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!”

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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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Yan Wuse had not finished his words when his thoughts seemed to freeze, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He saw the contorted face of a young man, and it was clearly not Kong Yuhen but... Xu Xiaoshou?

So, he and Number Two were subdued by this imposter?

How could he possibly possess the power of a demi-saint?

Or was this a clone of the Storyteller? But a clone of such form clearly did not exist!

There was no time to think. Yan Wuse's consciousness stiffened.

Standing right before him, Kong Yuhen, now reverted to Xu Xiaoshou's true form, raised his arm, which had darkened like withered black wood, while his sleeve gently rustled like dried leaves in the wind.

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