Chapter 324 – Truths and Lies (X)

Chapter 324

Truths and Lies (X)

“Come on out, now! I need to fight you all!”

Hm.

Hmmmm.

Okay, I’m scared.

Holy shit, what is this status window?!! There’s so much crap to unpack that I don’t even know where to begin–no, no, I do. Of all the things, the most shocking one was actually the ‘Heavenly Chosen’ trait. This is only the second time this has ever appeared, the first one being for Long Tao.

Nobody else between him and this woman (I almost called her young, despite her being my age? Ugh, I’m becoming that old guy, aren’t I?) has ever had it, which means that it’s extremely rare, considering what kind of insane prodigies I’ve inspected since then.

I’m not quite clear on what the trait itself entails, to be honest–Long Tao, I feel, is a ‘protagonist’ more so because he’s a reincarnated monster rather than Heavenly Chosen, though it is entirely possible that it’s a thick canopy that shields young cultivators from premature deaths. Or maybe it guarantees smooth sailing to a degree?

I don’t know.

All I know is that it’s exceedingly rare, and that, in my head, puts her on par with Long Tao. Not as strong, of course, but in the same wheelhouse, as it were.

Then there was the assortment of other, insane crap–like most ‘prodigies’, she has some… unsavory aspects to her. Obsessive and Sadistic are one of those pairings that really make for either the most dangerous stalker to ever exist or a psychotic cult leader that will eventually go out in a massive blaze of glory. A literal one, at that.

The topping of the wretched cake that is her entire self is the Brain-Worm; seeing as she’s already learned the same cultivation method as her father did, she was taken into the ‘cult’ (or whatever it is) already, and yet, somebody actually dared infect her with it. Can’t be any random dude from the street, so it’s probably some internal struggle that she’s merely the victim of.

If possible, I don’t want to entangle with the crazy any more than necessary, but before I could utter a sound, all four kids descended from their seats, though they didn’t surround her. Rather, they all decided to go to their own arenas, one per the rectangle.

This… well, pissed her off, to say the least.

“… what are you doing?” she hissed, cackling. “He he, funny. You lot are very, very funny. I like funny. I don’t like stupid or arrogant. And you are being both. I will give you one more chance: attack me, all four of you at once, or suffer the consequences. No, no, that won’t get you–if you don’t attack me, I will have my Father behead your Master and display his shame on the city’s tallest tower.”

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Hm.