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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills (Web Novel) - Chapter 4272: Martial Master (Part 3)
Chapter 4272: Martial Master (Part 3)
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Use it for yourself if you can.If you can’t use it for yourself, nail the coffin board shut, and don’t think about getting some fresh air.
“Hoo…”
Upon realizing this, Xu Xiaoshou slightly let out a breath of relief, and met War Ancestor’s gaze with resolute defiance, shaking his head firmly:
“No, senior should not have perished yet.”
“Otherwise, the will of the senior, called forth by this strange object, wouldn’t possess such spiritual quality.”
Saying this, Xu Xiaoshou stepped back half a step, with an apology already brewing in his heart, he bowed his head voluntarily, cupping his fists in an apologetic gesture:
“I beg senior’s forgiveness!”
“Also, to inform senior, since the Holy Ancestor Era, Shengshen Continent has gone through numerous epochs, producing ancestors in medicine, ghosts, swords, dragons, heavens, and techniques, even the glorious era once led by you, War Ancestor, is now in the past.”
“At this time, people cultivate with respect towards Spiritual Cultivation, essentially circling back to the Holy Path, unable to escape the clutches of the Demon Ancestor.”
“The Demon Ancestor is rampant, dismissing all schools, with only the Holy Path being revered, and until now, the inheritance of ancient martial arts has been left to decline, even with countless talents in the five regions, there are actually… only a few successful in the path of ancient martial arts!”
Xu Xiaoshou spoke tearfully, grief glinting in his eyes, shaking his head repeatedly.
At this point, the situation took a turn for the better, as he lifted his gaze, with renewed passion in his eyes, speaking with an unyielding tone, loudly proclaiming:
“I, Xu Xiaoshou, disdain to cultivate that Spiritual Cultivation, I strive to emerge untainted from the mud and to let the path of ancient martial arts flourish gloriously once more.”
“However, the transmission of ancient martial arts is severed and scattered, though I, as a junior, have painstakingly pieced together knowledge, from Nine Palaces, Eight Doors, Seven Constellations, Six Paths, and up to Four Sacrifice, yet there remains much I cannot understand.”
“Aspiring to innovate from scratch, laughably shallow and short-sighted, as if looking at the sky from the bottom of a well, the path of ancient martial arts is vast and boundless, accommodating all, with lofty ambitions high as the heavens!”
“The Three Realms, Two Forms, One Venerate, Wuji, none are Godhood-Sealing or Ancestral Testimonies within reach of our generation’s paltry light.”
“No path forth, disheartened and despairing, never did I expect to inadvertently find this strange object aiding me, giving it a shot, revealing unexpected opportunities, even genuinely summoning the Dharma Form of War Ancestor, truly my greatest fortune!”
Saying this, Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes brimmed with hot tears, his expression moved.
Clearly displaying the look of a seeker of knowledge, enduring along a journey of trials, finally meeting his idol, seizing the chance to consult firsthand, bursting into emotional speech and tears:
“Please, War Ancestor, teach me!”
“I, Xu Xiaoshou, wish to let the path of ancient martial arts shine brilliantly once more!”
Bang!
A solid double knee kneel, unmistakably an act of apprenticeship, with words so sincere, so genuine, and an unshakeable commitment to the path…
All in this one knee.
All in this humble bow.
The entire gray space of the Venerable Extreme Slash suddenly fell into dead silence.
In the Venerable Extreme Kan Position, the Dharma Form of War Ancestor seemed also dumbfounded, staring tongue-tied at the exceptionally keen junior.
Originally…
Being called over inexplicably and trapped in this coffin Kan, no one would be pleased, let alone an Ancestral God once in prime radiance.
Yet seeing this youth with exceptional roots, solid foundational roots, also cultivated in Martial Dao, promising a bright future, with indications of surpassing the old.
War Ancestor naturally was not stingy with knowledge, bestowing battle techniques first, the rest to follow.
After all, cultivating people and martial arts, cultivating people comes first.
A person’s character determines the height of his achievements.
If he truly had talent but lacked good character, even at this Venerable Extreme Kan Position, War Ancestor wouldn’t have taught him.
Unexpectedly, this fellow, this lad…
Too sincere!
Too genuine!
Too enthusiastic!
Is there such a keen learner in this world?
How difficult is the path of ancient martial arts, compared to the Holy Xin path of Calling Wind and Summoning Rain, Martial Dao is introspective, tedious and boring, even just entering requires talent, blood, sweat, and time, lacking none.
Even during his time on the continent, promoting Martial Dao was extremely difficult, as most people generally favored ease and laziness, who wouldn’t want to stand among clouds as a carefree Immortal wielding lightning?
This lad, not only in the End of Dharma Era of ancient martial arts, overcame the hardest entry barrier on his own, but his character is also upright to this extent, even to the point of seeming excessive, to the extent that even War Ancestor suspected he might be faking it.
But…
Is it necessary?
With that handshake, he has already won me over.
Even if I didn’t want to teach, he would have a hundred ways to forcefully learn.
Had it not been for a pure heart, an upright character, would this person have delivered such an emotional plea, culminating in a kowtow, merely desiring to catch a glimpse of the true essence of Martial Dao before I even uttered a few words?
Good! Good! Good!
War Ancestor’s eyes slowly brightened.
His expression changed from initial calm to slight disturbance as Xu Xiaoshou spoke halfway, and finally, when Xu Xiaoshou knelt down, it turned into waves of a thousand emotions inside.
If someone is like this, why hide one’s talents?
With such a dedication to the Path, who in the world would hesitate to share their knowledge?
“Stand up.”
After some contemplation, War Ancestor spoke softly.
Like mountains and calm waters, not pleased by external things, not saddened by self, and not adept at expressing emotions outwardly, even though his chest was filled with rolling wave sounds.
“No!”
The one overwhelmed by the wave was the boy kneeling on the ground.
The waves in his heart could not be suppressed, nor did he wish to, as it burst forth with a hoarse cry, intending to open his heart, with a voice so intense it had begun to tear:
“If War Ancestor refuses to accept me, this junior would rather die kneeling here than raise his head!”
To what extent must it go…
To what extent indeed!
Witnessing this, War Ancestor could no longer suppress his emotions; his expression showed quite some motion, and even his eyes became slightly red, deeply moved, beyond words.
He had already seen that Xu Xiaoshou in front of him possessed impressive combat strength, possibly not weaker than his own.
Clearly, they could discuss and exchange what they had learned; why would he be so sincere and devoted to the Path, so earnest?
He was so eager to learn!
He must truly love the Martial Dao!
Does such absolute fervor really not exist in the world?
No!
Wasn’t that exactly how I was when I first practiced Martial Dao?
War Ancestor looked at the boy almost prostrated on the ground, snot trailing all over, and in a daze, he saw his younger self.
Has Godhood-Sealing and becoming an Ancestor made me forget my original heart, forget the enthusiasm I once had?
War Dao!
To battle!
One must have passion!
One must have burning zeal!
War Ancestor couldn’t resist taking a step forward, yet he was trapped by the constraint, unable to step out of the Venerable Extreme Kan Position to lift the boy.
He sighed deeply, suppressed the waves of thoughts, and extended his hand, even his fingertips trembled a bit.
“My name is Wu.”
Xu Xiaoshou stopped, clearly raised his head.
He saw within the Venerable Extreme Kan Position, the War Ancestor Dharma Form on the ancient martial arts arena, no longer as aloof and unapproachable as at first glance.
On the contrary, this moment’s War Ancestor resembled a kind old man wanting to be close to him, bending forward with hands out to lift him, yet bound within the Venerable Extreme Kan Position unable to step out…
How could I let you out?
If I let you lift me, how would distance create beauty then?
Xu Xiaoshou cried bitterly, as if he understood something under War Ancestor’s succinct introduction, and roared:
“Martial Master!”
“Please accept a bow from your student!!!”
Thump, thump, thump.
A bow, another bow, and yet another.
Originally, following the path of ancient martial arts, the Six Paths, Four Sacrifices, and so on, saved me time and again from dire situations, this bore the grace from War Ancestor.
Not to mention, War Ancestor unlike Holy Demon Medicine Ghost, didn’t deceive successors with trickery, only possessed a god-like courage and righteousness, a person worthy of respect.
Moreover, I may still need to trouble War Ancestor to help manage the Venerable Extreme Kan Position, where many Venerables with possibly distinct personalities unwilling to yield may reside.
This courtesy, must be made!
But…
Old Sang, after Master Mei Siren, I’ve acknowledged another Martial Master.
Each one is stronger than the last, all are stronger than you, you should not be jealous, but rather feel gratified for Xiaoshou, right?
Xu Xiaoshou full of tears, moved by himself.
War Ancestor, Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor, bore the great tribulation of Ancestor God Destruction, could not withstand Xu Xiaoshou’s passionate enthusiasm, finally shook his head with a helpless bitter smile:
“You and I, there’s really no need for the master-disciple ceremony, we can discuss the Path as equals, quickly stand up.”
“If you have any doubts, Wu shall spare no knowledge and hold back nothing in words!”
