"D * mn it!"
When Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes again, everything had changed.
As far as the eye could see, there was a ceiling covered in spider webs, a small wooden table covered in dust, a candle that had been completely burnt out, and a black sword that was full of spirituality …
Everything was completely different from the furnishings in the ward.
Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head and tried to recall. He vaguely remembered that he'd optimistically battled against the disease for three years, and then finally collapsed.
The pain was over, and he waved goodbye to the clouds in the sky, but his heart was full of bitterness.
Why was it that other people's lives were so colorful, while his life, apart from nine years of compulsory education, was spent in a ward?
School and hospital, these two painful terms, unexpectedly occupied his whole life.
But now …
He looked at the unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar surroundings around him and pinched himself from head to toe, but he didn't find any pain.
"God has mercy? Painless transmigration? "
Xu Xiaoshou put his face close to the bronze mirror on the table, and what he saw was a brand-new and handsome face.
He looked like an 18-year-old, and his face was pale, as if he hadn't been under the sun for a long time. His nose was tall, just enough to separate the freckles on his cheeks, and his lips were dry and cracked, without a drop of water on them.
"Not bad. If I get a little tanner and put on some weight, I'll look even better. Especially these freckles …"
Xu Xiaoshou smacked his lips and rubbed the dead skin on his lips. He read the memories in his head and deduced why he was so thin.
This guy used to be a disciple of the Tiansang Spirit Palace's Outer Yard. Unfortunately, his talent was mediocre. He'd been in the Spirit Palace for three years, and he'd only reached level three of the ten levels of Spiritual Cultivation. In order to deal with the Windcloud Competition, he'd shut himself away for a month, determined to break through.
He'd either succeed or die trying!
And then die trying …
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head in regret. This guy actually knew that he couldn't break through level four. He'd been mocked and ridiculed for three years, and he'd long since wanted to die.
Right now, he was just using the excuse of going into seclusion to give himself a reason to log off.
Different worlds brought different kinds of pain. Xu Xiaoshou had suffered physical torture, while this guy had suffered mental torture.
They were both living miserable lives.
"But then again, since I've been given this chance, I'm not going to let these rumors get the better of me," Xu Xiaoshou said to himself. He continued reading the memory fragments, and his expression darkened.
It turned out that the Windcloud Competition was equivalent to a final exam. This guy had been at the bottom for two years. If he lost another year, he would have to pack up and leave the Tiansang Spirit Palace.
No wonder he would go into seclusion. It seemed like he had no other choice …
Xu Xiaoshou felt a headache coming on. Why did he suddenly feel so pressured the moment he arrived? The final exam? Or the last place elimination system?
As an experienced person, he was most afraid of things like exams, especially when his hard and soft strength were not up to standard.
The scariest thing was that there was no black technology here, so there was no way to cheat.
While his thoughts were running wild, he had almost finished reading the memories. Accompanied by a tremor in his soul, he seemed to have completely merged with this body.
In the next second, a black wheel appeared in his mind.
Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.
So, the black technology had arrived?
He hurriedly searched his mind and carefully studied the black wheel.
The black wheel was very simple. It looked like one of those street stalls, and it didn't look very valuable. Xu Xiaoshou seriously suspected that the black technology was just for show.
There were two zones at the bottom of the wheel, one gold and one red.
Interestingly, the gold zone took up nearly 90% of the wheel, while the red zone only took up a small corner.
"This is so unfair …"
Xu Xiaoshou complained. According to the theory he'd used, the red zone that had been squeezed out was usually the good stuff.
However, the gold zone had "Active System" written on it, while the red zone had "Passive System" written on it.
"Active and passive?"
Xu Xiaoshou had a strange expression on his face. In terms of games, active skills were naturally better than passive skills. After all, how could one rely on passive skills to kill enemies?
He probably wouldn't even be able to kill wild monsters!
"Could it be that the black wheel saw that I lived a pitiful life in my past life and expanded the" Active System "zone as a reward?" he thought.
Xu Xiaoshou became excited. "That must be it!"
"A Conscience Wheel, huh? Rare!"
Excited, he searched for something similar to the "Start" button, but to no avail.
There was nothing else in his mind other than the somewhat simple wheel.
"Do I have to use my hands to operate it?"
He looked at the extremely shabby black wheel and was afraid that he'd break it, but it seemed that he had no other choice but to do it the hard way.
Xu Xiaoshou looked at the needle on the wheel. It was long and thin, looking very fragile.
He gave it a try and gently moved the needle with his mind. The wheel shook and seemed to be moving.
Then, it stopped.
"That's it?"
It seemed to be moving, but the needle didn't move at all. Xu Xiaoshou felt that the person who made the wheel was too careless.
"It's one thing for it to look simple, but you didn't even add lubricant. How is it supposed to work?" he thought.
He exerted some force with his mind, and the needle seemed to tilt, but it still felt very obscure. "Not enough!"
Xu Xiaoshou exerted more force, and the thin needle tilted even more. He cursed inwardly and tried to pull back his force, but the needle was unable to bear the pressure and broke.
"Broke?"
"It broke!"
Xu Xiaoshou's face darkened. "It turns out that the wheel doesn't look simple. It really is!"
The needle had been pointing at the edge of the gold zone, and with the break, it immediately fell to the red zone outside the edge.
"Red … Passive System?"
Xu Xiaoshou's face went from dark to purple. "You can't play with me like that. Who made this wheel?" he thought.
He then suddenly thought, "Could it be that the wheel isn't moving the needle, but the chassis?"
"Hmm … It can't be."
Xu Xiaoshou blushed and tried fiddling with the chassis. Sure enough, it turned smoothly, and there was no sign that it was lacking in lubricant.
"This …" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were dull, and he staggered and fell onto the bed.
In the next second, he jumped up and hurriedly picked up the broken pointer with his mind. Before the black wheel could react, he wanted to place it in the golden zone.
Unexpectedly, the black wheel seemed to come back to its senses from his antics as soon as he had that thought and disappeared.
A line of text appeared.
"[Passive System] activated. Loading …"
Xu Xiaoshou wanted to cry, but he had no choice but to let nature take its course and accept reality.
The text disappeared, and a small red interface appeared. Xu Xiaoshou looked at it with a glimmer of hope.
There was only one section inside, and there was a line of big words on it.
Basic Passive Skill.
The section was filled with the familiar shabbiness and simplicity:
Breathing Technique (Acquired Lv. 1)
Xu Xiaoshou immediately fell off the bed, and his pale face suddenly turned red. It was a sign that his blood was flowing in reverse, and he was exasperated and furious.
"Breathing Technique? Do I need you to teach me that?
Even a baby can breathe! "he thought.
He had been holding out hope for the Passive System, hoping that it would turn things around and subdue him.
He was now in complete despair. "Breathing …" he thought.
"Breathing?" he thought.
He was so angry that he couldn't help but take a few more breaths, but he suddenly felt the spiritual energy in his body go berserk.
"What's going on?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked. He was currently at Spiritual Cultivation Level Three, and there wouldn't be such a huge spiritual energy surge unless he was about to break through. Was he about to break through?
He quickly sat down cross-legged and was about to move when he saw the spiritual energy wrap around his body like a cocoon. A mysterious energy surged from his energy reserve, like a fish returning to the sea, breaking through its shackles.
Invisible waves rippled in the air, and even the dust on the table was swept away.
"I … I broke through?"
Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded. That guy hadn't been able to break through the bottleneck even after training in isolation for a month, yet he'd broken through after taking a few more breaths in exasperation?
"No …"
"Breathing Technique?"
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up. "Breathing Technique?"
"Could it be that this Breathing Technique is equivalent to a technique, and every breath I take is taking in and exhaling the spiritual energy of the world for my own use?" he thought.
"Oh my god … I've picked up a treasure!"
Xu Xiaoshou had thought that he'd gotten his hands on a trashy system, but he hadn't expected this to be the best. He carefully read the word "passive" and seemed to understand something.
"Passive breathing?
"Passive cultivation?"
He tried to comprehend his breathing and found that with every breath he took, a bit of the spiritual energy of the world would be absorbed into his energy reserve.
It wasn't much, but it was enough!
He'd already reached a bottleneck before, and the extra breaths of spiritual energy he'd taken were like drops of water that broke the dam, and success came naturally!
Xu Xiaoshou's heart was burning. Sure enough, the best often existed in the areas that were being squeezed.
If he were given a technique that he could actively cultivate, he'd have to go through the process of cultivating it.
But this' Breathing Technique 'even omitted the process of cultivation. What did this mean?
Xu Xiaoshou waved his sleeves and brushed the hair on his forehead, looking spirited.
"I, Xu Xiaoshou, am invincible just by standing still!"
It was a pity that no one could appreciate his elegance at the moment, Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself.
He looked at the red interface again, this time with a different feeling in his heart.
"Breathing Technique (Acquired Lv. 1)."
His eyes drifted to the last part, and Xu Xiaoshou unconsciously muttered, "Acquired … Lv. 1 …"
That should mean that it could be leveled up. Then, what should he use to level it up?
He quickly noticed a line of small words at the bottom of the interface. He'd been too excited to notice it before.
Passive Points: 0.
Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his chin and thought, Passive Points?
That should be something to level up the technique, but how do I get it?
Summer nights were always accompanied by the sound of cicadas and mosquitoes. As Xu Xiaoshou was deep in thought, the room became completely quiet.
He suddenly felt an itch on his forearm and subconsciously slapped it. When he raised his hand again, his palm was stained with blood.
"D * mn mosquitoes!"
Xu Xiaoshou felt that the room needed a thorough cleaning. After all, it hadn't been cleaned for a month. The next second, he was suddenly stunned, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He saw a message bar appear at the bottom of the red interface in his mind.
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