I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

“Achoo!”

A sudden gust of dust arose in the God-Slaying Palace of the Fate Temple.

The solemn and majestic palace was filled with the atmosphere of antiquity and vicissitude, with bluish-brown stone slabs covered in dust and cobwebs hanging at the corners where the walls met the pillars.

“There’s someone…”

Hua Yuan stood with his sword slanted, listening to the sound of the sneeze echoing through the grand palace until it faded.

After ten Aura, he thought to move, but a loud muttering came from within the palace:

“So annoying, who is thinking of me!”

“If you’re thinking about it, just come in and see me, don’t mess around outside, it’s useless!”

Have I been discovered…

Currently in a phantom state, he left no trace like a goose flying, and under normal circumstances without revealing himself directly, it was very difficult for anyone below the Holy Emperor to detect him.

Looking back at the path he had taken, on the bluish-brown stone slabs of the giant palace, there were only a long string of human footprints, which were not his own—it should be that of the person inside who sneezed.

“The only one who arrived first.”

“Yue Gongli…”

That sneezing sound was too familiar, it had to be the shadow of Yue Gongnu, Yue Gongli without a doubt.

However, after bravely entering the Fate Temple alone, Hua Yuan encountered countless fantasy realms and had seen Yue Gongli at least ten times.

Since being tricked and stabbed the first time, he had been wary, successfully assassinating every other illusion of Yue Gongli he encountered.

“Would Yue Gongli in the main palace still be an illusion…”

Hua Yuan looked up, on the grand palace door hung a sign that read: “Equality of Fate.”

He stopped overthinking, purposefully emitted a sound of footstep, and split a phantom of himself to walk through the front door, while his true body penetrated the wall and disappeared from the spot.

“Who’s there!”

A startled shout arose within the God-Slaying Palace.

From the perspective of Hua Yuan’s phantom clone, looking past the dust-covered bluish-brown floor, on top of the eighteen huge steps, there was a long, massive black desk.

Behind the desk was a large high-backed throne belonging to the Divine Priest Ran Ming; on the throne sat only a relatively small human.

And a noticeably large Six Marrow Corpse King.

“Ah?”

The Six Marrow Corpse King turned back to check if it should strike.

However, Yue Gongli on the towering throne jumped onto the desk excitedly, pointing at the person approaching:

“Hua Yuan, you finally came, I’ve been waiting until the flowers wilted.”

Buzz!

Just then, Yue Gongli felt something wrong behind him, a chilling breeze arose.

Suddenly turning around, he saw a massive gate of hell cracking open behind his head.

A Fengdu Sword, bearing a chilling ghostly glow from above the sky, was chopping down fiercely, aiming to slay his soul body on the spot.

“Hua Yuan, have you gone mad, how dare you strike at me!”

Yue Gongli’s face was filled with horror, he never expected to defend against someone who was definitely an ally, never thinking the attacker would immediately aim to kill.

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

At the critical moment.

Yue Gongli didn’t have time to confirm the real identity of Hua Yuan in front of him.

He quickly grabbed the Yin Coffin, and as he threw himself inside, the hand seals were already completed changing,

“Descend, Cursed Yin Evil God!”

With a booming sound, the Fengdu Sword struck heavily on the Yin Coffin, but inside a vast and pure purple mist surged.

The mist pushed back the great sword, transforming into a three-headed and six-armed giant purple monster covered in long hair.

The long-haired giant Cursed Yin Evil God bit the Fengdu Sword in half, while a large hand from behind already captured the Hua Yuan who drew the sword, grasping him firmly in its palm.

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

“Die for me!”

Boom!

Under the palm of the long-haired giant Cursed Yin Evil God, Hua Yuan couldn’t even scream, instantly shattered to pieces.

Something’s wrong…

Yue Gongli, having killed Xu Xiaoshou, realized something was off.

Firstly, Xu Xiaoshou wasn’t this weak, and secondly, the Fengdu Sword wasn’t wielded by the “Hua Yuan” who just died; there was no connection between the two.

The one who struck, was still hidden!

Something’s wrong…

Meanwhile, hidden in the Dao of the soul, Hua Yuan also realized something was amiss.

Under normal conditions, if it were an illusion of Yue Gongli materialized within the Fate Temple, his one sword could have ended it.

But now, the Fengdu Sword couldn’t even penetrate his defense.

An illusion of Yue Gongli would certainly not summon his ultimate move, the “Cursed Yin Evil God,” right from the start.

“Xu Xiaoshou, come out, I’ve already found you.”

Yue Gongli shouted, squinting his fox-like eyes scanning the void, spotting the hidden one in the soul Path at a glance.

But using such shallow concealment technique against me?

No, no, this isn’t very Xu Xiaoshou.

This is definitely a decoy, perhaps even bait to fish… joke’s on me, I’d fall for that?

“Ah!”

Within the soul Path, Hua Yuan confirmed the identity and directly revealed his true body, sighing deeply:

“Yue Gongli, I finally found you.”

Oh, we just parted briefly, you hold such a grudge to kill me?

Yue Gongli found it funny, in this Fate Temple, who could kill him?

“Hua Yuan?” he casually asked.

Hua Yuan?

Hua Yuan was stumped for a moment, pointing at himself, uncertainly said: “I… am here?”

Pretending well?

Yue Gongli raised his eyebrows, staring at the “Hua Yuan” in the void not far away, somewhat regretfully said:

“It’s unexpected that you could kill Hua Yuan without me noticing…”

Indeed, Xu Xiaoshou did not know Hua Yuan, Yue Gongli was certain of that.

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