I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

, the number of those who fight to become one of the 33 yet fail to remains abundant.

“Many among these people fight for many years but still fail to make the cut.

“Continuous shocks, seeing their potential run out, basically no longer getting any resources from the Inner Yard, and knowing that they’ll probably be surpassed by some geniuses who just joined the Inner Yard.

“As such, most of these people choose to just leave the spirit palace to seek their fortunes outside.

She then paused and looked at Xu Xiaoshou.
“Some choose to earn quite a bit of cash before leaving.
Then they leave in secret and never return.”

Xu Xiaoshou realized something by this point.

He’d speculated that those two whom he’d clashed against last night were among such people.
Now he realized why they’d dared to make a move in the spirit palace as members of the Inner Yard and tried to kill a puny disciple from the Outer Yard.

“So, all of those who are connected with Wen Chong are sending people to kill me just because I killed Wen Chong?” He had enough perspective to get the gist of the issue.

“Indeed.” Su Qianqian then tapped her head.
“The assassins are but lackeys, so they don’t matter much.
The truly troublesome one is the one behind the scenes.”

Xu Xiaoshou then wobbled again.
“Wait, lackeys…” he thought.

“Gosh, you almost scared me to death back there!”

He repeated her last few words.
“The one behind the scenes?”

There was a wary look in her eyes as she continued, “Zhang Xinxiong.”

That was a name Xu Xiaoshou had never heard before.
He was rather baffled.
“He’s related to Wen Chong in some way?”

“Yeah, they’re relatives.”

“The young master of Tiansang Prefecture.
He has a tall, stout build and is bestowed with the bloodline powers of his family.
He joined the Inner Yard five years ago, and his powers are formidable.”

“Five years ago?” he thought.

“Holy sh**.
Who could fight someone like this?”

He was no longer able to keep himself steady, and immediately fell from the sky.

It was fortunate that they hadn’t been flying high to begin with.
He then knelt on the ground, dusted himself off, and straightened his clothes before waving to Su Qianqian, who was still up in the sky.

“Come down and talk.
It’s rather chilly up there.”

Su Qianqian titled her head and looked at the huge, vibrant sun up there, wondering if it was actually chilly.

“It’s a hot day and there’s no wind to be had since we’re flying so slow.
So what do you mean chilly?” she thought.

She nonetheless did as she was told and scratched her head for a bit before leaping off of her sword.

Xu Xiaoshou then walked up to her as he kept playing with the name “Zhang Xinxiong” in his head.
Then he asked, “Upper Spiritual Level?”

Su Qianqian nodded.
“The peak.”

He staggered.

Su Qianqian pondered for a bit and added, “He was already at the peak of Upper Spiritual Level a year ago.
He’s been suppressing his level so he can join the match at Dongtianwang City in half a year.”

His legs gave out from under him, and he quickly grabbed onto the white jade fence to steady himself, preventing him from dropping to the floor.

“Good heavens!” he thought.

“What the f**k?

“Are you telling me that the guy who’s trying to kill me could’ve already reached Master Level if he’d wanted to?

“What have I done to deserve this?”

He felt like crying on the spot.
Wouldn’t someone so powerful feel that they were cheapening themselves for even bothering to get rid of someone like him?

Power levels aside, there was a gap between someone of the Inner Yard and Outer Yard, man!

“The ones who came to kill you, their names are Feng Kong and Shao Yi.
I’ve asked around, and it seems that they weren’t sent by Zhang Xinxiong.”

A hopeful look appeared in his eyes.
“They weren’t?” he thought.

“That’s great news!”

Yet, what Su Qianqian went on to say shocked him further.
“They were probably sent by He Yuxing, and he probably did so because Lan Xinzi said so, and Lan Xinzi was probably doing it because Zhang Xinxiong said so…

“Hmm, come to think about it, I guess you could say that Zhang Xinxiong was the one who sent them…”

Xu Xiaoshou was already feeling rather dizzy.
“Who are those two, then?”

Su Qianqian then answered, “They are both of the 33.”

Thump!

He was unable to even steady himself by holding the fence, and he immediately dropped to the ground head-first.

Su Qianqian immediately became flustered.

“What’s going on, Brother Xiaoshou?

“Are you getting heatstroke?”