Chapter 283: Draw Time

The memory interruption pulled Xu Xiaoshou back to the present, and he turned his attention once more to the passive values below the information bar.

Ten thousand passive values weren't exactly a small amount, all things considered.

Compared to the difficulty of acquiring passive values before, this represented a massive leap forward.

To gain even more at once, he figured he'd have to wait for another secret realm like Hei Luo Ya to appear.

"So, how should I spend this money?" Xu Xiaoshou pondered.

Using it all for draws was out of the question.

The turntable had become more precious now—one draw cost five thousand, meaning a ten-draw set would take fifty thousand—and he had no intention of going for a thirty-draw spree.

Even if he got good items that way, he wouldn't be able to upgrade them.

And passive skills that couldn't reach the Zongshi level wouldn't help his current strength much.

Unless...

Unless he got incredibly lucky and drew something special, like that "Beidong Zhi Quan" type of passive skill.

Beidong Zhi Quan—Xu Xiaoshou looked at it in silence.

This special passive skill had never activated even once so far.

The accumulated value behind it remained stuck at the same number he'd last seen, with no changes at all.

That meant all the various attacks he'd endured over these days hadn't even been enough to add a single point to it!

Terrifying!

Xu Xiaoshou could hardly imagine how devastating it would be when this passive skill finally erupted.

He really wanted to test it out, but he couldn't bear to part with that infinitely symbolic "π".

"Better leave it be!"

Forcing his gaze away, Xu Xiaoshou refocused on his earlier thoughts about allocating the passive values.

A ten-draw set was a must—that was the basics, even if the last one...

Pah, pah, pah!

With the remaining fifty thousand, he had to upgrade at least one more passive skill to the Zongshi level.

That way, after "Shengsheng Buxi," "Qiangzhuang," and "Minjie," he'd have another major weapon.

As for which one, Xu Xiaoshou hadn't decided yet.

Maybe the new one that just appeared, or perhaps an old favorite...

"So, that leaves ten thousand passive values."

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the awakening pool—if anything could greatly boost his combat power, it was undoubtedly this awakening pool.

He vaguely remembered fragments of the scene where "Kuangbao Juren" slammed the Huiwu person.

Even from those broken memory snippets, he could tell how fearsome this awakening skill was.

A Zongshi-level opponent couldn't withstand the damage from that golden giant at all.

Xu Xiaoshou even wondered if, by mastering "Kuangbao Juren" with a clear and rational mind, he might end up with something equivalent to A Jie’s puppet war god body.

If that were the case...

"Slurp."

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed hard, his face full of longing.

"In that case, I'd be unstoppable—killing men or Buddhas alike!"

"No, I can't think about it. Everything has to be based on reality!"

Xu Xiaoshou snapped back to his senses and headed straight to the shop, exchanging for five "Beidong Yaoshi."

"Oh, heavens, bless me..."

Standing on the bed, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly jumped down and paced around the room for a while, finally stopping at the bathroom door.

"The bathroom is a place of great yin, gathering all the misfortune of the house."

"But!"

Xu Xiaoshou thought about his past string of terrible luck, like that with the black chieftain, and he no longer believed he was a true European.

Perhaps...

Extreme misfortune could lead to extreme fortune, turning negative into positive!

"Ha!"

"European emperor, possess me!"

After quickly inserting the five keys, Xu Xiaoshou crouched down with his arms over his head, legs spread wide, and feet hooked, striking a pose to gather all the bad luck.

There was no blackout, no other phenomena.

The room was eerily quiet.

Xu Xiaoshou was devastated—this meant "Jingtong Beidong Ji" was impossible.

His "Lingzhen Meng" dream had ended before it began.

He forced himself to perk up and checked the information bar.

"Four keys..."

The young man, with his head on the ground, smashed a big hole right into the floor.

"What crap!"

"Just like that, fifty thousand passive values—half my stash—gone! You damn system, compensate me!"

Xu Xiaoshou roared in agony, his voice thundering like lightning, even more piercing than Xiao Shiliu's shrill screams.

Fortunately, he'd already maxed out the soundproof barrier, so no one outside would hear.

"Four keys!"

After venting, Xu Xiaoshou snapped to attention and fed the extra "Beidong Yaoshi" into the hole!

A four-in-a-row kill of thanks for your patronage!

Xu Xiaoshou knelt on both knees, his spirit utterly drained.

"It's all gone..."

Using the price-hiked "Beidong Yaoshi" made his heart twitch with every one. Xu Xiaoshou was seeing red now.

He stared at the one hundred and thirty thousand passive values in the information bar and, without hesitation, exchanged for ten more!

Plans are all well and good, but people are like this sometimes.

With tickets in hand, how could he not use them all up?

"European emperor, possess me!" Xu Xiaoshou shouted as he rolled straight into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind him.

"Obtained extended passive skill: Rengxing!"

"Holy shit, it dropped!"

Red-eyed Xu Xiaoshou nearly popped his eyeballs out. After rubbing them furiously, he finally grinned at that out-of-place entry.

"Hahaha!"

"I knew it—I, Xu Xiaoshou, am the child of destiny. Twenty keys and I get a drop. European emperor!"

"Who can stop me?!"

In his surge of excitement, the guy didn't even bother opening the door—he just crashed through it and leaped onto the big bed.

The bed exploded...

"Huh?" The red glow in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes finally faded a bit as he stared silently at the bed shattered into four pieces below.

After a long pause.

"Oh ha, oh hahaha!"

A wild, hearty laugh burst out as Xu Xiaoshou rolled around on the ground.

"Collect!"

The young man crawled up and glanced at the information bar, instantly calming down.

"Rengxing!"

"What could that mean... flexibility?"

Xu Xiaoshou got up, lifted his leg, and tried a mid-air split.

"Holy shit!"

"Shengsheng Buxi" kicked into overdrive...

The pain finally made this crazed guy rub his thigh and sit on the bed fragments. Without hesitation, he slammed ten skill points into it.

"Hah, just a mere five thousand passive values—I'm going to max you out no matter what!"

Xu Xiaoshou was done thinking. Once a passive skill entered the innate realm, it would change and bring great enlightenment.

What was the point of pondering when getting info directly was so much more effective?

"Anyway, the system produces it—if the name's misleading, how bad could it be compared to 'Qiangzhuang'?"

"Rengxing (Acquired Lv.1)."

"Rengxing (Innate Lv.1)."

A wave of warm current surged through his body, feeling as refreshing as spring blooming.

A surge of enlightenment filled his mind, and Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly lit up with pure joy!