Chapter 4175: Bursting with Juice

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“Startled, Passive Points, +1.”

He was truly startled, and Xu Xiaoshou simultaneously lost the desire to continue exploring further.

If even this can be altered…

Firstly, the Memory Path of Dao Qiongcang must be in the Extreme Realm, just a breath away from Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor.

He might even be the next person to achieve perfect godhood after Bazhun’an.

Secondly, there’s no stopping it!

Dao Qiongcang chose to expose himself voluntarily and intercepted any methods of “finding fault” I could have thought of, indicating that in his calculations, the time was fully ripe.

Even if I have Will Path to the Extreme Realm, completely unaffected by his Memory Path, the memories of the people in the five regions have already been altered.

One among many, a grain in the vast sea.

The overwhelming force of history, like the enduring Memory River flowing eastward, cannot be obstructed by the strength of one.

And if this isn’t memory alteration and Dao Qiongcang indeed is, as he claims, Luo Jing himself…

I don’t believe it!

Xu Xiaoshou can accept this “fact,” regardless of whether the collective memory of the people was altered after Bazhun’an left.

But after acceptance, what should be done?

Can Dao Qiongcang be treated as one of our own, entrusting him even in life-and-death moments?

Absolutely not!

If that’s the case, forcing a true outcome from the past, the result is meaningless, rather it’s better to contemplate what Dao Qiongcang aims for with all he’s done, what future development he’s seeking?

Withdrawing from the soul memory of the Storyteller, he returned again to Cross Corner Street, where the empty street suddenly harbored a strange, eerie aura.

In the deep pit, Bei Huai’s painful groans had become immensely intense, as if he might spring up in the next breath.

Xu Xiaoshou collected all his emotions, looked at Dao Qiongcang beside him, and suddenly smiled with relief:

“So my Path, what exactly is all this for, just to deceive me?”

“Of course not!” Dao Qiongcang was startled, frightened by Xu’s sarcastic, yin-yang tone.

“But if not, you didn’t need to confess these things to me, since you’ve secretly prepared everything already, according to your thoughts, to target the demon, the medicine, the curse, or do you still want to target me?”

“Definitely not!” Dao Qiongcang muttered, “It’s just suddenly you decided to ally with the Cursed Yin that scared me…”

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but shake his head with a smile, unwilling to say more.

He expressed through his body language an extremely resistant disbelief, distrust.

“How should I say it…”

Dao Qiongcang’s expression became more serious, he gestured with his hands, drawing out his tone:

“It’s a kind of…”

He seemed unable to describe it, squinting and contemplating deeply for a long time.

Finally, turning his gaze, he solemnly said:

“Romance!”

?

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyelids twitched.

“Rich in poetry and beauty, rich in a sense of ritual, romance!”

“Just like that night you and I slept head-to-head at Qingyuan Mountain, speaking happily… If not for the interference of the Cursed Yin today, we would be having a drink!” Dao Qiongcang raised his arm.

?

Xu Xiaoshou could hardly endure, a surge built within him, almost erupting.

Dao Qiongcang saw this and sighed deeply, calmed the anger, pushing away with his hands:

“Wait, wait, wait, my Xu, I’m being serious!”

“Do you understand that feeling? Though immersed, but lonely, though aware of the intricacy, confident it can achieve, yet always lacking anyone to share with.”

“Bazhun’an’s and my thoughts are utterly different, Elder Sang can’t think along the same lines, Yu Mo that guy—if I wasn’t accommodating him, the Abyss Island plan couldn’t succeed. In summary, someone who can be considered a confidant to Dao Qiongcang is none other than you, none other than you!”

Dao Qiongcang stepped back, gesturing from Xu Xiaoshou’s head to toe, his tone exceedingly sincere: “The grand plan is forming, and my heart is immensely joyful, and across the five regions, there’s truly only you, Lord Shou, who I can share my joy with without reservation!”

“Enough with the sugared words.” Xu Xiaoshou didn’t explode, but he couldn’t take any of this in, “Go on, what’s your intention?”

Dao Qiongcang turned his head away, snickering and rolling his eyes, muttering something about “unromantic” under his breath…

But quickly turned back, squeezing out a friendly smile, he said:

“Lord Shou, give me the Cursed Yin Puppet, please.”

“Having this thing with you, I really feel insecure, what if you say you trust me on the surface, but turn around and ally with the Cursed Yin, what would I do then?”

“I’ve shown you my heart and soul, if you turn around wanting to play me, you’d be leading me around like a dog.”

Revealing intentions!

Xu Xiaoshou finally realized, his gaze unperturbed, silently staring at this act.

Dao Qiongcang clasped his hands together, mouth pouting, knees tucked, praying softly, “I’m begging you, I’m begging you…”

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

But he couldn’t be beaten by this routine.

He also took a step back, copied Elder Dao the Flamboyant, and started bowing:

“Now I’m genuinely worried about you, my Dao.”

“Is it possible, because of my inner fear, that you first abandon your martial arts, or imprison half of your power in the ‘Heavenly Mechanism Puppet,’ for me to control?”

Dao Qiongcang was stunned.

Xu Xiaoshou raised his innocent eyebrows.

Dao Qiongcang rubbed his chin in thought, feeling what Xu Xiaoshou said made sense, indeed anyone would be scared and intimidated by his actions that were so calculated and cunning.

Xu Xiaoshou also propped his chin, looking thoughtfully down, but his thoughts went quite extreme.

“Such meticulous plotting indicates actual strength may be insufficient.”

“The Memory Path indeed is like this, like Dao Qiongcang himself, long schemes but short in battle.”