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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"Hallmaster, can you also play 'Injury Nan Ting'?" The only response he received was a tormenting cycle of nightmares entwined.


Yuegong Hui collapsed, mumbling mindlessly, her lips giving out a strange sound of powerlessness, like a woman's voice:


Dao Dai'er immediately followed up: "Hallmaster, come to my Qianshi Emperor Realm, I happen to have an open position there, missing a successor to the Holy Emperor."


"You're indeed unworthy, so you're not here to take the position, but just to come by, tonight."


"Nothing." Dao Dai'er condescendingly, indifferently replied: "This hall merely wishes to hear you play 'Injury Nan Ting' alone for me."


Yuegong Hui collapsed limply onto the ground.


The sound emitted was eerily reminiscent of the peculiar noise Yue Gongnu had heard back then through the ice wall.


The Buddha Sword Furious Immortal scratched a deep mark into the ground.


Chapter 1697: No Disaster Beneath the Stairway to Heaven, Still Playing Injury Nan Ting_3