I Am Loaded with Passive Skills Chapter 4171 - 1964: Memory3

"What Lord Leopard said is correct, the records do indeed say so."

"The only discrepancy is that Feng Zhongluo died half a month ago, accidentally fell off a cliff, and his body was found and cremated by the Feng family."

Li Fugui’s mind buzzed. In other words, there’s no one to verify this, just a na left in ’history’?

After pondering for a long ti, he looked at the little girl in front of him and ordered:

"From now on, wear the ’Anti-Dao Guidance Bead’ at all tis, and do not turn it off voluntarily."

"If my records show that your bead is turned off once, it will be assud you have been Possessed, understand?"

Xiaoxiao’s body trembled, and she nodded heavily: "Yes!"

"Furthermore, during any subsequent conversations with , if anything I say contradicts your mory, you must remind ."

"Yes!"

"And base everything on your current mory."

"Yes!"

"All discrepancies, no matter how small, should be entered into the ’mory Paradox’ jade scroll."

"Yes... huh?" This ti, Xiaoxiao couldn’t nod her head heavily, "Lord Li, if we calculate that way, there will be more than just three points recorded in the jade scroll."

Li Fugui understood well the scope of this task, considering he was up against Hallmaster Dao.

But with only two beads, having just escaped from death and not yet fully recovered, and with not an especially strong ntal strength, the heavy burden had to fall on Xiaoxiao’s shoulders.

Besides, Xiaoxiao was still young, full of energy, and with greater ability cos greater responsibility. Clearly, she could do it; her response was always a simple "Yes."

Li Fugui just took a deep breath and settled the matter, saying: "First, tell the three important aspects you found."

"Oh..."

Xiaoxiao seed to have so of her vitality and vigor suddenly drained, but quickly regained her serious deanor, saying:

"The second ’mory Paradox’ is directly related to the first one, regarding the beliefs of the Divine Sect."

"The Divine Sect, since ancient tis, has only ever worshipped one Ancestral God, called the ’Dao Ancestor.’"

"From Xiaoxiao’s understanding, there has never been any ’Dao Ancestor’ in the five regions throughout history, so it’s speculated that the Divine Sect worships a fabricated Ancestral God."

"But according to the latest historical records, it was clearly recorded that during the era of the Ancestor of Sorcery, one of the Ten Ancestors was the Dao Ancestor."

Damn!

If it weren’t Xiaoxiao standing there, a professional intelligence personnel daring to confuse truth and lies to this extent, Li Fugui would have slapped them and burned their body like Feng Zhongluo’s.

Li Fugui suppressed his furiously twitching eyebrows and asked coldly, "Among the Ten Ancestors, with the Dao Ancestor there, then who’s missing?"

"Ti Ancestor."

Bullshit!

Although the Ti Ancestor had no sense of presence, the Ti Ancestor truly existed.

During the era of the Ancestor of Sorcery, known as Cursed Yin, the Ti Ancestor had appeared... huh?

Li Fugui paused for a mont. Had the Ti Ancestor really appeared?

After recalling carefully, he found that no matter in which historical record, the Ti Ancestor seed to only have a na, without any detailed events recorded.

The Dao Ancestor passed down a Divine Sect, while, in contrast, the Ti Ancestor’s existence is barely supported by using Kong Yuhen... huh?

Wait a minute!

Why would I even have such ridiculous thoughts, "the Dao Ancestor passed down a Divine Sect?"

This thing is fake!

Fake!

Li Fugui pinched his brow, sighed powerlessly, and his expression beca worried.

It feels like depending solely on the bead given by Lord Shou and not mastering Lord Shou’s Will Path... any interaction, there’s bound to be so trickery. Hallmaster Dao’s mory infiltration is utterly unavoidable!

"Continue."

"Yes!"

Xiaoxiao nodded heavily again, returning full of vigor, but her eyes were still void of focus:

"Lord Li, Xiaoxiao hasn’t finished the second point yet."

"Within the internal fragnted records of the Flower Pavilion about Abyss Island’s civilization, Xiaoxiao found that Abyss Island’s civilization never acknowledged the ’Ti Ancestor’ as an Ancestral God."

"What do you an?" Li Fugui beca interested. This is a bit outrageous, how co he doesn’t rember anything like that being in the Flower Pavilion’s records?

Xiaoxiao said, "Abyss Island civilization regards the Holy Demon dicine Ghost art, Sword Dragon Battle Heaven, these as Ten Ancestors recognized by Shengshen Continent, while the Ti Ancestor is an External Ancestor."

External Ancestor, what even is that?

Xiaoxiao, you search through these things every day; aren’t you also being affected?

"Lord Leopard!"

Li Fugui gestured behind him, and a bearded Lord Leopard approached, "Lord Li."

"Now, imdiately, tell all the Ten Ancestors you rember!"

Lord Leopard replied without hesitation: "Holy Demon dicine Ghost art, Sword Dragon Battle Heaven... the Shengshen Continent Ten Ancestor incantation, easy to recite."

"Get out!!!"

Ridiculous... Lord Leopard flinched and ran off, covering his ears.

Xiaoxiao finally realized the terrifying aspect of this mission and why Lord Li took it so seriously.

It’s not that Shengshen Continent’s history has a problem.

It’s that the mory of people living within Shengshen Continent, and those associated with the Plane of Shengshen Continent, everyone’s mory has experienced problems?

The Dao Ancestor appeared out of nowhere with a legacy and squeezed into the ranks of the Ten Ancestors?

Whereas the ever-indistinct Ti Ancestor was even squeezed out of this world in the mories of people like Southern Region’s Lord Leopard?

"Tell your third."

Li Fugui felt a chill at the back of his head, and only by touching the amulet’s bead did he find a footing to stand on, "You say this third ’mory Paradox’ is unrelated to Hallmaster Dao?"

"Yes!"

Xiaoxiao nodded heavily.

After pausing for a mont, she nodded heavily again and added, "Lord Li, I gathered a lot of information and found anomalies in the ’Saint Servant Nine Thrones.’"

Huh?

Moving onto the Saint Servant’s ho base?

Li Fugui’s heart skipped a beat but remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

Xiaoxiao pointed at the jade scroll in his hand and said, "There are a total of ten people in the Saint Servant Nine Thrones, with two unusual points."

"First, Fringe Moon Immortal City’s Xiao Kongtong, according to so records clearly took the Saint Servant Token as the tenth seat."

"So records show that he never took the token, and observing his past actions, he operates secretly without a token, which confuses Xiaoxiao."

Li Fugui, being from the Flower Pavilion, knew these secrets well, others might not, but he certainly did.

Xiao Kongtong did not hold the token!

He was rely a nad disciple of Bazhun’an, acting on behalf, collecting fad swords!

"Rember, he doesn’t have a token." Li Fugui said decisively, "Is there a second?"

"Yes!"

Xiaoxiao nodded heavily: "It’s about a person called ’Luo Jing.’

Luo Jing, who’s that?

Li Fugui was montarily puzzled.

Xiaoxiao stated, "While collecting materials on Saint Servant Nine Thrones, ’Luo Jing’ was a na that lingered in my mind, but I was never able to rember specifically who he was or find any information on him."

"Ultimately, after collecting all the people of the Saint Servant Nine Thrones, I discovered the information on the Saint Servant Sixth Seat is off-limits to , so I wanted to ask Lord Li, is Luo Jing the Saint Servant Sixth Seat?"

What nonsense Luo Jing!

The Saint Servant Sixth Seat was responsible for intelligence work in the Western Desert and directly headed the entire ’Great Desert Ridge’ organization.

Others might not know the Sixth Seat’s na, but how could I not?

"Hiss!"

Li Fugui thought for a mont and realized he genuinely couldn’t recall the na of the Saint Servant Sixth Seat, despite being sure he had seen and asked about it!

"Who was it again?"

"Anyway, it wasn’t ’Luo Jing,’ I have no recollection of such a person."

"Right, his code na includes the character ’Six’ and has another character, what was it..."

As these thoughts trailed, Li Fugui pondered deeply.

Afterward, his pupils trembled, and his voice followed suit in uncertainty, his expression extrely frightened:

"Six... Dao...?"