Me Feng (3)
Me Feng blankly stared at his walls for hours. It was not until an impulse that awakened him from his daydreaming that he became conscious.
"Even if you killed me, even if you considered me as a mere mortal, you are still my wife. And I am still your husband, Chu Qing'er..."
This 'impulse' was a surging spirit that filled him with fighting intent, enough to even make him fearless toward the Heaven itself. Me Feng inhaled deep breaths, savoring this amazing feeling.
Me Feng placed his hand on his heart, where he could feel its intense beats. His previous despair disappeared, replaced by a surging will to defy and to fight!
"Do not worry, my wife. This time, your husband won't be who he used to be. I'll fight for you."
Personally, it was something new to him. This sense of excitement and vigor to subdue those who wished to block him from his destination. The source of willpower that made his blood boil in the face of an opponent he should despair for!
After recuperating himself, Me Feng opened his eyes with a newfound spirit. His face had a smile, gazing up at the night sky.
This time, I won't treat you like a mere wife. I'll fight for you! I'll treat you like you are the most treasured thing in the world!
| Karma: 112,750.
| Cultivation Technique: Mortal Body Scripture Stage 1 (+), the Stance of the Snake Stage 0 (+).
After reorganizing his mind, Me Feng became focused. His eyes swept through the interface before landing on a particular section.
He cupped his chin. It seems like it was a system familiar to those fictions one of his particular co-workers kept talking about. When certain actions brought a certain imaginary currency, which could be used to elevate one's skills using the feature of this so-called system.
"Hm, but why did I get these karma points? I never did anything significant, though?"
He became puzzled. He looked at the multiple neon interfaces on his face, and he finally found the reason why.
| Villainess's Dearest Interface has been activated!
"What?!"
Villainess?! As if those villainous women who tend to take some extreme measures for the sake of their goals?! Me Feng became still for a while.
Villainess's Dearest means becoming a 'significant half' of a villainous woman, and if considering Chu Qing'er—
Me Feng was flabbergasted.
He couldn't get his head around this. He didn't know which one was worse. The fact that Chu Qing'er was a villainess or the demand of this mysterious system to be a villainess's dearest...
He didn't even know who were the villainesses in this world! How was he supposed to know?!
Sometimes, what seems like a villainess, like a leader of a cult or the head of a dark organization, was a lady who just wanted to protect her loved ones, while those who integrated themselves with the 'righteous' forces were actually people who were even more heinous and disgusting than devils themselves.
Me Feng felt a headache. He was excited just now, yet, he actually had to be a dear to a villainess to improve himself...
The body that he 'reincarnated' with only had a Low Ninth Grade spiritual root, and he was even weaker than a f***** monkey. Me Feng cursed.
As he was jeopardized by this stupid system, his heart suddenly burst out, filling his body with fighting spirit. At the same time, a notification appeared on his face,
| Reminder: Villainesses are women who hate the way the world works, wish to abdicate it, and actually have the power, spirit, and fate to change it. Their affiliations did not matter. As an example, the system will recognize a good, righteous Empress as a villainess if she hates the world.
"That's even worse!"
Affiliating himself as a 'dearest' to women who have enough power and fate to change a f***** world seems to be a very bad prospect to live in. Me Feng's headache became even more potent.
After a conflict of interest between his brain and his heart, which the former reasoned with several acute reasons while the latter jumped out with fighting intent to meet his wife again, Me Feng helplessly accepted his heart.
He shrugged helplessly. It is what it is. Besides, he could become powerful with this tool. And when he reached a certain height... Me Feng became melancholic.
"One day, my wife. On a good, sunny day, I'll come and meet you, no matter how far you seem to be. No matter how big the resistance I have to face. No matter how powerful the opposition I have to fight. I'll find you and show you what you wanted to see!"
"I'll spoil you to death afterward."
Even without this surging willpower, his conclusion would remain the same. Me Feng understood clearly, just how far he had fallen for his beautiful wife.
He may seem like a fool. A wishful, stupid man who was too fixated on a woman who literally had killed him. He understood how utterly foolish it was as a bystander. He would also react in a way like: "You love a woman who killed you? Just what the f*ck?!"
But it's absolutely fine.
When a mere man witnessed the descent of an angel, even if she rejected him, no one could stop him from fighting for her love, right? Lest she actually likes him!
Me Feng admitted it to himself. He was entranced to death by his wife, and he meant it literally!
With a relieved heart, Me Feng threw himself into the bed with a relaxed expression.
He looked at the 'cultivation techniques', pondering whether he should upgrade them or not.
"Wait! I could exchange the karma points for an equivalent boon, right?"
His eyes lighted up. He looked back to the previous prompts, and after a quick search, a prompt that asked him for an exchange was found.
| Detected that the host has enough karma points to exchange for a boon. Do you wish to exchange it?
| Reminder: The host could exchange in numerical forms of: a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand...
"Shall we stake it all?"
Me Feng grinned. It's obvious that the more points he puts in, the more precious the thing he'll get. Having little to no hesitation in his heroic heart, Me Feng courageously stakes it all!
...A second later, he backed down. Leave the two thousands for future consideration seems to be more appropriate.
"Exchange 100,000 and 10,000!"
| Exchange was successful!
| You received Sovereign Scripture: Endless Body Battles!
| You received Green Talent: Flexible, Strong Bones!
| Note: The scriptures from the interface were bound to the host, and cannot be shared.
Me Feng widened his eyes. Sovereign Scripture! Such an exaggerated name. It must be good, right? As for the note, he merely glanced at it. Even if it didn't remind him, why would he share it?
Sparing no time to look for the second thing he got, Me Feng quickly delved deep into his mind.
As soon as the prompt was released, he was granted an instantaneous comprehension of the related technique, giving him a clear view of what he must do.
"Endless Body Battles! A scripture to nurture a body through continuous limit-breaking, death-seeking battles! There are 5 stages. Apprentice, Fighter, Gladiator, Warmonger and Ashura!"
Me Feng's breath hitched midway. This is a scripture that required the cultivator to fight with all he had to improve it! At the apprentice stage, the body could exert 2 times one's limit. At the fighter stage, one could explode with 4 times one's limit. Each stage multiplied the boost by 2 times!
In the completion stage, in addition to the 2 times multiplier, the cultivator will explode with 10 times of that!
Me Feng was flabbergasted. 320 times of one's limit!!! He gasped in amazement, as expected of a Sovereign Scripture! The way it worked was also bizarre.
It was stated that as long as the cultivator iterated its chant, when they fight to the death, a mysterious power would descend, preventing them from meeting the fate of being a cripple and a dead man.
Instead, their strained bones and muscles would undergo a significant change, and even the hidden potential within the human body would gradually reveal itself, which was the 2 times one's limit phenomenon.
The chant was also a key figure to start cultivating this technique. Which, fortunately, did not require the cultivator to fight to the death.
What made him even more dumbfounded was the chant.
Me Feng stared at the chant, speechless. Now when he wanted to fight to the death, he had to scream out this chant with all his might...?
He blankly read the chant, pitying his future self who had to scream out such a godly phrase, "Eat ass."
There's an additional note below the chant, "A true man and a real fighter wouldn't back down! Especially when they fight for the one they love! They will fight through it all!!! They bathe in their rage and wrath!!! Men, RAGE!!!"
"Yes, I understand. You want to fill yourself with vigor by the notion of fighting for love. But why... Why must this be done?"
Me Feng trembled. This must be the doing of the so-called 'Villainess's Dearest Interface', imposing on him such a ridiculous scripture.
He looked at it in longing yet hate. Must he really say goodbye to his future reputation?
A second later, Me Feng decided. F*** reputation, I gotta meet my wife! Just mere embarrassment, does it think it could stop my march?! Feeling dead inside, Me Feng clenched his fists, preparing to enter the path of purgatory!
After a huge deep inhale, Me Feng solemnly opened his eyes and screamed heroically!
"EAAAT!!!!"
"AAASSS—!!!"
That day, the Outer Division of the Soaring Cloud Sect was haunted by a scream. Especially the female disciples. It was like a howl, a desperate call of a madman who wished to, er, eat ass.
Not to mention the terrified, traumatized young girls within the Outer Division, even some men occasionally looked back, fearing that they may become the target of that madman.
The elders and the deans began to investigate, yet they couldn't even catch a single track. This made them even more terrified, thinking that a powerful, shameless madman was out for an unthinkable, unspeakable feast!
As for the culprit, Me Feng, he was currently recuperating his dry throat. He was also immersed in observing his physique, which he noticed had undergone a significant enhancement.
Me Feng discovered a mysterious part he could control now. He smiled widely. It was the access of his body to break his current limit! At the moment, it could only multiplied it up to 1.5 times. Without a fight to the death, he could not be considered as an apprentice yet.
Still, that's 50% of increment!
"Let's wait for tomorrow. I want to see the outside world."
He only had 2,750 karma points left. He wanted to check the rest of the features, but finding himself exhausted and beaten by the extremely hectic day, he couldn't hold on more.
And with a satisfying plop, Me Feng fell asleep on his bed.
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