Earning points just from people's emotions seemed like an easy way to earn anything. Atticus smiled, just thinking about all the mayhem he would cause. He had no love for anyone in this sect, except maybe the three sisters: Lei Meihua, Lei Meilin, and Lei Meixiu. They were the daughters of one of the sect's inner court Elders, Lei Wei. Even though he wasn't related to any of them, they still treated him better than any of his siblings ever did. His feelings towards them were one of deep appreciation.
The memories of Atticus's present life seemed to be influencing his emotions, but he didn't think much of it. After all, this life was still his life. So, the appreciation he felt towards the three sisters was as real as emotions go. Besides, they were among the only ones who had spoken up for him when he got bullied, and he would always remember this fact.The three sisters were all talented inner court disciples, so the cultivation and influential distance between them was massive.The Patriarch had too many sons and daughters in the sect, so the relationships between siblings weren't strong. At best, each sibling saw the other as a rival.In the cultivation world, resources were always needed to progress. To gain better support from the sect, you either had to make massive contributions to the sect, which usually required talent and potential or be favored by one the sects elders or the patriarch himself. Atticus severely lacked in all those departments even though he was the Patriarch's son, and now he knew he had to change things. He didn't want to spend more time here than he needed to, as his vengeance still awaited."How long do you think it would take me to amass 100,000 points to purchase the meridian vein?" Atticus asked Rhea, hoping it wouldn't take long.[If you killed a Core formation expert, you would be halfway to the aim, gaining 50,000 points per kill.]What kind of joke was this? Even in his past life, he would have struggled to battle a lower realm core formation cultivator, and he was at the peak of Spirit Sovereign! He was also Atticus, the battle genius who jumped levels in a fight, but all this could never bridge the gap between those levels. Core formation meant the liquid qi in the cultivator's dantian became condensed into solid. At this point, the cultivator didn't produce regular qi but core qi, which was a hundred times more dangerous and lethal than regular qi. Core formation realm was no joke, so Rhea telling him he would have to kill one to get 50,000 points suddenly made Atticus rethink the obstacles he might have to face in this cultivation journey.Besides, even though he came back for revenge, that didn't mean he had a loose screw and would start killing every cultivator he came across just for points. His foes, on the other hand? Well, hell would appreciate their souls."What if I were to try to earn this just from people's emotions?" Atticus asked once more since he knew there was no way he was fighting a core formation cultivator any time soon, and he had no strength nor justification to kill anyone of the lower realm just yet; he would really like to have some soon.[There is no clear way to estimate this, but one person can only give off a maximum of 1,000 points at a time. This means that if you were to anger someone, the intensity can only be up to a thousand. But points can still be obtained repeatedly from one person as long as the victim still harbors those emotions,] Rhea explained in her ever-mechanical tone.Just how bad would he have to anger someone to even reach the point of 1,000? Besides, he still had to be careful since his strength was weak. It wouldn't do anyone good to die after just getting back, and the reason? He pissed off someone enough to get killed for it.[Ding!][System shop gifts 100% discount on sales in the organ shop to the Host (Discount can only be used for an item).]This system notification felt like heaven to Atticus. It seems the system wasn't so inconsiderate after all, this at least solves the problem of having to go start grinding for a 100,000 points while still being weak. Atticus opened the system shop and went directly to the meridians Rhea had shown him, then clicked on it.[Divine Chaos grade meridian vein - 100,000 points][Apply 100% sales discount on purchase?]Atticus proceeded to use the system gift with a smile.[Divine Chaos grade meridian vein purchased!][Would you like to proceed with the replacement of the meridians, Master Atticus?]"How long would it take?" Atticus questioned. There was still the banquet he had to attend in 2 hours, and soon the girls would probably be back to check up on him too.[3 hours, Master Atticus.]Yeah, this wasn't going to work. He couldn't miss the banquet, as he was already being watched by people who were still looking for more reasons to make his life hell. Atticus freshened up and started changing his bandage wounds. At that moment, a knock interrupted the process. It was probably the sisters.Atticus went towards the door and pulled it open, but in front of him wasn't any of the sisters but the cutest girl he had ever seen. Her features were a symphony of beauty: doe-like eyes, rosy cheeks, button nose, and a gentle, heartwarming smile. Silky hair framed her face, and her petite stature added to her undeniable charm. She was the embodiment of cuteness in every way."Um, Big sister Lei Meihua said I should come check on you and also tell you to make sure to be present at the Banquet," the cute girl, Li Ming, said in a soft voice.Atticus's memories of Li Ming suddenly came to the forefront of his mind. This was his crush in this life! But suddenly, this particular feeling became weird for Atticus. I mean, yes, the girl was cute and pretty, but still...she looked too young for him! Maybe not the present him, but one cannot forget that his consciousness was that of a man over 30 years old."Thanks, Li Ming. I'm doing better now and will be at the banquet. Big sister Lei Meihua doesn't have to be concerned," Atticus replied with a smile.As Atticus flashed his charming smile, Li Ming felt a sudden rush of warmth spread through her. It was a smile that could rival the sun's radiance, and it left her momentarily breathless. She had admired him from afar for what felt like an eternity, watching his every move with a mixture of fascination and longing.In that fleeting moment, their eyes locked, and it was as if time had come to a standstill. Atticus's gaze, filled with a blend of curiosity and kindness, was like a gentle caress on her soul. It was a look that made her heart skip a beat, and she couldn't help but blush, her cheeks turning a rosy shade that mirrored the flush of a budding rose in spring.Li Ming's pulse quickened, and her fingers trembled as if they had a will of their own. Overwhelmed by the intensity of her emotions, she instinctively covered her face with her delicate hands, partly to hide her blush and partly to conceal the rapid rise and fall of her chest as her heart raced.Without a word, she turned and fled down the corridor, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished stone floor. Her heart pounded in her chest like a drum, and her thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions. She knew she had to gather her courage someday to express her feelings, but the overwhelming charm of Atticus had left her utterly flustered."What in the heavens just happened?" Atticus was sincerely confused as to why Li Ming had suddenly run off, He seemed to be oblivious to his charm and the effect he had on most ladies. His face was one of the main reason he was constantly bullied after all as most male sect members hated the fact that someone so pathetic and weak could still catch the fancy of the ladies. This was ironic, since the main reason he was killed in his past life was because of jealousy and now the source of his bullying steamed from the same source, being handsome seemed more of a curse for Atticus than a blessing.Well, it was time to finish wrapping up his wounds and dress up. The banquet sounded like the perfect place to start earning some points. He was about to make his first lucid official contact with this world, and a part of him was still excited even though the memories already told him what he needed to know. But still, nothing beats a first-hand experience.
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An Outing
As Atticus left the underground ring, the cheers and bloodthirsty roars of the crowd still echoed in his ears. His steps were steady, his expression calm, but beneath the surface, his body thrummed with a strange energy. The soul essence of the Bone Crusher, the life force of his defeated opponent, lingered within him, fueling his every step. The system was doing its work, absorbing the essence and converting it into raw power. His mind was flooded with the sensation of strength—a heavy, suffocating weight that both thrilled and disturbed him. The Reaper Points tally flashed in his vision, now at a staggering 50,000."All that from one fight," Atticus muttered to himself as he crossed through the dark, winding corridors. The weight of the negative emotions he had absorbed—the fear, the hatred, the malice of the crowd and the Bone Crusher—pressed down on him like a suffocating cloak. It had fueled his victory, his current profit. It was a dark, addictive power, one that came at the co
Bone crusher
The next day came by with a flash and tonight was the night his request would be answered. He spent the days leading up to this moment in a haze of fights, each victory further solidifying his dominance in the Bloodfist Arena. But it wasn’t enough. The thrill of victory, once intoxicating, had dulled. He craved more—something darker, more dangerous. He needed it...he needed to kill.That desire led him here, to the bowels of the Bloodfist Arena, where Grimlock had agreed to take him to the underground ring. The hidden arena was a myth whispered among fighters—a place where death was certain, but the rewards were even greater.As the evening began, Grimlock appeared in the training hall, his face grim and set as always. "You ready, kid?" he asked, his voice rough with experience.Atticus wiped the sweat from his brow and gave a curt nod. "Lead the way."Without another word, Grimlock motioned for Atticus to follow. They descended into the depths of the arena, passing through dimly lit
Underground ring
Atticus could barely feel the thrum of his pulse through the haze of exhaustion as he emerged from the arena. The demon’s death had bought him the Reaper Points he needed, but it had also left him with a gnawing emptiness. The shadows of the arena’s blood-soaked ground seemed to cling to him as he made his way through the labyrinthine corridors to Grimlock’s office.The arena manager’s quarters were a stark contrast to the brutal spectacle of the arena. Lined with opulent furnishings and trinkets from across the realms, the room was a testament to Grimlock’s status. It was here that Atticus found him, hunched over a desk cluttered with papers and gambling receipts.“Grimlock,” Atticus began, his voice steady despite the turmoil within.Grimlock looked up, his eyes narrowing. “Atticus. You look like hell. But that's the point uhn. Gunning for more fights?”“Actually,” Atticus said, leaning against the doorframe, “I’m here to talk about something similar.”Grimlock’s interest piqued. He
System's penalty: 2
Atticus stood alone in his quarters, the heavy silence pressing in around him. His thoughts churned as the system’s cold voice echoed in his mind. 'Two choices. Both deadly.'Facing Xar'gath, a 'Nascent Soul-level demon', was as good as a death sentence. The demon lord’s power was unrivaled in this realm, and Atticus knew he wasn’t strong enough to take him on. But the alternative was just as dangerous. The **Gate of Oblivion**—a forbidden technique that could tear open space itself, allowing him to escape. Yet the system’s demand for more death, more souls, was a price Atticus wasn’t sure he could pay.His chest felt tight as the weight of the decision bore down on him. The system was relentless, pushing him to act. But what would be left of him after? His chaos meridian was already fragile, weakened by the demonic qi that coursed through him. If he used the Reaper System too much, if he harvested too many souls, he risked losing control—risked losing everythingBut he couldn’t stay
System's penalty
Days turned into weeks, each one bleeding into the next as Atticus fought battle after battle in the Blood Fist Arena. Every day, the same routine: wake, fight, survive. The dim corridors and oppressive heat had become his world, and the echoes of the roaring crowd were a constant reminder of his captivity. For Atticus, time had lost all meaning, every fight just another step in a seemingly endless cycle of violence.Each day felt heavier, his muscles aching more as the constant combat began to take its toll. But it wasn’t just his body that suffered—the stagnant energy in his cultivation gnawed at him. He was stuck, unable to break through to the next realm, and the weight of his situation began to settle in like an immovable burden.Weeks had passed since he last thought of his purpose, of the Reaper System and the mission that had brought him here. His days had become a haze of blood and battle, and his nights were haunted by restless dreams of a life he barely remembered. It was a
Kaela
Atticus returned to the arena lodge with Kraul's words still echoing in his mind. 'I will just have to find an alternative I guess'Tomorrow's fight loomed ahead, but his thoughts were consumed by the plan Kraul had laid out. Allowing Xar'gath to breach the veil and invade his world was a prospect that gnawed at him, yet he knew he had to stay focused. His mind swirled with conflicting emotions as he entered the lodge. The familiar scent of sweat, blood, and metal filled his senses, grounding him in the reality of the moment. The arena was where he had honed his skills, where he had survived against all odds. But now, it felt like a distraction from the larger conflict, a cruel reminder that his true battle lay far beyond these walls.A few fellow fighters nodded in acknowledgment as he passed, their respect for him evident. He had earned his place among them through sheer dominance in the arena, his reputation growing with each victory. But there was no camaraderie here, only a sha
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