I Am Loaded with Passive Skills Chapter 3722 - 1805: Qianshi2

"Die!"

Jin Ren asked a question, then imdiately pointed a Finger Sword.

He couldn’t let anyone suspected of being Dao Qiongcang chat with him and sabotage his plan.

Swish!

The sword light swept through the air.

Just when it was about to land, the elders stumbled, their body staggered, and the sword light did not pierce their heart but only cut the rope tying wood to their shoulder.

"Ouch."

The elders cried out in pain and fell to the ground, scattering wood everywhere.

Lying prostrate as if crippled, they looked at the bloody wound on the shoulder, their face full of sorrow, and lanted:

"Life is rough, and people’s hearts are hard to fathom. As fellow cultivators, the old man is seventy, has accomplished nothing, and yet you won’t even spare an old man?"

Jin Ren sneered coldly.

Which genuine old man could evade the 10 Sections of the Finger Sword?

Which genuine old man, after being attacked, wouldn’t be fearing but making such lants?

"I’m just targeting your kind of enigmatic freaks!"

Jin Ren even willingly ignored the profound aning behind the elders’ words; the distant attack didn’t work, so he clenched a fist and rushed, about to smash the elders’ head.

"Sigh..."

The elders didn’t avoid, tears streaming down from old eyes; facing their death, they could only lant:

"The pursuit of the Path is harder than ascending to the sky!"

"Imagine my entire life wasted, chopping wood for more than seventy years, with only twenty-three years left to reach the ’ten years tree shape, hundred years human growth’ path, unexpected to et such a fate today..."

Boom!

Their head exploded into a blood flower.

At the abrupt end, flesh splattered, covering Jin Ren’s face.

This punch felt as if hitting a mortal, without any sense of solid impact, nor triggering any defense; the old man was dead.

"Did I make a mistake?"

Jin Ren showed hesitation, blood and flesh stuck to his fist, feeling he had mistakenly killed a good person.

Every person in Qianshi is cultivating?

Was he being too cautious, only to go astray, haunted by shadows?

"No, it’s all Dao Qiongcang’s trick or Dao Qianshi’s deceit; they must have discovered my presence..."

Jin Ren quickly dismissed the distracting thoughts, yet his heart was stirred, considering whether next ti he ets soone, he should ask them about Qianshi first for so understanding?

No!

Everything that derives is incorrect; only what eyes see is real!

Jin Ren took a deep breath, put the matter aside, glanced around the forest environnt, snapped his fingers and scattered the old man’s ashes.

He relaxed, continued his journey, wanting to gather more information about the Qianshi Emperor Realm while still alive.

The forest path was winding.

Jin Ren traversed unconventional routes.

He turned back, pondered for a mont, directly imrsed in water, walked on waves, penetrating deep into the mist at Lin Lake.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of water echoed for a while, until he reached the middle of the lake and saw a small island with a cool pavilion.

Jin Ren was suddenly awakened.

No, I’m not here to roam Qianshi; my mission is to pollute the mark.

A chill ran through his heart; he hastily called for his true self, and the true self promptly responded:

"Don’t panic, keep going."

Jin Ren stabilized his mind, relieved not to lose contact.

With a twirl underfoot, the Will Dao Disc was about to step out; just as Jin Ren was about to continue the mission, a sharp cry ca from the lake island:

"Heh!"

This was a young girl’s voice.

Accompanied by this cry, a strong wind burst forth within the pavilion, causing the lake’s aquatic grasses to sway and the ripples to swell.

"Soone’s here?"

Jin Ren held his breath and concealed his aura this ti without imdiately attacking; instead, he activated "Vanishing Technique" and "Independence."

This combination would render him invisible, even Dao Qiongcang wouldn’t see him.

As long as Cursed Yin didn’t descend, he could peep whatever he wished; first, he should explore so Qianshi Emperor Realm’s information.

Vanishing and Forgetting Status enabled Jin Ren to take the easy way out, directly onto the small island pavilion in the air, overlooking from above.

At the pavilion, a girl with pigtails, looking rely six or seven years old, bore a White Sword on her back, donned light linen attire, and practiced her punches in a horse stance.

She punched a fist at a ti, shouting "hah!" with vigor, showcasing innate talent.

Jin Ren hesitated; the girl seed familiar, yet he couldn’t recall whom she resembled.

Behind the girl, stood an elder with crane-like hair and youthful face, bearing an immortal presence.

He must be the "Teacher," instructing the girl in punching:

"Miss Keke, you exerted force erroneously."

"Force cos from the legs, legs rooted to the earth, even when punching, as the fist moves the legs should generate earth force, borrowing the waist and abdon’s whirlwind power, applying the shoulder and elbow’s brute force, striking through the fist and wrist thus..."

"Oh! I know, stop talking!" The girl, annoyed, interrupted angrily: "Easy for you to say standing, try doing a horse stance!"

"Alright." The elder conceded, took the horse stance, ready to demonstrate punching again.

The girl wouldn’t practice anymore: "Punching can’t change fate, practicing sword leads to immortality, I want to practice the sword!"

She swished the white long sword from her back, waved it, and Innate Sword Intent gushed forth.

"Miss..."

The elder’s face showed bitterness: "The Way of the Sword is arduous, nobody masters it, punching may be tiring, but it’s fundantal; at this age, if you don’t lay a solid foundation..."

"Shut up!"

The girl’s face turned serious, she stepped forward with her long sword, and sharply shouted:

"Wind rises with force, calling clouds to knead dreams!"

With a booming sound, a sword surged waves tens of feet, far exceeding the potency of punching.

At the pavilion, witnessing this sword, Jin Ren stumbled significantly, almost falling to the ground.

He recognized this sword!

Isn’t this...

"Who?"

The elder sharply raised his eyes, a fierce gleam unveiling, seemingly directly spotting the hidden observer.

With Vanishing Technique and Independence activated, can you still see ?

Facing the elder’s gaze directly, Jin Ren smiled silently, continuing to brazenly observe in secret.