I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

don’t think I said it that way,’ he thought.

He gritted his teeth and had almost spoken the hysterical words in his heart.

Xu Xiaoshou felt sad and commented, “Alas, it is true that one who is not envied by others is a mediocre talent!”

“It is apparent that I’ve made the Red Gold Pill, and Elder Yun He has confirmed it.
However, no one is willing to believe me.”

“Is it true that the life of a genius must be lonely?”

“What about my peers? Do you guys believe me?”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

They wondered why Xu Xiaoshou spoke the words that should have been kept in his mind.
Why was he so shameless?

Mu Zixi clenched her fist at the side and said, “Xu Xiaoshou, I believe you.”

Everyone glanced at her sideways.
The little girl flushed and hid behind Shi Ti.

“Go, Xu Xiaoshou, go.”

This abrupt cheering sound was even more surprising.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound.

Was the speaker Fu Xing?

Fu Yinhong stared at him with her pretty eyes.
“Why are you getting involved!”

Fu Xing replied, “I believe Xu Xiaoshou.
I believe my big brother!”

Fu Yinhong was dumbfounded.

Shi Ti let out a sigh of relief and realized that he had no choice but to say something.

He thought that it would be hard to save face if what Xu Xiaoshou said was true, even if it was just a slim chance.

He said slowly, “If you can really succeed in making the ninth-grade pills, I will let you choose a condition.”

Everyone was surprised to hear that.

Why has he promised a condition so easily?

The envious expressions were apparent in the eyes of the crowd.
Yet they wondered when Master President had become so casual and easy to give in.

However, when the crowd mulled it over, they realized that what Shi Ti said and did was a bit too outrageous if Xu Xiaoshou could actually do it.

In comparison, a promise was worth saving the president’s face.

Xu Xiaoshou looked exuberant.

Although Shi Ti and Elder Sang had a close relationship, it was obviously not a reason for him to do whatever he wanted.
On the other hand, if he could win the condition, the situation would be quite different.

‘As a result, I will have a backer in Tiansang City!’

‘As long as I don’t cash out the promise, who dares to touch me?’

He immediately replied, “Does Master President mean that I can choose any condition?”

Shi Ti replied with a sneer, “The premise is that you can make the magic pill!”

Xu Xiaoshou thought, ‘It’s not so difficult to achieve it.’

He had made ninth-grade spiritual pills back in the Spirit Palace a long time ago, and he had many of them in the ring at the moment.

Although he didn’t have enough spiritual liquids, and some of the pills still looked scorched and black, they were nevertheless finished magic pills.

‘It looks like I can win his promise with ease.’

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou asked again, “If I have made a ninth-grade magic pill, will Master President promise me one condition?”

“What if I can make an eighth-grade magic pill?”

There was a hint of longing in his eyes.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This lad…

They had thought that he had a good temperament not long ago, but it didn’t take long for him to reveal his original nature.

He had many bad qualities, such as speaking nonsense, being overly ambitious, and causing destruction everywhere.

Shi Ti was so upset that he actually felt amused.
He said, “You speak without thinking it over.
How can you boast about making eighth-grade magic pills?”

“How dare you say that!”

Xu Xiaoshou frowned as he said, “Master President, you don’t believe me again.”

“Could you recall carefully if I spoke without thinking? Which part of my words were false?”

Shi Ti didn’t reply.

He had no intention of talking at the moment.

He didn’t want to recall the destruction of the Pill Pagoda.
He had no intention to do so at all.

Xu Xiaoshou said with a sigh, “You have always thought that I couldn’t do this or that, but every time, something unexpected happened.”

“What if…”

“What if I can do it again this time?”

“Ha-ha-ha!” Shi Ti laughed while tilting his head upward.
He could no longer tolerate the boasting words of the lad.
He spoke in a cold tone.

“If you can really make an eighth-grade magic pill, I will take you in as my disciple, all right?”