I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

“Where is this…” Taizai Ci mumbled as he struggled to open his eyes, trying to wipe away the blur in front of his face, only to realize that he couldn’t even move his fingers.

It took him a while, but he eventually made out that he was encapsulated in a container filled with a viscous liquid.

Through the transparent walls of the container, he could faintly see that it was a dimly lit, enclosed space.

And in this space, there were cylindrical objects similar to his own, neatly arranged…

There were at least a hundred!

“Drip, drip, drip…”

Footsteps came from outside the door, accompanied by a voice filled with doubt:

“…Are you sure this won’t cause any trouble? That is a demi-saint, along with the God of War’s power!”

“I have used Divine Puppets to attempt it many times, but they are still far from becoming carriers for the Power of Divinity.”

“Sigh, I should have never gone to Abyss Island; I underestimated those five old ones.”

There was a pause, then the voice lowered, seemingly reminding Dao, “You’d better be careful with your own family member too.”

The voice then stopped.

Taizai Ci racked his brains for a while, not recalling such a memory in his mind.

Where did this come from?

He tried to analyze the contents of this conversation:

“Divine Puppet…”

The only ones who use Divine Puppets are the Dao siblings, right?

No, only Dao Qiongcang calls them Divine Puppets; his sister’s are known as Xuanji Star Officials.

So, the person outside the door talking must be Dao Qiongcang!

“Hallmaster Dao?”

Taizai Ci did not know why he suddenly heard Hallmaster Dao’s words.

He remembered, before he entered the Divine Relics, Hallmaster Dao seemed to have already left Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, right?

Wait!

Taizai Ci suddenly realized the focus of the conversation was that the Divine Puppets could not become carriers for the Power of Divinity.

This conflicted with his memory.

Because Divine Oracle Number Two had mastered the Power of Divinity a long time ago.

And the Dao Qiongcang outside the door had not mentioned Number Two at all, but instead was concerned about his Number One.

Number One?

What is that?

Taizai Ci suddenly felt that spacetime might be in chaos.

The voice he was hearing now might have come from a Dao Qiongcang who had not yet created the Divine Oracles.

Dao Qiongcang in his younger years?

At this time, he might not yet have been the Hallmaster, that’s right, he didn’t refer to himself as “this hall.”

That raises the question…

Where is this place?

Who is he speaking with?

“Rumble―”

The heavy stone doors were opened, and blinding light seeped in.

Taizai Ci instinctively closed his eyes, only to realize that his eyes had never actually been open.

He was witnessing this unknown story from the dark space through a unique, third-person perspective.

Unable to withdraw.

Unable to end.

Unable to intervene.

Other than observing, there was nothing he could do.

After the stone doors were pushed open, two youths walked in.

One wore a flamboyant Feng crown, dressed extremely lavishly, adorned with gold and jewels, like a peacock in full display.

The other, barefoot and clad in a white, simple style, had a face of above-average looks, with the most distinguishing feature being two faint tear streaks beneath his eyes.

“Did he just cry?”

A strange thought popped into Taizai Ci’s head.

Soon, he heard the barefoot, white-clothed youth with the tear streaks speak in a voice tinged with a faint cry:

“Don’t worry, the Mournful Emperor in the Mournful Emperor realm has not much time left, and no matter whom he chooses, it is meaningless.”

“After all, I have already become his sole descendant.”

Mournful Emperor realm…

Taizai Ci struggled to remember, feeling he should have heard of this place in his memories, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall.

“Sole… tch!”

Hua Kongque Dao Qiongcang clicked his tongue and shook his head disdainfully, “Huai Zi, you are the first one who has ever made me feel disgusted.”

“Don’t call me Huai Zi.”

“Then shall I call you Bei Zi?”

“Call me Bei Huai.”

“Wuuu…”

Surprisingly, Hua Kongque suddenly broke down in tears, baffling Taizai Ci.

Such an absurd story.

What am I even watching?

“Bei Huai…”

He felt this name was oddly familiar but still could not remember what it stood for.

Bang!

The door was shut forcefully.

It seemed they preferred darkness, not needing light?

That one called Bei Huai, accompanied by the peacock, casually chatted and wandered in the pitch-dark room.

Hua Kongque was holding a notebook, acting as a listener, constantly recording something with great interest.

“You are the first guest to visit me here.”

“Then I’m very honored, Huai Zi.”

“Don’t mention it. If there’s a chance, I’ll take you to under the Great World locust tree; there are some living beings who have already successfully reincarnated there… Dao Qiongcang, I have mastered reincarnation.”

Taizai Ci’s heart jolted, both shocked by the statement and stunned by the confirmation of his guess.

Indeed, Hua Kongque was a younger Dao Qiongcang!

This period’s Hallmaster Dao didn’t seem to have the domineering air of being the Holy Divine Palace’s chief.

After hearing the statement, he stiffened and managed to squeeze out a smile in response:

“Heh heh, I’ve been a bit busy lately, maybe better not go for now.”

“Why?”

“I’m scared of death… no, that’s not it, I’ve told you, busy!”

“Aren’t you also consumed with your studies on the Life Path? I already have successful experiences… Dao Qiongcang, if it’s you, I’d be very willing to share.”

The atmosphere suddenly grew quiet.

Taizai Ci could keenly feel the earnestness and sincerity of the tear-streaked youth; he believed Hua Kongque… no, Dao Qiongcang would be able to understand too.

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