I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3375 - 1683: No Tigers on Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, Lord Shou Brandishes the Halberd to Dig the Soil_3

Chapter 3375 -1683: No Tigers on Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, Lord Shou Brandishes the Halberd to Dig the Soil_3

That luck, doesn’t it become yours alone to enjoy?

Oh, no wonder Lord Shou has risen so quickly. Turns out every successful lord has a tree planted behind them?

“City… Ah, the city Lord Shou mentioned must be the Jade Capital City he moved, right?”

“I heard his small world was born from chaos, and it already contains an ancestral tree, Dragon Apricot. But why is Lord Shou’s appetite so large? Having a Dragon Apricot isn’t enough, now he wants the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus as well?”

“Damn, I want to enter the Apricot Realm too. I want Lord Shou to invite me into his world to live. Why wasn’t I in the Jade Capital City at the time!”

“Seems tickets have been released. The news just spread recently, but they’re crazy expensive, and it seems you have to pass a ‘Lord Li’s Realm Entry Test’ too…”

“Lord Li? Who’s that?”

“Don’t know, but anyone who can trade entry tickets to the Apricot Realm must not be simple. They might even be the Dragon Apricot’s avatar!”

“Hiss, looking at it this way, it’s an opportunity… Shengshen Continent is out of strength, cages everywhere. Heading into a new world to pioneer—I like that!”

“Eh, when you put it like that, seems quite reasonable?”

Some were passionately discussing.

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Some frowned at those passionately discussing.

But more people showed keen interest in participating in the discussion about “Apricot Realm.”

Indeed, across the five regions, Dao Imparting Mirrors simultaneously brought up countless individuals with “insider information” just as Lord Shou pointed his Finger Sword at the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus.

A gentle breeze stirred.

“Apricot Realm entry tickets are being traded,” “ridiculously hyped,” “expensive things must have their reasons,” “the best world for Spiritual Cultivators to reside in,” “no need to ascend the Sacred Mountain, two ancestral trees will guide your cultivation”—such rumors spread far and wide.

The Nine Sacrifices Gui Spirit Body clearly didn’t expect it. She merely shrank back in fear, yet somehow had already been included by a certain Lord Li among the names tied to Apricot Realm’s two ancestral trees.

Faced with Xu Xiaoshou’s polite inquiry of “would you kindly grant me the honor?” she didn’t dare respond at all.

People may be ignorant.

But cautious advice cannot be ignored.

The Nine Sacrifices Gui Spirit Body trusted Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang deeply. She remembered Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang’s advice from before: when confronted with Xu Xiaoshou, just stay silent.

She could play dumb, but Fang Wenxin and the other demi-saints couldn’t play deaf any longer. With a serious shout, they tried to awaken Xu Xiaoshou to drop his rebellious ambitions:

“Xu Xiaoshou, what are you trying to do!”

From the sidelines, a crowd of demi-saints from the Foreign Aid Faction, unable to endure further, echoed in outrage:

“She is an ancestral tree!”

“She suppresses Shengshen Continent’s luck!”

“Outrageous! You, you petty thief, don’t even think about robbing her! Do you really think our Sacred Mountain is empty?”

Feng Zhongzui palmed his forehead.

Sometimes, he truly couldn’t distinguish whether these demi-saints were being manipulated by Lord Shou to put on an act or unconsciously spouting their pompous delusions.

If the Sacred Mountain had people, would Lord Shou even reach this point?

“You people…”

Xu Xiaoshou chuckled and shook his head, unsure whether these individuals were trying to stop him or tempt him.

The things they say…

If she weren’t an ancestral tree, why would I want her?

If she couldn’t gather a realm’s luck, why would I need her?

Now, you resist me by preaching justice and morality, but when you tried to kill me and needed legitimate grounds, the term “petty thief”—back then, it was already considered mild!

“Clearly, I’m not much of a good person, am I?”

Under the gaze of the five regions, Lord Shou openly admitted his defined identity: “I’m the second-in-command saint servant, the Tower Master of the First Pavilion in the Sky. Do I need to follow your rules when handling matters?”

Silence filled the arena.

The Nine Sacrifices Gui Spirit Body’s gaze became thoroughly panicked. Her delicate hands clutched tightly onto Fang Wenxin’s garment hem as though grasping at a life-saving straw, softly trembling: “Don’t…”

Xu Xiaoshou shifted his tone, sweeping his sleeve as he declared: “Of course, as Xu Xiaoshou, I wouldn’t stoop to outright robbing an ancestral tree in broad daylight—that would be no different from the Holy Hall’s plundering of ghost beasts’ freedom.”

Fang Wenxin and the others’ faces darkened, about to retort, but under the faint, terrifying aura hinted at by the young man opposite them…

The saints sealed their mouths shut—unable to open their lips—unable to utter a sound.

“I only extend invitations.”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled slightly, his expression sincere as he looked at the Ninth Divine Priest, quickly calming her uneasy emotions with his gaze, speaking earnestly:

“Ninth Divine Priest, this junior formally invites you to reside in the Apricot Realm. Regarding this matter, it’s already been discussed with Senior Dragon Apricot, who has no objections.”

“Our sincerity is overwhelming. If only you accept, the Apricot Realm’s name could even be changed to ‘Gui Realm’ right away—what do you think?”

The Nine Sacrifices Gui Spirit Body released her grip from her tangled skirt, frantically waved her hands, stammering: “No need for that…”

How grand!

This was far too grand!

From the Nine Sacrifices Gui Spirit Body’s perspective, Xu Xiaoshou was already an immensely powerful figure on the continent.

Capable of confronting Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang and Lord Ai Cangsheng—this wasn’t something just anyone could do.

His words were practically an implication that if she agreed to his invitation, Shengshen Continent might as well rename itself Nine Sacrificial Continent!

What merit, what ability?

Why come to this?

I am merely a Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus tree…

“Then, following your wishes, no need to rename ‘Apricot Realm.’ Oh?” Xu Xiaoshou feigned belated realization, his eyes lighting up, “So then, Lord Nine Sacrifices has agreed to this junior’s request?”

No!

You mustn’t agree!

Fang Wenxin, the gathered saints, and people from the five regions simultaneously grew alarmed, fearing Xu Xiaoshou might use coercion, forcing the Ninth Divine Priest to nod in affirmation.

If so, it would grant him legitimate grounds to seize the ancestral tree.

But evidently, they both overestimated Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus and underestimated Lord Shou’s character—he wouldn’t even attempt coercion, would he?

“If you agree, shake your head. Surely, just nod then. I’ll follow your wishes fully.”

“No…” Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus shook her head repeatedly, then realized her mistake and nodded continuously, before reverting to frantic head shakes again: “Uh… uh… uh!”

She seemed suddenly struck mute, staring in disbelief with her beautiful, ethereal eyes at Xu Xiaoshou.

For a long moment, she couldn’t utter half a word.

“I understand.”

“You’ve accepted my invitation and affirmed my sincerity… This is a junior’s honor.”

Xu Xiaoshou nodded in acknowledgment, then abruptly retrieved the Dragon Painting Spear, rushing over to the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus’ true form, immediately bending down to dig at the soil.