Eat Apples Late at Night

Outer yard disciple of the Tiansang Spirit Palace, Xu Xiaoshou, had average talent. However, after coming out of his death seclusion, he realized that everything had changed.
He had received a Passive System with many strange, miraculous passive skills:
He would become stronger with every breath.
He would become stronger when he got attacked.
He would become stronger when he got mocked…
Xu Xiaoshou was forced to shout, “Oh God, I don’t want to be like this either. Everything I did was because I was being forced to! I am so passive!”

Nyoi-Bo Studio

I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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"Let the storm pour! Bring it on!"

With a look of utter determination on his face, Xu Xiaoshou stood on the smooth surface of the cultivation platform, his hands shielding his head.

His body was covered in bloody gashes. But he remained unmoved. Real men never backed down.

This was already his dozenth attempt. He'd realized that not only did the crushing weight of the waterfall serve as a great way to train his physical body, but every slash from a sword energy also served to bring him a little closer to his next cultivation level. He wasn't going to let such a fine opportunity at cultivation slip through his fingers.

As for the Passive Points that he was accumulating every 1.35 seconds… well, it didn't hurt, but he definitely wasn't doing this for a few miserable Passive Points.

The Ordinary Power of Thought