I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 4371: Chapter 2029: Kneel Down (Part 3)

Instead of causing casualties due to delaying the aftermath, it might be better to detonate the Imprint of Intent within Saint Xin’s body at this moment, and ruthlessly impose amidst the Apricot Realm citizens, sacrifice him once again.

"My dear Xu, do you still remember your good friend, your path?" Just at this moment, the Spirit Rhinoceros Technique moved, and Dao Qiongcang’s chuckling voice came over:

"You know, my dear Xu, I’ve always stood by your side."

"Previously, all the pretense and deceit were just to fool demons, drugs, and curses, but you absolutely cannot believe them."

"You didn’t know that when your true self emerged from the time realm, I was delighted and congratulated you, but the coldness in your eyes deeply wounded my heart."

"Should you be heartless, I dare not take another step forward, nor offend further; but my dear Xu, you must know, in my heart, we are still close friends, our bond is strong as gold!"

What kind of scheming are you up to again, you crafty thing?

The sudden confession wants to act as a one-sided sycophant?

Xu Xiaoshou heard the voice, yet his heart moved, the decisive emotion softened, for he felt that extremely subtle power of memory flowing.

At that time, Jin Ren left the Imprint of Intent in Dao Qiongcang’s divine palace, and Dao Qiongcang found out but dared not erase it, which revealed his current thoughts.

Likewise, the silence of Xu Xiaoshou also helped Dao Qiongcang, a fellow schemer, immediately understand that this guy indeed has plans, and is now toying with Saint Xin.

Dao Qiongcang sighed heavily, offering Three Incenses in his mind to Saint Xin in advance.

Saint Xin, oh Saint Xin, you have provoked a petty villain!

...

"Impossible!"

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes turned red, stepped forward, and swung his sleeve with force:

"This ancestor has spoken beforehand, those who enter my Apricot Realm, receive my protection, how can it be possible to slaughter my realm’s citizens due to personal feelings?"

In the Guiding City filled with deathly intent, suddenly a ray of hope emerged, moving everyone’s gaze.

This is indeed the Lord Shou we follow...

Saint Xin’s eyelids drooped, shaking his head silently, and sighed:

"What a noble Lord Shou, sacrificing your junior sister’s life for a false reputation of righteousness."

"In truth, you’re just stingy about your name, merely hypocritically selfish."

"Since you’re unwilling to act, let this ancestor help you."

Saint Xin finished speaking, did not attack Mu Zixi’s spirit or intent, but raised another hand:

"Demon Slaughter!"

With a thunderous crash, a giant demon-cloud hand emerged beneath the Guiding City, directly crushing over three million cultivators within.

A cry of wailing was silenced, completely exterminated!

"No—"

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes almost burst, lunged forward, and picked up Hidden Bitter, ready to kill Saint Xin, seemingly completely mad.

"Lord Shou, halt."

Saint Xin calmly raised the two masses in his hand, intending to crush.

Xu Xiaoshou was pinned on the moral pyre, forced to halt his steps, left only with a desperate, helpless rage, much like Saint Xin himself when the sword tower and Twelve Swords were seized.

Joy!

Saint Xin’s heart was delighted; how could the word ’joy’ suffice?

He paid no heed to Xu Xiaoshou’s suffering, nor planned to relinquish tormenting this guy, continued his Yama’s call.

This time, breaking through the psychological bottom line, targeted three entire Guiding Cities.

One with two million, another seven million, a third with thirteen million people, not just cultivators, including mortals, unarmed, old, sick, and frail ones.

"O righteous Lord Shou, take action."

"I give you the time of three breaths, act to annihilate the people of the three cities, to teach your Apricot Realm citizens what truly defines a hypocritical beast in human clothing."

Saint Xin spoke slowly, with a sneering smile: "And if you still cannot bring yourself to act, nor open your mouth to ask for help, you need not say much, this ancestor will naturally resolve these obstacles for you, helping you sustain the hypocritical righteousness in your heart."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned, eyes trembling ceaselessly, his vacant glare swept across the top of the three cities, as if Saint Xin was questioning his true intentions.

Yes, what exactly is his path?

Is it sacrificing one person to save the masses, or sacrificing the masses for his own sake?

Junior sister, or the multitude within the Guiding City capable of providing Power of Name, or perhaps, as Saint Xin said, he turns out to be simply selfish and self-interested?

Seemingly wanting everything, actually unable to attend to anything, ultimately sacrificing all, including himself?

"Ah—"

The boiling soul, intentionally restrained spasming fingers, couldn’t actually hide the waves in Xu Xiaoshou’s Dao heart under Saint Xin’s gaze.

Diabolical Force even erupted around him, as if he was about to deviate and screamed.

At last, he covered his head with both hands, as if avoiding reality, hunched over in painful roar:

"I can’t do it!"

"I really can’t do it!"

Lord Shou...

Those within the three great Guiding Cities in the Apricot Realm finally showed intense disappointment.

Shattered!

The halo of godhood, at this moment shattering across the ground!

Setting aside all past legends, looking at the essence, this is merely a twenty-year-old, yet immature young man.

Xu Xiaoshou was even younger than most cultivators in the Apricot Realm; can his Dao heart, no matter how stable, ever stabilize against Saint Xin’s scheming?

Even with strong combat strength, can it break through the impasse of choice at this moment?

"I am doomed..."

The people within the three great Guiding Cities were ashen-faced.

The entire Apricot Realm audience, witnessing the collapse of Lord Shou, hopelessness surged.

In Shengshen Continent, Dao Qiongcang atop Zero watched this scene, equally dumbfounded.

His eyelids twitched, mouth corner trembled, face showed a spectacle of awe, then hurriedly glanced at Saint Xin, seemingly awed by Saint Xin’s terrifying scheme, almost to the point of worship and prostration.