I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3471: 1713: Perfect morality flows like water; evil bears it. Seek advice from my friend and offer a brilliant sacrifice - 2

Chapter 3471: Chapter 1713: Perfect morality flows like water; evil bears it. Seek advice from my friend and offer a brilliant sacrifice – 2

“Just stab us to death with a sword, Ai Sect!”

“Was this all part of the plan too? It must have been, despicable Xu Xiaoshou!”

“Primordial Emper… ugh, Lord Cang Sheng! What is bearable, who cannot bear this!”

…

The greatest virtue is like water.

The greatest evil is like the bottom!

In the Southern Region, upon hearing the entire “Primordial Beast,” Zhong Yuanzi, as an outsider, went completely numb.

His back, palms, and soles were all cold, all trembling, all sweating.

Fortunately, I am not one of the Ten High Nobles, nor do I have the demeanor of the Ten High Nobles.

Fortunately, I can’t get involved in your war, fortunately, I am an ant, and I am unworthy!

The open spear is easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are hard to guard against.

This kind of confrontation without the flash of blades or the shed of blood is even more chilling than a real fight.

“Xu Xiaoshou, truly a wicked one!”

Zhong Yuanzi had previously advised Lord Cang Sheng to shoot the arrow, now he really wanted to advise him to endure, to not act impulsively.

However…

Xu Xiaoshou is truly traitorous, thieving, and wicked!

He is forcing the Primordial Emperor to act.

He wants to shatter Lord Cang Sheng’s steadfast Dao heart.

He even calculated early on that all this would happen today and wrote it into the “Primordial Beast.”

“Indeed, if even such humiliation can be endured, wouldn’t Lord Cang Sheng be exactly as described in the writing…”

“Knowing its gentle nature, not easily angered, hit it, scold it, its heart remains as a firm ice block?”

Such a wicked one, observed across the five regions, only with Hallmaster Dao called forth might there be a chance to break Xu Xiaoshou’s cunning plot.

But Dao Qiongcang is already Xu Xiaoshou’s bosom buddy!

The two are colluding together, interpreting collusion to the extreme!

“Hopeless…”

Zhong Yuanzi shivered, glimpsing from the corners of his eyes.

He dared not look directly, nor did he dare to probe with saint’s will.

He was afraid!

Afraid of disturbing the demi-saint!

Beside him, the Primordial Beast on the wheelchair… no, Lord Cang Sheng, had already become dazed early on.

Upon hearing the initial “Thus there was a Beast,” to “perverted humanoid,” he had already reached for the Evil Sin Bow.

He understood.

Too clever for his own good!

Yet, one is still curious.

With nothing else to do, he decided not to act.

Lord Cang Sheng really wanted to hear what Xu Xiaoshou would say about him, what words in the present could break his protective Dao heart?

The “Primordial Beast,” thus emerged in the world.

After hearing the piece, Lord Cang Sheng couldn’t even lift the Evil Sin Bow.

He sat back on the wheelchair as if he had died for half a day, his body completely stiff.

Zhong Yuanzi could see, however, from Lord Cang Sheng’s face, the black face as if smeared with ink, discern a bit of life.

He was very angry.

Who wouldn’t be angry?

Even a dead man could be roused to life by that wicked one!

When Lord Cang Sheng returned to consciousness under the “Primordial Beast,” the surrounding air pressure plummeted to freezing point, causing destruction across a thousand miles.

“Ugh!”

Zhong Yuanzi groaned, nearly spitting blood from heavy pressure, hurriedly flashing and retreating.

None of my business!

I am an insignificant character!

Escaping the terrifying arena, he looked back to see, centered on the osmanthus wood wheelchair, the barren nearby ground seemed to bear the force of a gravitational field.

Even the Dao Imparting Mirror, the very mirror capturing Lord Cang Sheng, cracked into a cobweb pattern with a loud snap.

“Don’t shoot! Endure it!”

“If he’s pushed you this far, it means even greater traps await you. If you shoot, something even more infuriating might come… you must not shoot!”

Zhong Yuanzi really wanted to shout these words.

But how could he dare, he knew what he understood, Lord Cang Sheng probably understood too.

But still…

That Xu Xiaoshou, truly not a man!

…

“Maintained!”

“Look quickly, the Primordial Emperor, he actually calmed his emotions!”

The image on the Five Domains Preaching Mirror, originally split into two, now split into three.

The newly emerged image featured only Lord Cang Sheng.

He drew his bow from afar, pointing into the void, face as black as ink, yet appearing to hesitate, unsure whether to release the arrow.

Even though this image was fragmented by numerous cracks, rendering Lord Cang Sheng indistinct and blurred.

People of the five regions wouldn’t bother with such details.

It can be understood!

Even if this Dao Imparting Mirror shattered, leaving no image, everyone would accept it, even more so.

It didn’t shatter?

The Feng family is impressive!

This mirror, it’s capable of withstanding the wrath of the Cang Sheng Emperor after incitement, broadcasting the fury of Ai Gou to the world… the Feng family deserves to bask in celestial glory!

“Shoot?”

“Shouldn’t he?”

“If even this can be endured, isn’t he exactly as Lord Shou described, ‘hit it, scold it, heart as firm ice’?”

In front of the Dao Imparting Mirror, people watched eagerly.

But after a while, Lord Cang Sheng truly lived up to the demeanor of an emperor, enduring even this.

He slowly lowered the Evil Sin Bow.

In the blurred and fragmented image, everyone saw Cang Sheng Emperor’s chest heave dramatically a few times, as if taking deep breaths.

At this moment, in the central Saint Mountain image, Zhu Yike, unaware he had been aimed at by the Evil Sin Bow, spoke with a lively step:

“Dog?”

He hadn’t left.

He repeatedly looked back at Feng Xiaoshuang.

In the eyes of everyone, it was as if he looked towards the people, and also towards Lord Cang Sheng, scrutinizing him!

“I’m about to leave, where’s the dog Lord Shou mentioned?”

The response was only the violently shaking image of the Dao Imparting Mirror.

The unspeakable suffering of Feng Xiaoshuang was expressed vividly, his nervousness apparent on the mirror.

“Tsk.”

Zhu Yike, receiving no response, shrugged, completely giving up waiting.

Things were supposed to end here.

But at the very last moment, Zhu Yike insisted on throwing in one more flattery.

He turned sharply, darting to the Dao Imparting Mirror, almost sticking to Lord Cang Sheng’s face, laughing cheerfully.

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