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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With a mere twist of his clasped palms, they folded neatly against his chest.

As if a Spiritual Cultivator unraveling a bounded domain, his aura seamlessly melded with the surrounding realm.

When the faint gleam of the azure sword flickered in his eyes, he almost seemed to transform into a translucent phantom.

Within a few miles, ethereal spirits were conjured.

They were unconscious apparitions drifting aimlessly, fragmented beast souls, or the lingering regrets and resentments of the deceased...

Under the veil of night, the snow-capped mountains became incredibly eerie.

It was as if the realm of the living had connected with the realm of the dead; mortal souls venturing here risked being petrified by fear.

Countless spirits answered the call of the Phantom Sword, now an extension of Xi's will.

They served as both ears and eyes.

Reflecting on the Supremacy of Divinity (1)