom Swords Technique, indeed explored extensively."

Explored extensively, do you need to say?

Is it really believed the celestial dragon unseen even to the tail, hidden deeply enough?

The Cursed Yin understands guidance, understands time, encompasses the greatness of all Paths, considering the Phantom Swords Technique, it believed itself encompassing the way of spiritual cultivation, embodying countless attributes.

What it sought to know, nothing escaped its eyes.

If no insight is provided, is this fool in the coffin really here just to drink a sip of soup?

"Xu Xiaoshou isn’t as easy as you think to deal with."

"This ancestor doesn’t care what you discussed, conversed about, reached cooperation or not, be cautious yourself."

"Bazhun’an isn’t foolish; he’s concealing people... Xu Xiaoshou won’t appear in this battle, but remember, don’t ignore this little fellow."

The Cursed Yin’s original intention was kind, knowing the Xu surname also possessed the capacity for Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor, with rather complex thoughts.