I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3932: Chapter 1881: Humiliation_3

"The beloved remains, as if a lifetime has passed."

"The Path always lingers, walking the Path is difficult, more difficult than reaching the blue skies."

"Sword Deity Hua, let me ask you... what happens when a banana falls to the ground?"

In the high sky, Bazhun’an was teetering.

He truly couldn’t bear to hear the word "banana" anymore, nor could he bear to look directly, his toes curling tightly.

He hated knowing the answer beforehand, that now looking at Hua Changdeng, seeing everyone in the five regions seriously pondering...

Like a clown!

Should I answer?

For a moment, Hua Changdeng didn’t want to follow Xu Xiaoshou’s rhythm—the last time he did at Yunshan Emperor Realm, the Ancestor Stone had been stolen.

But Xu Xiaoshou was too serious!

"Coincidently, I also have a pot of wine."

He suddenly moved, took a step forward, and also produced a golden goblet and a pot of wine.

As he poured wine into his cup, not only the ancient swordsman from the five regions...

"Do I also have wine?"

Even before the spiritual cultivators, a golden goblet appeared.

Moreover, Lord Shou’s virtual image stood tall in the sky, just like Bazhun’an pouring wine for the world.

He was more generous!

He poured wine for everyone!

Lord Shou held the golden goblet in front of him high, showing respect to Hua Changdeng, but didn’t drink from it.

Instead, he recited while pouring wine into the Spirit Lake, filled with boldness:

"I have a pot of wine, enough to comfort the dust."

"I pour it into the river and sea, gifting it to the people of the world."

Bazhun’an was momentarily stunned.

Even knowing the answer, he was stopped by the last line.

The five regions cheered on the generosity of Lord Shou, how could they not give face, shouting "good" as they downed their wine in one gulp.

Hua Changdeng was cornered...

He couldn’t believe that the Xu Xiaoshou, who spoke "I pour it into the river and sea, gifting it to the people of the world," was the same one who played hide and seek with him in Yunshan Emperor Realm.

After taking a deep breath, he grabbed the golden goblet in front of him, drank it all, and laughed heartily:

"Good!"

"A good banana!"

"In my view, the Path that slipped from the Sword Ancestor’s grasp thirty thousand years ago, now either lies with Xu Xiaoshou’s Flame Python, or above Bazhun’an Jianwo... Well then, show your moves, I’ll give you this face of ’gifting it to the people of the world’."

Hua Changdeng was no longer restrained, he flicked his wrist and cast the Ghost Hunter into the vast Sword Sea.

Xu Xiaoshou’s pride was as high as the clouds, only wanting to help Bazhun’an prove his name through the Path.

Why not give it a try, and let’s see after these 21 famed swords are gathered, whether the scenery following the sword can truly suppress my three swords Sword Demon?

The Ghost Hunter was cast into the Sword Sea.

Everyone saw it, and Lord Shou was stunned.

Hua Changdeng looked up, his eyes somewhat heated.

Yet he saw in the high sky, Bazhun’an’s state was off, his body tight, shoulders shaking, as if trying hard to suppress something...

Reason told himself, something wasn’t right.

But the madness of "a cup of wine for gifting" was telling himself otherwise, was it not him?

Hua Changdeng slightly frowned, his emotions slightly calmed.

Jin Ren too couldn’t understand if his "gifted wine to the people of the world" was sung too passionately, or if the Will Dao Disc’s extreme realm was overstepping, which even led Hua Changdeng to actively gift a sword...

This was not in his plan.

My highlight wasn’t over yet, I haven’t even revealed my Flame Python, your Ghost Hunter, I had another plan to deal with!

"Sword Deity Hua..."

"Hmm?"

"Your understanding..."

"Was I wrong?"

Looking at the earnest Hua Changdeng, Jin Ren swallowed hard, he went all out too.

He was even tied up by himself, hard to back down:

"Brother Hua, too high and rare."

"Your insight is unique, my evaluation is, it’s too grandiose."

Seeing the crowd’s emotions slightly suppressed, Jin Ren felt a bit relieved, gradually taking back control of the rhythm, and said with a smile:

"When a banana falls, it’s not as grand as Xiao Wanfeng, Brother Shuangxing, Brother Hua you described."

"A banana is just a banana, after falling from height, bruised and battered, it just becomes..."

What did it become?

Hua Changdeng’s neck craned slightly forward.

At this moment, even he anticipated Xu Xiaoshou’s correct answer.

The five regions were quieter than ever, the world awaited, displayed across many scenes, millions of fans all betting, joining in the discussion.

All was silent!

All eyes on them!

Jin Ren’s lips twitched, nonchalantly said:

"The banana hit the ground, swelling and bruising, and so, the banana became... an eggplant."

With that, squeezing his left hand, a banana appeared, he shook it.

Another squeeze, and an eggplant appeared in his right hand, he swayed it.

Compared to the banana, the eggplant was fatter, the eggplant was purpler, indeed giving a sense of being beaten swollen and purple, not at all lacking a factual reasoning.

"..."

The whole world fell silent at this moment.

High above, at an unseen position, the Eighth Sword Deity used the Swordless Sword Technique to vanish. Perhaps there was something urgent he needed to attend to; no one knew what it was.

Sword Deity Hua was in a daze for a full three breaths of time.

"Buzz..."

Then, he still couldn’t recover; he had a ringing in his ears.

His mind felt like it was forcibly invaded by a saboteur’s stick, disrupting his original battle rhythm and thoughts with unreasonable, violent stirring.

Chaotic, jumbled thoughts, mingling with the nonsense Xu Xiaoshou spouted, morphed into a slushy mix that was nearly suffocating.

Whether or not the banana ended up swollen and purple, Sword Deity Hua didn’t know.

He only felt his face burning intensely, as if slapped and swollen; his face turned purple!

"Buzz..."

The world buzzed.

Sword Deity Hua’s eyes were almost red, not just because of the Red Ghost Inscription.

"Poof!"

An unusual sound came from the Spirit Lake, so piercing it was.

Sword Deity Hua looked over and saw that Mei Siren finally understood something, slapping his thigh and laughing loudly, blood spraying from the hole in his chest.

"Buzz!"

Countless eggplants spun into Sword Deity Hua’s mind, swirling and almost dizzying him to death.

"Puchi."

The Spirit Lake emitted another peculiar sound.

Sword Deity Hua didn’t want to look, but his peripheral vision caught those guys preaching with golden beads raised.

The person called Hong Niang laughed until her body swayed.

Her mouth opened and closed rapidly, the words unheard but likely filled with mockery and cursing.

"I..."

Sword Deity Hua saw it all! He saw it all!

Those who couldn’t hold back their laughter simply laughed.

Those who could barely hold it in had shoulders shaking, bodies tense, exactly like Bazhun’an before.

So...

At that moment...

Bazhun’an knew what Xu Xiaoshou was planning...

"Buzz!"

The ringing intensified!

Eggplant! Eggplant! Eggplant!

Sword Deity Hua clenched his ten fingers tightly, nails digging into his palms, the sting as painful as his burning face!

He almost couldn’t suppress his fury, but Xu Xiaoshou’s one word suppressed everyone’s movements:

"Sword Deity Hua!"

Sword Deity Hua looked over, seeing Xu Xiaoshou pull out the Flame Python and slash downward.

With a thunderous noise, the Spirit Lake shattered.

Whatever Fengdu Phenomenon, daylight glow—all were easily cleaved by his sword.

The Spirit Lake was destroyed.

Lingyu Mountain was still Lingyu Mountain, everyone returned to reality, as if the mirage was all fake.

Yet the sky’s Sword Sea remained.

This told Sword Deity Hua, his humiliation, was not fake.

"Bang!"

Lord Shou stomped, creating a pit as tall as himself before everyone who watched his movements.

Pointing at the pit, looking at himself: "Come over."

What does this mean...

Sword Deity Hua didn’t understand.

Up till this point, he no longer intended to respond to Xu Xiaoshou, nor to think along his words. He actively gave up thinking.

Is this feasible?

Clearly not.

Lord Shou didn’t give up talking, the sword was his essence, as was his shamelessness:

"Come on, Sword Deity Hua, weren’t you looking for a pit? I dug it for you."

Buzz!

Following his words, the ringing increased, evolving into dizziness.

Sword Deity Hua almost couldn’t see the world ahead clearly, yet amidst the blur he still heard the wild laughter from the five regions and Xu Xiaoshou’s banter afterward:

"Jump into this pit, I’ll bury you, so you won’t hear everyone’s jeers~"

"Self-deception is shameful, avoidance is shameful, but it works~"

Sword Deity Hua looked around.

Everyone was mocking, laughing wantonly.

Eggplant...

His Path was the sword; the Sword Ghost had three, hiding its name in the world.

Now, because of an "eggplant," he’d become the focus, remembered by the whole world!

"Come on...the pit...good stuff..."

"Still can’t hear it...Old Deng...Master I...have been...humiliating you from start to finish..."