I Am Loaded with Passive Skills
Chapter 3636 - 1771: Ghost Buddha_2

Chapter 3636: Chapter 1771: Ghost Buddha_2

"Dare!"

"Sure dare!"

"When the time comes, I’ll definitely beat you flat!"

The father stopped his body, kicked his foot, and the straight-handled round-headed hammer spun with a hum on the ground, just barely stopping at the edge of his toes.

Little Erzhu looked down in confusion but didn’t retreat a step, until his father ahead coldly smiled and said:

"If you’re on the straight path and the hammerhead is me, one of us will die; I won’t hold back. Do you dare to fight?"

A stunned look, then one of surprise.

Little Erzhu shot up his gaze in shock.

Cao Erzhu also raised his head in shock.

In his memory... he forgot if there was such a moment, even forgot how he responded back then.

Just when his younger self was supposed to provide answers.

"Dang—"

...

"Dad?"

Cao Erzhu jumped up from the bed, drenched in cold sweat.

The sound of forging from beyond the wall shattered his childhood, his heart pounding wildly.

"Another nightmare..."

"Lately, it’s not good to sleep."

Cao Erzhu yawned, rolled up his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned back the covers before getting out of bed.

He stepped barefoot only half a step, pushed the door open, and bent down to walk out.

"Morning, Dad."

At the forging platform, his father was still wearing the great cloak, gripping the big hammer and thinking about something, "Practice."

The iron door was still chained.

Through the cracks, the wild wind howled outside.

Just entering winter, the small town was already covered in snow, mirroring the dream scenes perfectly.

"Hehe..." Cao Erzhu laughed, scratching his head, feeling immensely happy.

Half a year passed.

Counting it carefully, since Big Brother Shou fought Ai Cangsheng, it had been seven or eight months, and the Central Region had entered winter again.

After that, he returned to the small town seeking, his father surprisingly revived and even rebuilt the house.

Miraculous!

At home for half a year, usually forging iron, his father soon stopped drinking heavily.

It’s simply the tranquility of time; there’s nothing happier than this under the sky.

"Only..."

Glancing at the window, seeing the sky with a broken corner, watching the unowned holy power, sword cognition, and soul shadow flashing occasionally outside the window.

Cao Erzhu understood that the happy times were limited.

"Dad, no practice today. I want to go out for a walk." Erzhu said while washing his face, putting on shoes, and speaking vaguely.

Cao Yihan was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting his foolish son to refuse, and immediately turned his head.

Not only was he tall and burly, but his face was broad, covered with horizontal muscles, and tiger-eyes shining with a fierce light.

This wasn’t a glare.

It’s the sober state after not drinking heavily.

Even knowing these, Cao Erzhu tried to adapt for a long time, but still couldn’t get used to it.

When rinsing his mouth, he felt a prickling sensation on his back, turned around embarrassedly and said: "Practice, I’ll make it up tomorrow!"

"Another nightmare?" Good, his father wasn’t glaring, and his tone was calm.

"Mhm." Erzhu nodded and then hissed, "But once I woke up, it seemed like I forgot what dream I just had..."

"You’ve been very sleepy lately."

"Seems like it?" Erzhu tilted his head in thought, with no conclusion, his father said:

"The Ghost Buddha is affecting you."

Thud!

A low, echoing heart-beat sound came from outside the shop.

The sound’s strength, capable of penetrating flesh and blood, went straight through the heart, marrow, and soul intent.

Cao Erzhu’s hair stood on end, as if a ghost scratched the soles of his feet, the whole person startled.

Then, he dejectedly said:

"I’ll be careful."

Cao Yihan said no more, put down the hammer and waved, heading towards the wine cellar:

"Remember the God Punishment Tribulation when going out, don’t be reckless."

"The power of the Ghost Buddha affecting you proves the Ghost Buddha Realm is no longer suitable for spiritual cultivators below the demi-saint."

"You should stay in the Apricot Realm, and by the way, tell Xu Xiaoshou this: I’ll rest today, won’t teach the Penetrating Divine Senses. Let him find Bazhun’an and hone his famed sword skill more!"

The ’famed sword skill’ created by Big Brother Shou... A flash of enthusiasm passed in Cao Erzhu’s eyes, he straightened, clenched his fists:

"Alright!"

...

"Bang!"

Only the chains were removed, and the iron door was yanked open by the fierce wind.

Cao Erzhu squinted his eyes, braced against the whistling flurries, and ducked out of the blacksmith shop, closing the door behind him.

After half a year, the small town was no longer the quaint Changde Town.

Looking up, what chilled the street was not the howling cold wind, but the rampant Sword Will, Holy Power, and ghosts.

"Hiss—"

Just as he showed his face for a moment.

A red-haired fierce ghost, no taller than a person, rushed forward with a horned single eye and claws three feet long like swords, shrieking harshly as it clawed at him.

Cao Erzhu raised his hand and zapped it with electricity.

The red-haired fierce ghost didn’t even have time to scream before it turned into green smoke and dispersed.

"Don’t come over!"

Cao Erzhu shouted explosively, and purple lightning coursed around him, full of Yang energy, perfectly suppressing these extremely Yin ghosts.

In fact, the earlier red-haired fierce ghost was not weak.

If this ghost rushed at someone else, at least an ordinary Master wouldn’t withstand a simple attack; some Dao realm Sovereigns not versed in the Spirit Dao Disc might even be worn down to death.

Indeed, God Punishment Tribulation is the natural counter to ghosts, and in these six months...

"Why won’t they sanctify me?"

Squeezing his fists, Cao Erzhu still didn’t understand, couldn’t he just break the shackles?

In half a year, he and Brother Shou were already at the same level, both stuck at the peak of Spiritual Cultivation Void.

The path forward was blocked, making it hard to defy fate and change destiny in a short time, so Brother Shou had treaded the path of the "Ming Sword Skill" over the past six months.

Cao Erzhu couldn’t learn so much, nor fuse it, only continued to follow his father, devoting himself to studying "God Punishment Tribulation".

Learning never ends.

His father’s realm, he feared he could never surpass it in a lifetime.

"Whoosh!"

As he was thinking this, an unowned Holy Power swept past in front of him.

Out of habit formed over the months, Cao Erzhu instinctively reached out and grabbed it, ready to swallow it.

"No, it’ll be polluted..."

He quickly gave up on this choice, uttering "Escape," and transformed into rapid lightning, darting toward the destination of this trip—the source of pollution where the Ghost Buddha was located.

As known in the Ghost Buddha Realm: unowned Holy Power can be freely swallowed, but if the Ghost Buddha’s inner voice influences people, it’s best not to consume it, as it will be polluted by Ghost Buddha Power.

What is the Ghost Buddha Realm?

Half a year ago, Brother Shou and his father joined forces to reconstruct the Ancient War God Platform, guided the Divine Relics, using Ghost Buddha as the starting point, encompassing nearly half of the Central Region’s land and lakes to create a "War God Realm".

The War God Realm spans half a domain, its rules supreme, capable of surpassing Taoization, meant for battle preparations.

People flocked here, yet before starting Enlightenment, within days, the Ghost Buddha caused disturbances, accompanied by that eerie heartbeat sound, began weaving dreams, spreading Ghost Buddha Power, soon the entire War God Realm was polluted.

To this day, those unable to escape the War God Realm have turned into fierce ghosts, wildlife has disappeared without a trace, all living beings except High Realm Practitioners might transcend, otherwise only those unafraid of death dared to provoke Ghost Buddha Power for cultivation.

Naturally, the War God Realm gradually changed its name to the Ghost Buddha Realm.

What is Ghost Buddha?

You Yuan without sleeves, that’s it!

...

"Sizzle—"

In just a few breaths, Cao Erzhu had already reached the ruins of Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe from Qingyuan Mountain Town.

Looking up at the horizon.

The horizon cracked open at one corner, exposing half the walls and city of Abyss Island.

Using this point, drawing a long line into the high sky, there was a huge rift across the firmament, resembling a black Rainbow Bridge.

At the highest point in the middle of the black bridge rift sat a Buddha statue filled with eerie devilish energy and enveloped by ghostly aura.

"Ghost Buddha!"

Ghost Buddha, was Sleeveless, the Sleeveless Saint Servant.

Even after half a year had passed, its essence remained unchanged, yet its exterior had completely transformed.

The current Sleeveless was no longer dignified and solemn as with the legacy intention of You Yuan; rather, its whole body was withered and rotten, its limbs oozing pus and emitting a stench.

Devilish energy emanated from the top of his head, condensing into a cloud above that did not dissipate; the purpose was unknown.

Ghostly aura seeped from his body, transforming into sword energy that spread in all directions, which was clear to understand—brush against it and you’ll be wounded, touch it and you’ll be infected, one careless move and you’ll be assimilated into a fierce ghost by the sword energy!

Clearly, the Sleeveless seemed sleeve-less, but was no longer Sleeveless.

Even if the inner will of Saint Emperor You Yuan remained, it feared that under unknown forces from various directions, he was already completely penetrated.

"What exactly is going to hatch from this!"

Cao Erzhu looked feeling creepy, sensing that changes in this Ghost Buddha should lead to the birth of great terrors.

What about protecting the Holy Divine Continent for a year as promised?

Just half a year has polluted half of the Central Region.

If it really reaches the end, will the entire Shengshen Continent be buried together?

"Hatching?"

Just then, a light laughter came from behind: "Little brother means that You Yuan may still procreate, and it’s egg-born?"