I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3322 - 1667: The Singing and Dancing Clown Sits Before the Mirror, Puppet Manipulation Thread Awakens the Masses

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Chapter 3322 -1667: The Singing and Dancing Clown Sits Before the Mirror, Puppet Manipulation Thread Awakens the Masses

“Beibei, do you know what you’re saying?”

“Step down immediately, in my presence!”

The Ninth Divine Priest chided anxiously, truly unable to comprehend why Beibei would dare to speak such words.

Many demi-saints in the Arena were terrified as well, casting surprised glances.

A mere ruler of the white-clothed people, publicly cursing Lord Cang Sheng… Ai Gou?

If you were Elder Wuyue, at least that would be a peer, and it might be justified.

But you’ve just recently taken office, and you’re nothing but a young girl, how dare you?

Everyone knows that Beibei harbors resentment towards Lord Cang Sheng, after all previously before the eyes of the five regions, she was made to give commands like sit and stand to a dog and played like a puppet, losing all face.

But later on, everyone also found out it was Xu Xiaoshou causing mischief behind the scenes.

Everyone thought the matter had been turned around, but unexpectedly, Beibei brought up past grievances at such a sensitive time and chose to erupt.

“Lord Cang Sheng, please calm your anger!”

Before any of the saints could react, and without seeing Lord Cang Sheng show any anger, demi-saint Qin Duan sensed the situation was going south and hurriedly stepped forward, speaking on behalf of Beibei:

“Beibei is just a young girl who’s temporarily confused, Lord Cang Sheng need not take her seriously.”

“In my opinion…”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a mocking voice: “What a good old dog that only knows how to lick people!”

Who?

Who is talking?

Qin Duan turned around in rage.

Seeing that everyone’s astounded gaze was still directed at Beibei… Was it Beibei talking?

Qin Duan was dumbstruck, his mind foggy.

Hadn’t he just been speaking up for her?

Beibei, with a gesture from her Supreme Emperor Sword, pointed towards Qin Duan from afar and reprimanded:

“According to your old dog’s temperament, you should either continue to lie low or spout some cold remarks right now, you shouldn’t be speaking well of me.”

“If you were really so kind-hearted, why wouldn’t you speak for the innocent Feng family members, why not speak out for Feng Zhongzui?”

“Is it because he is of no importance that you look down upon him?”

“On the other hand, because I, Beibei, bear the name Bei, even my farts smell fragrant to you, and when I say something wrong, you, Qin Duan, rush to cover for me?”

“But did I speak wrongly?” Beibei’s eyes and mouth contorted with mockery, “The emperor is not in a hurry while the eunuch is.”

“You!”

Qin Duan was so infuriated that he almost spit up blood.

His hand pointed out, yet he was speechless, trembling with disbelief.

“You what? Try to berate someone with the surname Bei and see what happens!”

“You dare point a finger at me? Rebelling against the heavens, are you!”

Beibei stamped her foot and yelled at the old demi-saint, “Put down that finger in front of this young lady!”

Qin Duan shivered with fright, subconsciously lowering his hand and hiding his whole arm behind his back, looking extremely restrained.

“Indeed an old dog, just a word from a young Sword Deity is enough to startle you, an old demi-saint. Have you put the sanctification on a dog, not a single firm bone in your body, even worse than Jiang Buyi.”

Beibei spoke rapidly, rolling her eyes and sneering along the way.

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough to reach the ears of the saints on the sacred mountain, and could be heard by the Five Domains Spectator through the Dao Imparting Mirror.

Utter silence filled the hall.

Not only did those on the sacred mountain not anticipate Beibei’s sudden “rebellion,” even the Five Domains Spectators felt the affair to be extraordinarily strange.

“What is this performance all about?”

“Has the Sword Deity Bei succumbed to Lord Shou’s grandeur, has she defected?”

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“Could she be controlled…”

“Are you stupid, the Lord of the sacred mountain was shattered by one arrow, are you suggesting that Lord Shou, far away in the Southern Region, is remotely controlling Bei Bei?”

“Gentlemen, you don’t think Sword Deity Bei is weak, do you? He practices the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, his spirit is mighty strong. It’s only on the sacred mountain, compared to Lord Cang Sheng and Lord Shou, that he appears somewhat weaker. Facing others, not necessarily everyone can withstand the Emperor Sword Heavenly Unravel.”

“But either way, Qin Duan, as the esteemed Patriarch of the Xiangu Qin family, after getting cursed out by Beibei, really doesn’t dare to fart, isn’t that a bit too stifling for a sanctification?”

“Look at his face, it’s turning purple!”

Feng Zhongzui, on the sidelines of the battle, didn’t dare to utter another word, only silently enlarging Qin Duan’s face.

It must be said, Qin Duan at this moment, to the unaware, at first glance, seemed as if he were possessed by a ghost beast and about to mutate.

After Beibei finished her tirade, his face turned purplish-red, and he didn’t know where to hide his old face.

The entire man trembled like a sieve, his Holy Power desiring to swell but not daring, his rage wishing to erupt but not daring, a complete embodiment of unbearable contradiction.

The Arena fell silent for dozens of breaths.

For dozens of breaths, demi-saint Qin Duan remained silent.

The whole world seemed to be digging at his feet, sharing in his embarrassment.

On him, people could no longer see any trace of the dignity of a demi-saint, it was as though he was scared to death or something, Qin Duan just bore it silently, as if his tongue had been cut out.

Until at last, Qiu Gu couldn’t bear to watch anymore, after all, he understood the principle of falling lips bringing down teeth.

“Sword Deity Bei…”

But as soon as he uttered the appelation, Qiu Gu hesitated for a moment and came to his senses.

What the hell does this have to do with the falling lips and teeth, why was he stepping forward, was he sick?

“And you, you spineless, shell-less, turtle egg, I don’t even want to bother with you!”

Sure enough, Beibei immediately shifted her target, cursing straight at him.

Perhaps it was because she had been toyed with by Ai Cangsheng, or maybe because she had been detained by Xu Xiaoshou for too long, but she was like a ticking bomb ready to explode at the slightest provocation:

“You reached demi-saint status yet all you cultivated was the skill to gloss over situations?”

“Your innate Golden Holy Bone, is it just for you to become a shrinking turtle at critical moments, satisfied with merely blocking an arrow for Ai Gou?”

“Is this what you call a demi-saint?”

Beibei pointed with her Supreme Emperor Sword, and demi-saint Qiu Gu nearly tucked his head into his chest.