I Am Loaded with Passive Skills
Chapter 2128 - : Under The Reign of the Holy Emperor, Everything Else Seemed Insignificant (1)
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Chapter 2128: Under The Reign of the Holy Emperor, Everything Else Seemed Insignificant (1)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âHow maddening!â
âI am really angry!â
Outside the Forest of Miracles, Mei Siren gripped his folding fan tightly and walked forward quickly.
He frowned as he stared into the distance. He could feel the surging Holy Emperorâs power from the distance. He cursed, but his tone was filled with worry.
âXu Xiaoshou, who did you learn this from? Youâre spouting such nonsense and care nothing about your reputation. If word gets out, wonât your reputation be tarnished?â
âXu Xiaoshou is just a child. He canât tell right from wrong. Who dares to teach him this?â
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âWas he courting for death, or was someone forcing him?â
Mei Siren squinted at Bazhunâan and got angrier as he spoke. He stomped on a tree stump, and splinters flew.
He pointed his folding fan angrily at the Abyss. âDonât let me catch him.
Otherwise, Iâll teach him a lesson!â
Bazhunâan stared at him. He wanted to keep silent.
However, when he saw the broken wooden stake, he could only sigh. He said helplessly, âNo one taught him this. Iâve only met him a few times.â
âDid I say it was you?â Mei Siren turned around angrily. âYou said no one taught him, but is there really someone who was born knowing?â
âMaybe?â Since he knew that this tiger was angry, he didnât stroke its beard. As someone who still respects his seniors, Bazhunâan purposefully avoided the anger of the old man.
âItâs best if heâs really born with knowledge. Donât let this old man know who led him astray!â Mei Siren glared at Bazhunâan and sighed, âBut itâs true. Who in the world would be so heartless?â
âA vicious tiger doesnât eat its cubs. If whoever it was has the intention to make use of the younger generation, itâs not too much to kill them with five lightning strikes. Not to mention cultivating the seedlings and helping them grow, itâs imperceptible to make them grow like spring breeze and rain.â
After pausing for a while, Mei Siren grabbed his folding fan. His gaze was like a sword as he looked back. âDoes my words make sense?â
Bazhunâan opened his mouth, but he did not dare to agree. âThere is indeed a little logic in themâŚâ
âOnly a little?â Mei Siren blew his beard and glared.
âXu Xiaoshou is not an ordinary person. The infusion of the Holy Emperorâs power is not to spoil the seedlings, nor will it damage his foundational roots. Instead, it will allow him to familiarize himself with this power in advanceâŚâ
âOh? You mean you want him to aim too high, and who are you trying to absolve by not damaging his foundational roots? Do you think his condition is stable now?â Mei Siren pointed at the air.
Bazhunâan looked up, but his turbid eyes couldnât see that far. He could only see a white flame in the distance.
âI canât see. My Spiritual Cultivation is only at the third realmâŚ.â
Mei Siren was so angry that he waved his folding fan.
Rotten wood canât be carved!
âIn my opinion, he learned it from you!â
Mei Siren quickly waved his fan. He had almost wanted to carve out the words on the fan and embed them into the eyes of Bazhunâan.
âI canât admit that. I didnât teach him that. If you say that it was Sang Qiye who taught him, then itâs fine.â
âHeh, even if you didnât teach him, do you think he will not learn from your example?â Mei Siren sneered.
âThe way of education does not necessarily require direct verbal instruction.â âWho was the first to raise the flag on the wrong path?â
âLater on, when the young people were still unclear about the concept of right and wrong, wouldnât they easily go astray if they followed the flag to the wrong path?â
Hearing this, Bazhunâan frowned, âMaster Siren, what are you talking about?â âWho do you think he looks like now?â Mei Siren closed his fan and pointed.
The Abyss Holy Emperorâs power swept over as savage voices sounded from afar.
What âInsignificant individuals, being noisyââŚ
What âHow dare you provoke me? Youâre disrespecting the invincibleââŚ
All magnified!
Bazhunâan was rather happy when he heard this. He couldnât help but recall the scene when he was young and frivolous, traveling the world with Wen Ting.
Soon, his smile froze.
âMaster Siren, if you have anything to say, letâs be direct about it. Thereâs no need to beat around the bush.â
âGood! Then Iâll tell you clearly. If he didnât learn it from you, who did he learn it from?â
âIâve never taught himâŚâ Bazhunâan paused, realizing that his path had been blocked. Why did he need to preach the path of enlightenment face to face?
âHumph!â The old Sword Saint snorted and changed the topic. âIf something happens to him, who will be responsible?â
âCan you take the responsibility?â Mei Siren interrupted him. He was fully prepared for this answer.
âYou want to nurture another you?â
âThree breaths for the innate stage, three years for Sword Deity, thirty years of silence, and now that they returned, continue with the Acquired Stage of Spiritual Cultivation?â
When Bazhunâan heard this, his eyes flashed coldly.
These words were too sharp. It was no different from tearing open his scar and sprinkling salt on it!
However, this ancient swordsman was a straightforward person. The gentle Mei Siren had already given him enough face by beating around the bush for so long.
He was the one who requested him to get straight to the point.
This time, the old man was extremely direct. It seemed that Bazhunâan couldnât blame the old Sword Saint.
Bazhunâan remained silent.
The only âfailureâ in his life could not be explained, and there was no need to explain it.
Seeing Bazhunâanâs silence, Mei Sirenâs eyes flashed with pity.
However, he did not regret saying this.
He was no longer looking at the present but at the future of Xu Xiaoshou, who was showing off his abilities.
If even he didnât dare to speak up, who else in the world would dare to speak up for Xu Xiaoshou in front of the Bazhunâan?
âMaster Siren, donât worry. I will protect him.â Bazhunâan broke the silence. There was no guarantee or oath. It was just a simple sentence.
Mei Siren took a deep look at him and moved his gaze away. He took a few steps forward, leaving behind his back. His sharp mouth was unforgiving, âEven You Tu couldnât protect you..â