I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3453: Chapter 1708: 1,000-Year River Tide Witnesses New Life, Generations of Selfless Supporting Figures

My name is Pei Yuan.

The people of the five regions may not recognize me.

But they must have heard another infamous name, the Leisurely Demi-Saint of the Northern Region’s Seven Stars, Pei Zai!

Yes, Pei Zai is Pei Zai, and he has nothing to do with me, Pei Yuan…

Pei Zai, in the Northern Region, is a fierce warrior on the frontlines.

Pei Yuan, in the Central Region, is an old demi-saint living a life of idle complacency.

Both are self-imprisoned, both are demi-saints, both share the surname Pei, yet lead utterly different lives.

I am 1,362 years old this year.

Pei Zai doesn’t even match a fraction of my age.

Many in the Dead Sea, demi-saints altogether, may not be as qualified as I am.

They certainly don’t know…

In my time, the Five Extreme Physiques weren’t the ones existing today.

Feng Yujin came as a promising talent, blessed with luck, crowned as Holy Emperor, proving the legend true.

After the failed story of the rebirth of the Seven Trees Emperor, the most active among the Nine Great Ancestral Trees was still the Ashvattha.

Its tree seed birthed the Great Infernal Ancestor, the Ultimate Grand Ancestor, embodying the thirteen heavenly flames, masterfully integrated, as the most powerful demi-saint, capable of challenging a Holy Emperor.

The Western Region Buddhist Sect still holds their Holy Emperor Relics, even though hidden from the world, they remain the undisputed foremost combat sect below the Stairway to Heaven.

Even the Holy Divine Palace had to give due respect to the Walking Monks of that time.

In those years, the Ten High Nobles were mere clouds, the Seven Sword Deities were mere side characters.

Those who dared to stand out at the peak of the waves were the true experts!

In those years…

For five hundred years, no one knew of Yue Bei Hua Rao Dao.

It took another five hundred years for the phrase “A youth leaves You Tu, beneath Taicheng stands a Green Mountain, journeys westward to conquer the desert, seeks the Dao at Hua Weiyang” to emerge.

Thus history was rewritten.

The ancient swordsman cultivation era received renewed vigor.

Following thereafter, talents blossomed everywhere, the tide of times rose higher wave after wave, ultimately awakening the giant dragon slumbering above the Stairway to Heaven.

Each era brings forth a new god, but no Pei was ever amongst them.

And now, even the young of today’s era can only remember the earliest changes of eras as Elder You’s “Seven Swords of the Moving Heavens”…

Ha!

It doesn’t matter anymore.

After all, none of this is related to me, Pei Yuan.

I simply lived long enough, quite luckily, but only fortunate for forty-two years at that.

Memories are so distant, I can barely recall what truly affected me over the past thousand years.

As a frog at the bottom of the well, one’s heart is higher than the sky.

After sanctifying, seeing more, and realizing my insignificance, I became rather timid.

But I vaguely remember, in my youth, I was not so timid and unassuming.

Ah, the era that belonged to me!

It ultimately stubbornly halted at the age of forty-two, at the year of sanctification when the ancient battle reached its final conclusion…

…

“I am Pei Yuan!”

…

“It’s him!”

“Pei Yuan of the Ten Pillars, considered the strongest among the top ten virtual supremes of the Central Region, simply saying ‘I am Pei Yuan’ sounds cool enough for me to give my life away!”

“But standing opposite him is Feng Yujin, the representative of the new generation of prodigal talents!”

“Yes, it’s Feng Yujin… The Sovereign with a million spectators, Supreme Sovereign with a thousand spectators, virtual supreme with a hundred spectators, only the top can enter the next arena.”

“Feng Yujin has forcefully entered the virtual supreme arena with the posture of a Sovereign; now crashing into Pei Yuan of the Ten Pillars, can he continue writing his legend?”

“Hmm, it’s difficult!”

…

“Is your name Pei Yuan?”

“Pei Yuan of the Ten Pillars?”

…

“What a tragedy, he is Pei Yuan of the Ten Pillars, I am Pei Yuan!”

“Hah, still ‘I am Pei Yuan’? Just like that, trampled by a young one, what a ‘I am Pei Yuan’? Hahaha!”

“Wow, Feng Yujin is so arrogant, seems like no one can stop him.”

“Quick, Pei Yuan turned red, he pulled out a crystal gemstone… What is that thing?”

“What?”

“He wants to sanctify?!”

…

“Is your name Pei Yuan?”

“Demi-saint, Pei Yuan?”

…

“My heavens, even Holy Power can be sealed, what is all this? His bang bang bang…”

“Pei Yuan is ruined, this time although he didn’t die, his heart energy is completely depleted.”

“A newly-promoted demi-saint actually defeated by a mere Sovereign; what kind of scene is this, what kind of logic is this?”

“This Feng Yujin seems to possess the potential of a Holy Emperor.”

“Poor Pei Yuan, he left the arena, his silhouette… so desolate! It seems this departure is one of no return…”

“Let’s call out his name for the last time!”

…

“What’s your name?”

When such a faint voice reached his ears, Pei Yuan could hardly distinguish it from the mocking voice branded in his deep memory.

He was stunned for a moment.

He looked around at the environment.

Water!

All was water!

He realized he was still in the Dead Sea and blinked a few times, coming to his senses.

“What am I doing…”

Pei Yuan couldn’t understand, at such a crucial moment, at this instant in the spotlight of the five regions, how he managed to be distracted.

Looking at the youthful face in front of him, Pei Yuan’s lips moved a few times, subconsciously bending down.

“Old and decrepit…”

He paused his speech.

Then he recalled, at the final battle of ancient times, he was defeated and left the arena, remaining discouraged ever since.

Feng Yujin…

Xu Xiaoshou…

Yes, the two of them are so alike, so proud?

Both have this commanding, controlling demeanor and tone, yet in the end?

Indeed!

I was defeated.

Did Feng Yujin ever truly win?

Time is relentless, despite Feng Yujin eventually becoming the Holy Emperor, he was ultimately thrown onto Abyss Island, smoothing out all youthful arrogance?

A gentleman born between heaven and earth, lives a thousand years, comprehends life and death, and finally thinks of emerging once more, to strive for the Great Path one last time.

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