บท 102: 1-8 Cultivation is a Game [Xianxia LitRPG Isekai]
Chapter 1 A Xianxia World
The soft glow from three 27-inch monitors lit up Kai's face as his fingers danced across the keyboard.
The twenty-five-year old's eyes darted between screens, each displaying different aspects of the latest MMORPG video game he was currently dominating. One showed a map of the world, another his character's inventory, and the main screen displayed the intense battle happening before him.
Hmm, if I flank from the east while my team distracts from the front, we can take down their defenses in under three minutes, Kai thought, a small smile playing on his lips.
He leaned forward, his lean frame hunched over the keyboard as he executed his plan. His dark brown hair fell slightly over his blue eyes, but he didn't bother pushing it back. Every second counted in this game.
"Kai, you there?" a voice crackled through his headset.
"Yeah, I'm here. Listen up, team. I've got a plan," Kai replied, his voice calm and focused. "Sarah, I need you to keep their attention on the main gate. Jake, you're with me. We're going to slip around the back and hit them where they least expect it."
"Got it, boss," Jake's voice chimed in. "You always come up with the craziest strategies, but they somehow work."
Kai allowed himself a small chuckle. "That's because I don't just play the game. I think three steps ahead of everyone else."
As his teammates moved into position, Kai couldn't help but reflect on how he approached not just this game, but life itself. Every situation was a puzzle to be solved, every interaction a move on a grand chessboard. It wasn't that he was cold or unfeeling – he just saw the world differently. Everything was a series of patterns and probabilities, waiting to be analyzed and exploited.
Life is just a complex game, he mused. And I intend to win.
With practiced ease, Kai guided his character through the virtual landscape, dodging enemy patrols and slipping past defensive lines. He could almost feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, the thrill of outsmarting his opponents sending a rush of satisfaction through him. This is what he lived for.
"Alright, we're in position," Kai whispered into his headset. "Sarah, start the attack... now!"
On cue, explosions rocked the enemy base on his main screen. Kai watched with satisfaction as chaos erupted, the enemy players scrambling to defend against the frontal assault. Little did they know, the real threat was already inside their walls.
"Jake, follow my lead. We're going for their command center," Kai instructed, his fingers flying over the keys as he navigated the battlefield.
As they approached their target, Kai noticed something odd. A small glitch in the corner of his screen, a flicker that shouldn't be there. He frowned, his mind immediately trying to process this unexpected variable.
Probably just a graphics bug. Focus on the mission,he told himself, pushing the anomaly to the back of his mind.
But the glitch persisted, growing larger with each passing second. Kai's frown deepened as he realized it wasn't just affecting one screen, but all of them.
"Uh, guys? Are you seeing this?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty creeping into his usually confident voice.
"Seeing what? Kai, we're kind of in the middle of a battle here!" Sarah's stressed voice came through the headset.
Before Kai could respond, the glitch exploded across his screens. The virtual world dissolved into a chaotic swirl of pixels and code. At the center of it all, a trident-like symbol pulsed with an eerie red light.
"What the hell?" Kai muttered, his mind racing to understand what was happening. This wasn't like any computer error he'd ever encountered.
He reached for the power button, intending to shut down his system, but froze as an overwhelming surge of energy seemed to burst from the screens. It wasn't just a visual phenomenon – Kai could feel it, like static electricity crackling over his skin.
This isn't possible. Computers don't do this, his logical mind protested even as the energy intensified.
"Kai? Kai, can you hear me?" Jake's voice seemed distant now, barely audible over the strange humming that filled the room.
Kai tried to respond, to move, to do anything, but found himself paralyzed. The energy enveloped him, seeming to seep into his very being. His vision blurred, the world around him fading away as consciousness slipped from his grasp.
His last coherent thought before darkness claimed him was, I really hope this is just some weird dream...
The first thing Kai noticed as he regained consciousness was the smell. Gone was the familiar scent of his room - a mix of coffee, electronics, and the faintest hint of sweat from long gaming sessions. Instead, his nostrils were assaulted by the nauseating smell of manure.
Did someone leave my window open again? he wondered groggily.
Kai's eyes fluttered open, then immediately widened in shock. Instead of the familiar sight of his bedroom ceiling, he found himself staring up at the evening sky.
"What the..." Kai muttered, pushing himself up to a sitting position. His head swam with the movement, and he took a moment to steady himself.
As his vision cleared, Kai took in his surroundings with growing disbelief. He was in the middle of a forest. Towering trees stretched as far as the eye could see. The ground was carpeted with a thick layer of moss and ferns, dotted here and there with overgrown mushrooms.
This has to be a dream, Kai thought, pinching his arm hard. The sharp pain did nothing to dispel the scene before him.
"Okay, stay calm," he said aloud, his voice sounding oddly muffled in the large forest. "Think this through logically."
Kai stood up, brushing leaves and dirt from his clothes. He was still wearing the t-shirt and sweatpants he had on while gaming, but his feet were bare.
First step, assess the situation, he thought, falling back on his analytical instincts.
He patted his pockets, finding only his phone and wallet. The phone, unsurprisingly, had no signal.
"Great," Kai muttered. "No shoes, no food, no idea where I am. This is just perfect."
As he continued his self-assessment, Kai noticed something strange on his right wrist. A faint, glowing mark pulsed just beneath his skin. It resembled the symbol he had seen on his computer screen just before... whatever this was had happened.
"Okay, that's new," he said, prodding at the trident-like mark. It didn't hurt, but he could feel a subtle warmth emanating from it.
Focus, Kai, he chided himself. Weird glowing tattoos can wait. Need to figure out where I am and how to get back home.
Kai picked a direction at random and started walking. As he moved through the forest, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The air felt different - thicker somehow, charged with an energy he couldn't quite explain.
It's like I can almost feel the life in this place, he thought. Stop it, that doesn't make any sense. You're just disoriented.
After what felt like hours of walking, Kai's ears perked up at a sound that didn't belong to the forest - voices. Human voices.
Finally, some answers, he thought, quickening his pace.
As he pushed through a particularly dense patch of undergrowth, Kai found himself at the edge of a small clearing. His jaw dropped at the sight before him.
A small village nestled at the foot of a towering mountain, its architecture unlike anything Kai had ever seen outside of historical documentaries or fantasy games. The buildings were constructed of wood and stone, with sweeping, tiled roofs that curved upward at the corners. People milled about, dressed in robes and carrying baskets of what looked like herbs and vegetables.
"No way," Kai breathed. "This can't be real."
He watched from the treeline for several minutes, his mind racing. The villagers spoke a language he couldn't understand, but their mannerisms and the general layout of the village reminded him of something...
It's like I've stepped into one of those Xianxia novels,he thought. But that's impossible. Right? This must be some sort of prank?
Deciding that standing in the forest wasn't going to get him any answers, Kai steeled himself and stepped out into the open. Almost immediately, several villagers noticed him and began pointing and talking excitedly.
Here goes nothing, Kai thought as he approached the nearest person – a bald old man.
"Excuse me," Kai said, trying to keep his voice steady. "Can you tell me where I am?"
The old man's eyes widened in surprise. He replied in a language Kai didn't understand, gesturing animatedly.
"I'm sorry, I don't..." Kai began, but trailed off as he realized something incredible. While he couldn't understand the man's words, their meaning was somehow becoming clear in his mind.
"Young man," the old man was saying, "are you lost? This is Misty Waterfall Village. If you don't know where that is, we're at the foot of Mount Celestial Ascent."
Misty Waterfall Village? Mount Celestial Ascent? I've never heard of either place. These names sounded like something out of a fantasy game, not real locations!
Kai struggled to keep his face neutral, not wanting to alarm the old man. Where on Earth was he? Or was he even on Earth anymore? The thought sent a chill down his spine.
"Yeah…I think I am lost," Kai said. "I'm not sure how I got here. Everything's a bit... fuzzy."
The old man's expression softened. "Ah, a troubled mind. Come, come. Let's get you something to eat and drink. Perhaps that will help clear your thoughts."
As Kai followed the elder into the village, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at his deception. But he pushed the feeling aside, knowing that before he found out what was going on, caution was necessary.
It's not really lying, he rationalized. I am confused and lost. I'm just... omitting some details.
The old man led Kai to a small tea house near the center of the village. As they walked, Kai took in every detail he could, cataloging information for later analysis. The villagers went about their daily routines, but many paused to stare curiously at the newcomer in his odd clothing.
Inside the tea house, the air was fragrant with the scent of herbs and spices. The old man gestured for Kai to sit at a low table, then spoke quietly to the proprietor. Soon, a steaming cup of tea and a plate of dumplings were placed before Kai.
"Eat, drink," the elder encouraged. "Then we can talk about your situation."
Kai nodded gratefully and took a sip of the tea. The flavor was unlike anything he'd tasted before - complex, earthy, with an underlying energy that seemed to invigorate him.
Focus, he reminded himself. Gather information. But be careful what you reveal.
"Thank you for your kindness," Kai said, setting down the cup. "I'm afraid I don't remember much. My name is Kai, but beyond that..." He trailed off, shrugging helplessly.
The old man nodded sympathetically. "I am Chen Lao. It's not unheard of for cultivators to experience memory loss after a particularly intense breakthrough or battle. Perhaps that is what happened to you?"
Kai's ears perked up at the familiar term. Cultivators. So, this really is a xianxia world…
"Cultivators?" he asked, feigning ignorance. "I'm not sure what that means."
Chen Lao's eyebrows rose in surprise. "You don't know of cultivation? But surely, with your level of qi..." He trailed off, studying Kai more closely. "Fascinating. It seems your memories are more damaged than I thought. Tell me, young man, what do you know of qi?"
Kai pretended to concentrate, as if trying to recall something just out of reach. "Qi... it sounds familiar. Something about energy? Life force?"
The elder nodded encouragingly. "Yes, yes. Qi is the energy that flows through all living things. Cultivators are those who have learned to harness and strengthen their qi, gaining great power in the process."
As Chen Lao spoke, something extraordinary happened. A translucent window suddenly appeared in Kai's field of vision, hovering in the air like a holographic display. Kai managed to keep his expression neutral, but internally, his mind was racing.
A status window. Just like in the games. Either I've taken too many mushrooms again or I'm really in a new world…
The window displayed his name at the top, followed by a series of stats:
Name: Kai Thorn
Level: 1
Qi: 10/10
Strength: 10
Agility: 12
Durability: 10
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 10
Kai's eyes widened slightly at the intelligence stat. At least that carried over, he thought with a hint of pride.
"Is something wrong?" Chen Lao asked, noticing Kai's distraction.
Kai quickly refocused on the conversation. "No, sorry. Just... trying to process everything. You said cultivators can gain great power? How does that work?"
As the old man launched into an explanation of the basics of cultivation, Kai listened intently while also experimenting with the status window. He found that he could interact with it using his thoughts, expanding different sections and viewing more detailed information.
This is a game-changer, Kai realized. With this interface, I can optimize my growth in ways others can't even imagine.
"...and that's why many young cultivators join sects," Chen Lao was saying as Kai tuned back in. "The major sects provide resources and training that can greatly accelerate one's cultivation journey."
Kai nodded, filing away this crucial information. "These sects, are there many of them?"
"Oh yes," the elder replied. "The largest in our region are the Azure Sky Sect, known for their righteous path, and the Dark Moon Sect, who... well, they have a reputation for being more pragmatic in their pursuits."
Righteous path versus pragmatism, Kai mused. I'll need to learn more about these sects before making any decisions.
"Thank you for explaining all this," Kai said, bowing his head slightly. "It's helping to clear some of the fog in my mind. I'm still not sure how I got here or where I came from, but at least I have a better understanding of where I am now."
Chen Lao smiled. "You are welcome, young man. Now, we should consider your next steps. Without your memories, you are vulnerable. With your talent, perhaps we could arrange for you to meet with one of the sect recruiters when they next visit our village?"
Kai considered the offer. It was tempting - a direct path into this world's power structure. But he also knew he needed more information before committing to anything.
"That's very generous," he said carefully. "But I think I need some time to... find myself first. Is there somewhere I could stay for a few days? I'd be happy to work in exchange for lodging."
The old man stroked his beard thoughtfully. "Hmm, yes, that could be arranged. My nephew runs the village granary. He could always use an extra pair of hands during the harvest season. And we have a small guest house where traveling cultivators sometimes stay. It's yours for as long as you need."
Kai bowed deeply, genuinely grateful for the man's kindness. "Thank you, Chen Lao. Your generosity is overwhelming."
As they stood to leave the tea house, Kai caught his reflection in a polished metal surface. He still looked like himself - short dark hair, lean build, blue eyes - but something seemed different. There was an energy about him that hadn't been there before.
Welcome to your new life, Kai, he thought to himself. Time to start playing the game.
Chapter 2 Trident Mark?
Kai's eyes fluttered open as he was greeted by the unfamiliar ceiling. He blinked, memories of the previous day flooding back. The forest, the village, Chen Lao's kindness - it all felt surreal.
He sat up slowly, taking in his surroundings. The guest house was small but comfortable, with simple furnishings and a window overlooking the village.
So, it wasn't a dream, Kai mused. I'm really in another world.
As he stretched, Kai realized something surprising - he didn't feel the pang of homesickness he'd expected. Earth, with its familiar routines and technology, seemed like a distant memory.
It's like I've stepped into one of my games, he thought, a small smile playing on his lips. Except now, I'm the main character.
Kai had always been more at home in virtual worlds than in reality. His friends were mostly online gaming buddies, their interactions limited to voice chats and strategy discussions. As for family...
Mom, he thought, a brief wave of sadness washing over him. She had passed away shortly after he finished college, leaving him alone in the world. His father had never been in the picture.
Kai shook his head, pushing away the thoughts. No use dwelling on the past. This is a fresh start, cultivation is just another game system to master. I've got my status window, and now I need to level up.
Name: Kai Thorn
Level: 1
Qi: 10/10
Strength: 10
Agility: 12
Durability: 10
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 10
Kai studied the numbers, his mind already whirring with possibilities. If this is anything like the games I've played, those stats are going to be crucial. Time to start grinding.
A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. "Kai?" Chen Lao's voice called out. "Are you awake?"
"Yes, I'm up," Kai replied, quickly pulling on the simple robes that had been provided for him. He opened the door to find the old man smiling warmly.
"Good morning," Chen Lao said. "I hope you slept well. My nephew is ready to show you around the granary if you're still willing to help out."
"Of course," Kai nodded. "I'm grateful for your hospitality. It's the least I can do to repay you."
The granary was a large, sturdy building on the outskirts of the village. A young man with a friendly face was waiting outside, waving as Kai approached.
"You must be Kai," he said with a warm smile. "I'm Liang. Uncle Chen told me about you. Welcome to the Misty Waterfall Village!"
Kai smiled back and stuck out his hand. Liang looked at it oddly, seeming confused. Kai quickly realized his mistake - this wasn't how people greeted each other here. He lowered his hand and gave a small bow instead.
"Thanks for having me," Kai said. "I'm ready to work."
Liang returned the bow with a laugh. "Eager, I see! Well, we've got plenty to do. Come on, I'll show you around."
The next few days passed in a blur of activity. Kai threw himself into the work, helping to sort and store the newly harvested grains, repair damaged storage containers, and assist with inventory.
It was hard, physical labor - something Kai wasn't used to. But as the days went by, he found himself growing stronger, more agile. His status window reflected these changes:
Name: Kai Thorn
Level: 1
Qi: 10/10
Strength: 11
Agility: 13
Durability: 11
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 10
Not bad, Kai thought, studying the screen during a brief break. But I need to start working on my Qi if I want to make real progress in this world.
As if the universe had heard his thoughts, an opportunity presented itself that very afternoon. Kai was carrying a heavy sack of grain when he noticed an old man struggling with a similar load.
"Here, let me help you with that," Kai offered, setting down his own sack and moving to assist the elder.
The old man's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh, thank you, young man. These old bones aren't what they used to be."
As Kai picked up the sack, he noticed something odd. The old man's frail appearance seemed at odds with the way he moved - there was a fluidity, a subtle grace that spoke of hidden strength.
Interesting, Kai thought. There's more to this guy than meets the eye.
"I'm Kai," he said, introducing himself as they walked. "I'm new to the village."
The old man nodded. "Ah, yes. I've heard about you. The young man with no memories. I am Zhang Wei."
There was something in Zhang Wei's tone that made Kai pause. A hint of... curiosity? Suspicion?
"That's right," Kai said carefully. "I'm afraid I don't remember much about my past."
Zhang Wei hummed thoughtfully. "Memory is a fickle thing, young Kai. But the body remembers what the mind forgets. Tell me, have you ever heard of Qi?"
Kai feigned ignorance, shaking his head. "Chen Lao mentioned it, but I'm not sure I understand."
"Ah," Zhang Wei nodded. "Memory loss can be a tricky thing, especially for cultivators. Sometimes a particularly intense breakthrough or battle can scramble one's mind." He leaned forward. "Would you allow me to sense your qi? It might help me understand your situation better."
Kai hesitated for a moment but then realising there was no downsides, he nodded. "Of course, Elder."
The old man reached out, placing a hand on Kai's wrist. Kai felt a strange tingling sensation, as if something was probing gently at his core.
After a moment, Zhang Wei sat back, his expression a mix of surprise and intrigue. "Fascinating," he murmured. "Your qi... it's at the level of Qi Refining Stage 1, but there's something unusual about it. Almost as if..." He trailed off, lost in thought.
Kai leaned forward, genuinely curious. "What is it, Elder Zhang?"
The old man shook his head. "It's hard to say for certain. But your qi feels... pure, untainted. As if you've never used any cultivation techniques at all, despite clearly having a strong foundation."
Well, that tracks, Kai thought wryly. Hard to have cultivation experience when you've only been in this world for a few days.
Aloud, he said, "I see. Is that... unusual?"
Zhang Wei nodded slowly. "Quite. Most cultivators at your level would have already begun shaping their qi according to specific techniques. Yours is like a blank slate." He studied Kai intently. "Tell me, young man, would you be interested in relearning some basic cultivation methods? It might help jog your memory."
Bingo, Kai thought. This is exactly what I need. But he kept his expression neutral. "I would be very grateful for your guidance, Elder Zhang."
And so, after finishing their work at the granary, Kai found himself following Zhang Wei to a small clearing just outside the village.
"Now," Zhang Wei said, his voice taking on a more authoritative tone, "Qi is the energy that flows through all living things. Cultivators learn to harness this energy, to strengthen their bodies and perform incredible feats."
Kai listened intently, pretending to absorb this information for the first time while his mind raced with possibilities.
Zhang Wei continued, "Close your eyes, young Kai. Try to feel the energy within you. It may be faint at first, but with practice, you can learn to sense and control it."
Kai did as instructed, closing his eyes and focusing inward. To his surprise, he could indeed feel something - a warm, tingling sensation that seemed to flow through his body.
Is this Qi? he wondered. It feels... familiar somehow.
"I... I think I feel something," Kai said hesitantly, opening his eyes.
Zhang Wei nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. "Good, good. Now, try to gather that energy. Imagine it pooling in your lower abdomen."
Kai concentrated, visualizing the energy as a glowing orb. To his amazement, he could feel the Qi responding to his will, slowly gathering as directed.
Zhang Wei's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Impressive! You're a natural, young Kai. Or perhaps... you're remembering skills you once knew."
Kai feigned confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Your control is too refined for a complete novice," Zhang Wei explained. "I suspect you were once a cultivator of some skill. Your current level seems to be that of Qi Refining Stage 1 but it's likely it was previously higher."
Higher? You couldn't be more wrong, old man, Kai thought with a smile.
Aloud, he said, "I... I'm not sure. It does feel somewhat familiar."
Zhang Wei nodded sagely. "The mind may forget, but the body remembers. Now, let's try something more advanced. Channel your Qi to your hand."
Kai complied, focusing on directing the energy as instructed. As he did so, he felt a strange tingling in his right wrist. Glancing down, he saw the mysterious mark glowing faintly.
What the...
Suddenly, the Qi in his hand seemed to solidify, taking on a vaguely sword-like shape.
Zhang Wei's eyes widened in shock. "By the heavens! Y-you're condensing Qi!"
Kai stared at the shimmering energy construct in his hand, his mind racing. This... this could be a game-changer.
"I've never seen anything quite like it," Zhang Wei continued, his voice filled with awe. "Young man, your background must be extraordinary. You must come from a powerful sect indeed!"
Kai hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. "I... I suppose I must."
Better to let them think that, he reasoned. It might keep me safer in the long run.
"We must continue your training," Zhang Wei said eagerly. "Your talent is too great to waste. Meet me here again tomorrow, and we'll work on developing this ability further."
As Kai made his way back to the guest house that evening, his mind buzzing with possibilities. Qi Condensation... I can create weapons out of pure energy. The tactical advantages are enormous.
He spent the next few hours experimenting with his new ability, forming various weapons and tools from his Qi. Swords, spears, shields - each came with its own advantages and drawbacks.
I need to plan for every scenario, Kai thought, his strategic mind kicking into high gear. In close combat, a sword would be ideal. For ranged attacks, maybe I can form something like a bow. And a shield for defense...
As he practiced, Kai couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration. This really is the ultimate game. And I intend to master it.
The next morning, Kai woke up early, eager to continue his training with Zhang Wei. As he made his way to the clearing, he ran through potential scenarios in his mind.
If I encounter a stronger cultivator, I'll need to rely on strategy rather than brute force. Maybe I can use the environment to my advantage...
"Ah, young Kai," Zhang Wei greeted him as he arrived. "Ready to continue your training?"
"Absolutely," Kai nodded, a determined look in his eyes. "What's next?"
Zhang Wei smiled approvingly. "Let's work on refining your Qi Condensation skill. Try forming different shapes, focusing on stability and detail."
For the next few hours, Kai practiced diligently under Zhang Wei's guidance. He formed swords, spears, shields, and even attempted more complex shapes like chains and grappling hooks.
"Remarkable," Zhang Wei muttered, watching Kai create a detailed dagger of pure Qi. "Your progress is astounding. Almost like this all comes naturally to you. Are you sure you don't remember any of your past training?"
Kai shook his head, maintaining his facade of confusion. "No, it's all still a blank. But this... it feels right somehow."
"Your ability, your rapid progress... these are not traits of an ordinary sect," Zhang Wei nodded thoughtfully. "I suspect you may have connections to one of the major powers in our world. Perhaps even one of the hidden bloodlines!"
Kai's mind raced with the implications. Hidden bloodlines? That could be useful information.
Outwardly, he maintained a look of confused interest. "Hidden bloodlines? What do you mean?"
Zhang Wei lowered his voice, glancing around as if afraid of being overheard. "There are whispers of powerful cultivation families that operate in secret, away from the politics and conflicts of the major sects. They are all born with an ability unique to that family, this could explain your Qi Condensation skill. If you really do come from such a background, young Kai, you must be very careful. Such connections can be both a blessing and a curse."
Despite knowing he didn't hail from such a family, Kai nodded. "I understand. Thank you for the warning, Master Zhang."
As they continued their training, Kai's mind was already formulating plans and strategies. If I can convince others that I have a powerful backing, it might deter potential enemies. But I'll need to be careful not to attract too much attention. It's a delicate balance.
Over the next few days, Kai split his time between working at the granary and training with Zhang Wei. His progress was rapid, impressing even the old cultivator.
"Your talent is truly remarkable," Zhang Wei commented one afternoon as they took a break from training. "In just a few days, you've advanced to Qi Refining Stage 2. At this rate, you'll be ready for Foundation Establishment in no time."
Kai nodded, allowing a small smile of satisfaction to cross his face. His status window now showed:
Name: Kai Thorn
Level: 2
Qi: 25/25
Strength: 15
Agility: 17
Durability: 15
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 12
Not bad, he thought. But I need to keep pushing. In this world, power is everything.
"Master Zhang," Kai said, an idea forming in his mind. "You mentioned Foundation Establishment. I don't know much about it, can you tell me more?"
Zhang Wei's expression grew serious. "Ah, Foundation Establishment. It's a critical step in a cultivator's journey. It involves solidifying your Qi foundation, creating a stable base for future advancement. But it's also incredibly dangerous. Many cultivators fail at this stage, their foundations crumbling under the pressure."
Kai listened intently, his mind already analyzing the risks and potential rewards. "I see. And what happens to those who fail?"
A shadow passed over Zhang Wei's face. "Best case scenario? They're left unable to advance further, their cultivation stagnating. Worst case... their cultivation can backfire, crippling or even killing them."
A high-risk, high-reward scenario, Kai thought.
"Is that what happened to you, Master Zhang? If you don't mind me asking."
Zhang Wei sighed. "Yes it is. I was once a promising disciple of the Azure Sky Sect. But when I attempted Foundation Establishment, my foundation crumbled. I was lucky to survive, but the sect had no use for a crippled cultivator. They cast me out, and I've been living here ever since. Now, I'm no better than a Qi Refining Stage 5 cultivator at best…"
The sects aren't as benevolent as they might want people to believe, Kai's eyes narrowed slightly. I don't blame them though, cripples really don't have much use, even the righteous sects have to be pragmatic.
"I'm sorry to hear that but thank you for sharing that with me," Kai gave a slight bow.
Even though the decision to expel the old man was logical, Kai still felt genuinely bad for him.
Zhang Wei nodded, a sad smile on his face. "Learn from my mistakes, lad. Don't rush into Foundation Establishment until you're absolutely ready. And be wary of the major sects. They can offer great opportunities, but their favor is fickle."
As Kai made his way back to the village that evening, his thoughts were focused on advancement. I need to get stronger, fast. I don't know when the first boss battle will be. But I also need to be smart about it. No point in rushing to Foundation Establishment if it might kill me.
He spent the next few hours practicing his Qi Condensation skill, forming shapes and testing their durability. If I can create solid, lasting constructs, it could give me a significant advantage in combat.
As he worked, Kai found himself pondering his situation. It's strange. A week ago, I was just a gamer, living a normal life on Earth. Now, I'm training to become a cultivator in a world straight out of a fantasy novel.
But despite the strangeness of it all, Kai felt no real desire to return to his old life. What was there for me back on Earth, really? No family, no real friends... just games and a dead-end job. Here, I have the chance to become truly powerful. To make a real difference.
He formed a perfect replica of a longsword from his Qi, admiring its glowing edges. This is my world now.
Chapter 3 The Attack
The forest was quiet in the early morning light as Kai sat cross-legged on a mossy rock, his eyes closed in concentration. He took slow, deep breaths, following the cultivation technique Zhang Wei had taught him. The cool air filled his lungs as he focused on the flow of qi within his body.
Breathe in, hold, breathe out. Feel the energy circulating, Kai reminded himself.
He'd been practicing diligently for weeks now, gradually strengthening his qi and advancing through the early stages of cultivation. Physical labour no longer affected his stats, he would need to cultivate if he wanted to grow stronger.
As he continued the breathing exercise, Kai felt a subtle shift within him. The energy flowing through his meridians seemed to pulse more strongly, gathering and condensing in his dantian.
This feeling... could it be?
Kai opened his eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He pulled up his status window, confirming his suspicion:
Name: Kai Thorn
Level: 3
Qi: 50/50
Strength: 20
Agility: 22
Durability: 20
Intelligence: 16
Wisdom: 13
"Qi Refining Stage 3," Kai murmured, satisfaction evident in his voice. "Not bad for a few weeks of work."
He stood up, stretching his limbs and feeling the increased vitality coursing through his body. While he knew he still had a long way to go in terms of cultivation, each advancement felt like a significant milestone.
Some would assume it was mainly the physical stats that caused the disparity between the different stages in the Qi Refining Realm, but Kai didn't think so.
"It's the qi," Kai nodded. "The quality and quantity make the real difference."
He compared his current qi to when he was at Stage 2. It felt denser, more potent. He could sense it flowing through his meridians with greater force.
Kai approached a tall tree. He took a stance and threw a punch, channeling qi into his fist. The bark cracked, leaving a noticeable indentation.
"If I was still at Stage 2, that same punch would've barely scratched the surface," he mused. "The physical difference isn't huge, but the impact of the qi is night and day."
Holding out his hand, Kai's thoughts turned to his unique skill in this world. Time to practice Qi Condensation.
He focused, drawing upon his qi and willing it to take shape. A faint glow emanated from his palm as the energy coalesced into a simple dagger. Kai studied the construct critically, noting its strengths and weaknesses.
The blade looked sharp enough, but he could see minor imperfections in its form. More importantly, he could feel the drain on his qi as he maintained the construct. After about thirty seconds, the dagger flickered and dissipated.
"Hmm, better than when I started," Kai mused aloud. "But still a long way from being combat-ready."
He spent the next hour practicing, forming various shapes and testing how long he could maintain them. Swords, shields, even simple tools like hammers – each presented its own challenges.
The bigger or more complex the shape, the faster it drains my qi, Kai noted. And the strength seems directly tied to how much qi I put into it. At my current level, when facing a higher stage cultivator, it is more of a parlor trick than a weapon.
Still, he couldn't help but feel excited about the potential of this skill. With enough practice and as his cultivation base grew stronger, Kai knew this ability could become a formidable asset.
As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Kai decided to call it quits for the morning. His stomach growled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten yet.
Maybe I should bring something back for the village,he thought. A little hunting practice couldn't hurt.
Kai moved deeper into the forest, his footsteps nearly silent thanks to his improved agility. He kept his senses alert, listening for any signs of prey. After about fifteen minutes, he heard a rustle in the underbrush ahead.
Crouching low, Kai peered through the foliage. A plump pheasant pecked at the ground, unaware of his presence.
Perfect, Kai thought, a plan already forming in his mind.
He focused his qi, forming a thin, razor-sharp blade in his hand. Taking careful aim, Kai threw the qi construct like a throwing knife. The ethereal blade whistled through the air, striking the pheasant before it could react.
"Got it," Kai grinned, retrieving his prize. "Let's see how the villagers like this for breakfast."
Feeling quite pleased with himself, Kai made his way back toward the village. As he neared the outskirts, however, his smile faded. Something was wrong. The usual peaceful atmosphere was shattered by sounds of distress – crying, shouting, and the general chaos of panic.
Kai quickened his pace, bursting into the village square. The scene that greeted him was one of devastation. Several buildings showed signs of damage, with broken windows and splintered doors. Villagers milled about in confusion and fear, some nursing injuries while others comforted crying children.
"What happened here?" Kai demanded, approaching a group of villagers.
An older man with a bandaged arm turned to him, his face pale with shock. "Bandits," he spat. "They came about an hour ago, like a pack of wolves. We tried to fight them off, but..." He gestured helplessly at the destruction around them.
A woman nearby let out a wail of despair. "They took them! My daughter, my sweet Lin... they took her and the other girls!"
"Kidnapped?" Kai's blood ran cold. "How many?"
"At least a dozen," the injured man replied grimly. "Mostly young women and girls. We couldn't stop them."
Damn it, Kai thought, his mind racing. I should have been here. Maybe I could have...
He shook his head, pushing away the useless guilt. What mattered now was what he could do about it.
"Where's Zhang Wei?" Kai asked, scanning the crowd for the old cultivator.
"Over by the well," someone called out. "He's hurt pretty bad."
Kai hurried over, finding the elder slumped against the stone well, his robes stained with blood. Zhang Wei looked up as Kai approached, his face scrunched in pain.
"Kai," the old man croaked. "You're alright. I feared..."
"I'm fine," Kai assured him, kneeling beside his mentor. "What happened? How bad are you hurt?"
Zhang Wei grimaced. "Nothing fatal, just my pride. I tried to stop them, but..." He shook his head, frustration evident in his voice. "I'm useless. Can't manipulate qi past Stage 5 Qi Refining anymore. Years ago, those bandits wouldn't have stood a chance."
"What stage were the bandits at?" Kai's eyes narrowed. "Were they all cultivators?"
"Most were just mortal thugs," Zhang Wei replied. "But there were a few cultivators among them. Their leader..." The old man's voice dropped to a whisper. "He was at least Stage 6 Qi Refining. Maybe even Stage 7."
Stage 6 or 7? That's at least three whole stages above me, Kai thought, his mind already calculating odds and possibilities. In gaming terms, that's like a max-level player versus a newbie. But...
"We can't just let them take those women," Kai said firmly. "There has to be something we can do."
"Kai, no," Zhang Wei looked at him sharply. "I know what you're thinking, but it's suicide. You can't hope to defeat a Stage 7 cultivator. Not at your level."
Kai stood up, his jaw clenched. "Maybe not in a straight fight. But I've always specialized in taking down opponents way above my level. It just takes the right strategy."
He looked around the village, taking in the devastation. Children huddled in corners, crying for their missing mothers and sisters. Men nursed injuries, their faces full of shame and helplessness. Kai thought of Auntie Chen, who always slipped him extra treats after training, and young Mei Li, who'd watched wide-eyed as he showed off his qi skills.
They don't deserve this, Kai thought, his resolve hardening. These people took me in, helped me when I had nothing. I can't abandon them now.
"I'm going after them," Kai announced, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Zhang Wei struggled to his feet, grabbing Kai's arm. "Please, don't throw your life away! You're talented, yes, but talent means nothing against raw power at that level!"
Kai gently but firmly removed the old man's hand. "I appreciate your concern, Master Zhang. But I'm not going to charge in blindly. Trust me, I have experience with this sort of thing."
Maybe not in real life, Kai admitted to himself. But how different can it be from raid planning?
"I'll scout their location, assess their defenses, and come up with a plan," Kai continued. "If it looks impossible, I'll come back and we'll figure something else out. But I have to try."
Zhang Wei stared at him for a long moment, then sighed heavily. "I can see there's no talking you out of this. At least take some supplies with you. And for heaven's sake, be careful!"
Kai nodded, a grim smile on his face. "Always am. Don't worry, I'll bring them back."
As he gathered some basic supplies – food, water, and a sturdy knife – Kai's mind was already making plans.
First step, tracking. Then reconnaissance. Find their weaknesses, create a diversion, and extract the hostages. Simple in theory, but the execution will be tricky.
He paused at the village gate, looking back at the worried faces of the villagers.
I won't let you down, he silently promised. Time to put all those hours of gaming to real-world use.
With a deep breath, Kai set out on the bandits' trail. Whatever challenges lay ahead, he was ready to face them. After all, he'd come to this world with nothing – now he had a chance to prove his worth.
Let the hunt begin, Kai thought as he disappeared into the forest.
Chapter 4 Bait
Kai crouched low in the underbrush, his eyes scanning the forest floor. Broken twigs and trampled vegetation marked the bandits' trail clearly. He allowed himself a small smile.
Tracking in real life isn't so different from following quest markers, he mused. Just have to pay attention to the details.
As he moved through the forest, Kai's mind raced with possibilities. He knew he was severely outmatched in terms of raw power, but that had never stopped him before. In his gaming days, he'd led raid groups to take down bosses twenty levels above them.
This is just another raid, Kai reminded himself. Gather intel, form a strategy, execute flawlessly. Simple.
After a few hours of careful tracking, Kai heard voices ahead. He slowed his pace, moving as silently as possible. Through the trees, he caught glimpses of a small clearing with several crude tents set up.
Bingo. Bandit camp located.
Kai found a secluded spot with a good view of the camp. He settled in, preparing for a long stakeout. As he watched, he counted at least a dozen bandits milling about. Most looked like common thugs, but a few carried themselves with the confidence of cultivators.
Okay, let's see. Two guards on rotation, three by the main fire, four near the prisoner tent...
His eyes narrowed as he spotted a large, muscular man barking orders. The other bandits seemed to defer to him.
That must be the leader. Stage 6 or 7 Qi Refining, according to Zhang Wei. Way out of my league in a direct fight.
As Kai continued his reconnaissance, he overheard a heated argument breaking out among a group of bandits near the prisoner tent.
"I say we have some fun with the girls now," a scruffy-looking man growled. "Why wait?"
Another bandit, taller and leaner, shook his head. "You idiot. They'll fetch a higher price if they're untouched. Think with your head, not your-"
"Enough!" The leader's voice boomed across the camp. He strode over, his presence silencing the argument immediately. "We stick to the plan. No one touches the merchandise. Anyone who disobeys answers to me. Understood?"
The bandits mumbled their agreement, though some looked less than pleased.
Kai felt a surge of disgust. These bastards want to sell these women and children as slaves, I can't let that happen.
He continued observing, gathering every scrap of information he could. Guard rotations, sleeping arrangements, the layout of the camp - Kai committed it all to memory.
As the sun began to set, Kai retreated deeper into the forest to plan his next move. He found a small clearing and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to focus.
Okay, let's break this down. I'm outnumbered and outpowered. A direct assault is suicide. I need something to even the odds.
He opened his eyes, gazing at the darkening forest around him. An idea began to form.
In games, when you're up against a tough boss, sometimes you can use environmental hazards to your advantage. What if...
Kai's eyes widened as the plan crystallized in his mind.
A spiritual beast. If I could lure a powerful beast to the camp, it would cause chaos. The bandits would be distracted, maybe even thinned out. That could be my opening.
He nodded to himself, a smile spreading across his face. It was risky, borderline insane even. But it was the best shot he had.
Now, where to find a Stage 7 Qi beast?
Kai closed his eyes again, recalling everything he'd learned about this world's ecology. He thought back to countless hours spent studying monster spawns and boss locations in his old games.
In games, powerful monsters usually inhabit specific biomes. They need territory, food sources. If I were designing this world, where would I put a Stage 7 beast?
He opened his eyes, scanning the forest with new purpose. The terrain sloped upward to the east, towards rockier ground.
Higher elevation, more dangerous terrain. That's where I'd put the tough mobs.
With a nod, Kai set off towards the rocky slopes. As he hiked, he kept his senses alert for any sign of a powerful presence.
Hours passed as Kai climbed higher into the mountains. The forest thinned out, giving way to scrub and bare rock. Just as he was beginning to doubt his theory and wonder if game logic didn't apply to this world, he felt it - a prickle of energy on the back of his neck.
There's something up ahead. Something powerful.
Moving cautiously, Kai crept forward. As he peered around a large boulder, his breath caught in his throat.
There, in a small valley below, stood a creature straight out of legend. It resembled a tiger, but far larger than any earthly feline. Its coat glowed with an otherworldly blue-green light, and Kai could see sparks of energy crackling around its massive paws.
As Kai focused on the beast, a translucent window suddenly appeared in his vision:
Name: ???
Species: Thunderclaw Tigress
Level: Stage 7 Qi Refining
Type: Lightning Attribute Beast
Danger Level: High
Holy sh- Kai's thoughts were cut short as the tigress's head snapped towards him. Its eyes, glowing with electric blue light, locked onto his position.
A wave of pressure washed over Kai, nearly driving him to his knees. The beast's aura was overwhelming, far beyond anything he'd encountered in this world so far.
Oh shit, Kai thought, his heart racing. Why did I think this was a good idea?
The Thunderclaw Tigress let out a bone-shaking roar, electricity arcing between its fangs. Kai's mind raced, searching for a way out of this potentially fatal situation.
Okay, don't panic, he told himself, trying to steady his breathing. Think this through. What would I do if this was a game?
The massive beast began to stalk towards him, each step sending small shockwaves through the ground. Kai's eyes darted around, looking for any advantage he could use.
I can't outfight it, and I probably can't outrun it for long. Need to outsmart it somehow.
He spotted a narrow crevice in the giant rock face behind him. It looked just big enough for him to squeeze through, but far too small for the tigress.
That's my out. But I need to time this perfectly.
Kai took a deep breath, steeling himself for what came next. He locked eyes with the approaching beast, then made a show of stumbling backward in fear.
"Nice kitty," he said, voice quavering. "Good kitty. You don't want to eat me. I'm all skin and bones, see?"
The tigress growled, lightning crackling along its flanks. It crouched low, preparing to pounce.
Almost there. Just a little closer...
At the last possible second, as the beast launched itself towards him, Kai dove to the side. He rolled to his feet and sprinted for the crevice, hearing the thunderous impact of the tigress landing behind him.
Kai squeezed into the narrow opening, jagged rock scraping his sides. He pushed deeper into the crevice, heart pounding in his ears.
A deafening roar echoed through the rocks, followed by the sound of massive claws scrabbling at the entrance. Kai pressed himself as far back as he could, watching sparks fly as the beast tried to force its way in.
After several tense minutes, the tigress finally withdrew, letting out a frustrated growl. Kai, seeing the giant rock hold, allowed himself a breath of relief.
Okay, step one complete. I've found a Stage 7 beast. Now I just need to figure out how to lure it back to the bandit camp without getting myself killed in the process. No pressure.
He peered out of his rocky shelter, watching the Thunderclaw Tigress pace back and forth. Its eyes still glowed with predatory focus, fixed on the crevice where Kai hid.
This might take a while, Kai thought, settling in for a long wait. But hey, at least the hard part's over, right?
As he huddled in the cramped space, Kai's mind was already working on the next phase of his plan. He'd need to be smart, cautious, and more than a little lucky to pull this off.
Just another day in the life of an isekai protagonist
Chapter 5 By Order of the Jarl, Stop Right There!
Kai's heart raced as he sprinted through the forest, the thunderous footsteps of the beast echoing behind him. Branches whipped at his face, leaving stinging scratches, but he didn't dare slow down.
He'd waited in the crevice for hours, carefully observing the tigress's patterns. When it finally wandered far enough away, distracted by a low-level spiritual beast that accidentally wandered into its territory, Kai had seized his chance. He'd slipped out of the rocky shelter and taken off running, purposely making noise to draw the beast's attention.
This is just like kiting a high-level mob, Kai thought as he ran. I need to keep it chasing me without letting it catch up.
The beast roared, the sound reverberating through Kai's bones. He risked a glance back and immediately wished he hadn't. The creature was massive, easily twice his height, and it was quickly gaining on him!
Okay, time to use that Qi Condensation skill, Kai decided. Let's see how creative I can get with this.
As the beast lunged forward, Kai focused his qi, willing it to take shape beneath his feet. A glowing platform materialized in mid-air, just as he leapt upward. He landed on the ethereal surface, wobbling slightly but managing to keep his balance.
The beast skidded to a halt below, confusion evident in its glowing red eyes. It swiped at Kai with its massive paw, but he was just out of reach.
"Not so tough now, are you?" Kai taunted, allowing himself a small grin. Taunting giant monsters probably isn't the smartest move but I have to admit, it is fun!
The beast roared in frustration, rearing up on its hind legs. Kai's eyes widened as he realized it could almost reach him at this height.
Time for a little parkour, he thought, focusing his qi once more.
Just as the beast's claws were about to connect, Kai leapt sideways. Another qi platform materialized, providing a brief foothold. He pushed off immediately, creating a series of glowing stepping stones in the air.
The beast gave chase on the ground, its massive form crashing through the underbrush. Kai kept moving, alternating between running on the ground and creating aerial platforms when needed.
Every few moments, the tigress would launch itself into the air, massive paws swiping at Kai as he leapt. Each time, Kai barely managed to twist away or create a new platform just out of reach.
"Too slow!"
The beast roared in frustration, electricity crackling along its fur. It redoubled its efforts, closing the gap inch by inch.
This is actually kind of fun, Kai mused as he vaulted over a fallen log. In a terrifying, might-die-at-any-moment kind of way.
As they neared the bandit camp, Kai noticed a change in the beast's behavior. Its pursuit became less focused, its head turning towards the scent of the camp.
Looks like it worked, Kai thought, relief flooding through him. Time to let this oversized furball be their problem.
He created one last qi platform, using it to propel himself onto a nearby tree. From his perch, Kai watched as the beast stalked towards the camp, its earlier chase forgotten.
Now, let's have a good look at what we're dealing with, Kai thought, his breath finally steadying as he observed the bandit camp below. The bandits continued their celebration, oblivious to the danger lurking at the edge of their camp.
"Hey, Wang Jun! Pass me another bottle!" one bandit called out, his words slurring slightly.
A burly man with an ugly scar across his cheek tossed a bottle to his companion. "Here ya go, Liu. But don't blame me when your head's pounding tomorrow!"
Liu caught the bottle clumsily, nearly dropping it. "Ah, who cares? We've got plenty to celebrate! That village was a gold mine!"
Another bandit, a thin man with a bow slung across his back, chimed in. "Yeah, and the ladies ain't bad either. Bet we can fetch a good price for 'em in the city."
Near the fire, a group of bandits had started a dice game. Shouts of triumph and groans of defeat mingled with the crackling of the flames.
"Ha! Read 'em and weep, boys!" a bandit with an eyepatch crowed, scooping up a pile of coins.
His opponent, a younger man with a wispy mustache, slammed his fist on the ground. "Dammit, One-Eye! You've got to be cheating!"
One-Eye grinned, revealing several missing teeth. "Ain't my fault you can't spot a good bluff, kid. Maybe you should stick to robbing grannies."
The other bandits roared with laughter, causing the young man's face to flush red with embarrassment and anger.
As the night wore on, the bandits' revelry grew louder and more boisterous. Some began to argue over trivial matters.
"I'm tellin' ya, I'm the one who knocked out that old geezer in the village!" a heavyset bandit insisted, swaying slightly on his feet.
His companion, a man with a long braid, scoffed. "In your dreams, Fat Zhang! You were too busy stuffing your face with stolen food. I saw the whole thing!"
Fat Zhang's face contorted with anger. "You callin' me a liar, Braid-boy?"
"Maybe I am! What you gonna do about it?" Braid-boy taunted, puffing out his chest.
Just as it seemed the two might come to blows, a voice cut through the noise. "Enough! Save your energy for something useful, you idiots."
The bandits immediately fell silent, turning to face the speaker. A tall, imposing man stepped out of the largest tent, his presence instantly demanding respect. Even from his hiding spot, Kai could sense the power radiating from this man.
It's him again. Their leader.
The leader surveyed the camp with cold eyes. "We move out at first light. Make sure the prisoners are ready for travel. And keep your wits about you. We're not out of the woods yet."
As the bandits scrambled to follow their leader's orders, a low, menacing growl suddenly echoed through the camp. The beast Kai had led there had finally made its move.
In a blur of blue-green fur, the creature burst into the clearing, its massive jaws snapping shut around the nearest bandit before anyone could react. Screams of terror and pain filled the air as chaos erupted.
"It's a Thunderclaw Tigress!" someone yelled. "Quick, get your weapons!"
Kai watched as the battle unfolded. The Thunderclaw Tigress was a whirlwind of destruction. Its glowing coat lit up the night, sparks flying with each movement. Long, curved fangs crackled with electricity, and its claws left scorched gouges in the earth with each step.
The bandits, caught off guard and many still drunk, struggled to mount an effective defense. Some swung wildly with swords or axes, while others fired arrows that mostly missed their mark.
This is my chance, Kai thought, his eyes darting between the battle and the group of prisoners. While they're distracted, I can free the women and get them out of here.
Keeping low to the ground, Kai began to make his way around the edge of the camp. He used his Qi Condensation skill to create small distractions – a rustling bush here, a floating pebble there – to keep attention away from his movements.
As he approached the prisoners, Kai couldn't help but continue observing the battle. The Thunderclaw Tigress moved with a fluid grace that belied its massive size. It effortlessly dodged most attacks, retaliating with swift, brutal strikes of its own.
I am glad I never engaged it in battle, I definitely wouldn't stand a chance, Kai let out a sigh of relief.
The bandit leader had joined the fray, he wielded a long, curved blade that glowed with an eerie blue light. Each swing left trails of frost in the air, and where it struck the Thunderclaw Tigress, patches of ice formed on its fur.
Interesting. Some kind of ice-attribute weapon. Definitely need to watch out for that.
Finally reaching the group of prisoners, Kai quickly ducked behind the tent they were tied to. He peeked around the corner, making sure the coast was clear before calling out to the women.
"Psst! Over here!" he whispered urgently.
The women's heads snapped towards him, eyes wide with a mix of fear and hope.
"Kai?" one of them gasped. It was Mei Li, the village chief's daughter. "Is that really you?"
Kai nodded, pressing a finger to his lips. "Shhh. Yes, it's me. I'm here to get you out, but you need to stay quiet and follow my instructions. Understand?"
The women nodded.
Kai quickly set to work, using a small qi-blade to cut through their bonds. As he worked, he kept one eye on the ongoing battle, ready to create a distraction if needed.
"Alright," he whispered once they were all free. "We're going to sneak out of here while they're distracted. Stay low, move quietly, and whatever you do, don't look back. Head straight for the village. Got it?"
"But what about you?" Mei Li asked, concern evident in her voice.
Kai managed a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about me. I'll be right behind you. Now go!"
As the women began to slip away into the darkness, Kai turned his attention back to the battle. The Thunderclaw Tigress was holding its own, but the bandit leader was proving to be a formidable opponent.
Suddenly, the leader's eyes flickered towards the escaping prisoners. His face contorted with rage.
"The prisoners! They're escaping!" he roared, parrying a swipe from the Thunderclaw Tigress. "You! Go after them!" he ordered, pointing at one of the bandits who had been hanging back from the main fight.
Damn it, Kai thought. So close.
He turned to the fleeing women. "Go! Run as fast as you can! I'll hold them off!"
As the women disappeared into the forest, Kai steeled himself for what was to come. He turned to face the approaching bandit, his mind already racing with possible strategies.
Okay, Kai. Time to put all that gaming experience to the test. Let's see what we're up against.
As he focused on the bandit, a familiar translucent window appeared in his vision:
Name: Feng Lei
Level: 4
Qi: 75/75
Strength: 27
Agility: 23
Durability: 25
Intelligence: 13
Wisdom: 12
Huh, not as tough as I thought. But still a level above me. This is going to be tricky. I just hope all those years kickboxing comes in handy…
Chapter 6 The First Battle
Kai's eyes narrowed as he assessed his opponent. Despite strength being his greatest stat, Feng was lean and wiry.
"Well, well," Feng sneered, twirling his daggers. "Looks like we've got a little hero here. You really think you can take me on, boy?"
Kai forced a confident smirk onto his face, even as his mind raced through possible strategies. "Why don't you come find out?"
Feng's eyes flashed with anger. "Cocky brat. I'm going to enjoy cutting you down to size!"
With that, Feng lunged forward, his daggers a blur of motion. Kai barely managed to dodge, feeling the wind from the blades as they passed inches from his face.
He's fast, Kai thought, his heart pounding. But speed isn't everything. I need to outsmart him.
As Feng pressed his attack, Kai focused on evasion, using his Qi Condensation skill to create small barriers and platforms to stay just out of reach. Each near miss taught him more about Feng's fighting style.
He favors his right side slightly. And there's a small delay after his spinning attack. I can use that.
"Stand still and fight like a man!" Feng growled, frustration evident in his voice.
Kai grinned, his confidence growing. "Sorry, not really my style. I prefer to work smarter, not harder."
With that, Kai formed a series of qi constructs in rapid succession. A wall to block Feng's charge, a tripwire to throw off his balance, and finally, a platform to launch himself over Feng's head.
As he sailed over the bandit, Kai formed a long staff of condensed qi. He swung it downward, catching Feng square in the back and sending him sprawling to the ground.
Feng scrambled to his feet, his face a mask of rage. "You little-"
But Kai didn't give him a chance to finish. He pressed his advantage, using his qi constructs in increasingly creative ways. A spiked gauntlet to the jaw here, a slippery patch beneath Feng's feet there.
This is working! It's just like setting up combo moves in a fighting game.
As the fight wore on, Kai could see Feng's movements becoming sloppier, his breathing more labored. The bandit's higher level and stats were being offset by Kai's unpredictable style and strategic thinking.
"What kind of technique is this?" Feng panted, eyeing Kai warily. "I've never seen anything like it."
Kai smirked, though he was feeling the strain as well, manipulating Qi was exhausting. "Let's just say I've got a few tricks up my sleeve."
And a whole lot of gaming experience to draw from,he added silently.
Realizing that he couldn't match Kai in cleverness, Feng seemed to make a decision. With a roar of frustration, he charged forward recklessly, both daggers raised for a powerful strike.
Perfect, Kai thought. Just what I was waiting for.
At the last moment, Kai dropped to the ground, using his qi to form a ramp. Feng, unable to stop his momentum, ran right up the ramp and went flying over Kai's head. He crashed into a tree with a sickening thud and slumped to the ground, unconscious.
Kai stood up, breathing heavily but grinning from ear to ear. I did it. I actually won my first real fight!
His gaze turned to the bandit's unconscious form, and he formed a sharp qi blade, his hands trembling at the thought of what he was about to do.
I should end this. In the games, it's so easy. Just click a button and your enemy disappears.
But as he raised the blade, Kai hesitated. The reality of taking a life hit him hard. This wasn't a game character made of pixels. This was a living, breathing person.
Can I really do this? Am I ready to cross that line?
Images flashed through Kai's mind - the terrified faces of the kidnapped villagers, the casual cruelty of the bandits' conversation. He thought of what would happen if he let Feng live. How many more people would suffer at his hands?
It's not just about me. It's about protecting others.
Kai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and plunged the qi blade down. He felt a sickening resistance, then nothing. As the life drained from Feng, Kai's eyes widened in shock. The trident mark on his wrist suddenly blazed with an intense golden light. One of its sharp prongs shifted from black to a deep, blood red, while the other two remained dark.
A translucent message appeared in Kai's vision:
Experience gained: 100 XP
Level up!
You are now Level 4!
Kai stared at his blood-stained hands and the glowing mark on his wrist. His whole body trembled. The metallic smell of blood filled his nostrils, threatening to make him retch.
What have I done? As much I wish it was, this isn't a game. I just... I just killed someone. And what's happening to my mark?
A deafening roar snapped Kai back to reality. The battle between the Thunderclaw Tigress and the remaining bandits raged on in the distance.
No time for this now, Kai shook his head, forcing himself to focus. I need to make sure the villagers are safe.
With one last glance at Feng's body and a worried look at his changed mark, Kai turned and ran in the direction the freed prisoners had fled. As he disappeared into the forest, the sounds of battle faded behind him, but the weight of what he'd done settled heavily on his shoulders.
This was no longer a game. The stakes were real, and Kai had just learned the hardest lesson of all - in this world, survival often came at a terrible cost.
And usually, it was a life.
Chapter 7 The Inner Demon
Kai stumbled into the village, his mind reeling from the events of the past few hours. The once-quiet village now buzzed with activity as families reunited and tended to the wounded. He spotted familiar faces among the rescued prisoners - women and girls he'd come to know during his short time here.
"Kai! You did it!" Mei Li rushed towards him with tears in her eyes. "You saved us all!"
Before he could respond, Kai found himself surrounded by a crowd of grateful villagers. They patted his back, shook his hand, and showered him with praise.
"Our hero!"
"We knew you'd come for us!"
"How can we ever repay you?"
Their words washed over him, but Kai barely registered them. His mind kept replaying the moment he'd taken Feng's life. The feeling of the qi blade sinking into flesh, the light fading from the bandit's eyes...
It's not like in the games, he thought. There's no respawn. No reset button. He's just... gone.
"Kai?" Mei Li's voice cut through his thoughts. She looked at him with concern. "Are you alright? You look pale."
"I'm fine," Kai forced a smile. "Just tired, I guess."
Keep it together, he told himself. You did what you had to do. It was him or you.
But the logical part of his brain couldn't quite silence the voice of doubt gnawing at him.
As the crowd continued to celebrate around him, Kai felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Zhang Wei.
"Come with me, young man," Zhang Wei said quietly. "I think we need to talk."
Kai nodded, grateful for the excuse to escape the crowd. He followed Zhang Wei to a secluded corner of the village, away from the noise and commotion.
The old man studied Kai's face for a moment before speaking. "You had to take a life today, didn't you?"
Kai's eyes widened in surprise. "How did you-"
Zhang Wei held up a hand. "I've seen that look before. On my own face, many years ago."
Kai slumped against a nearby wall, suddenly feeling exhausted. "I didn't think... I mean...but this..."
"Was very real," Zhang Wei finished for him. "And now you're wondering if you did the right thing. If you're still a good person."
Kai nodded, unable to find the words.
Zhang Wei sighed heavily. "Let me tell you something, Kai. For those of us who walk the path of righteousness, it never gets easier. Taking a life should never be done lightly, and it should never stop affecting you."
"But what if it does?" Kai asked. "What if I get used to it?"
The old man's eyes hardened. "Then you risk becoming the very thing you're fighting against. Those who say it gets easier, who can kill without remorse... they're the ones who become monsters."
Kai didn't respond. He thought about the games he used to play, how easily he'd racked up virtual body counts without a second thought. Now, faced with the reality of taking a single life, he felt shaken to his core.
Maybe I'm not cut out for this world after all, he mused. But what choice do I have?
Zhang Wei seemed to sense his inner turmoil. "Go rest, Kai. What you're feeling... it's normal. It's human. Don't try to push it away."
Kai nodded, grateful for the old man's wisdom. "Thank you, Master Zhang."
As he made his way back to his room, Kai's mind continued to race. The villagers' gratitude, Zhang Wei's words, the memory of Feng's death - it all swirled together in a confusing mix of emotions.
Once inside, Kai collapsed onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, he remembered something - the system notification he'd received after defeating Feng.
That's right... I leveled up.
With a thought, Kai pulled up his status window:
Name: Kai Thorn
Level: 4
XP: 0/400
Qi: 75/75
Strength: 25
Agility: 27
Durability: 25
Intelligence: 18
Wisdom: 15
Huh. Nice boost across the board, he thought, his gamer instincts kicking in despite his emotional turmoil. But wait... XP?
Kai sat up, frowning at the screen. He'd never seen an XP bar before. Since arriving in this world, he'd assumed experience points weren't a thing here. Cultivation had seemed to be the only path to growth.
So, I do gain XP after all. But how? Just from fighting? Or completing tasks? This changes things. I might be able to level up faster than I thought.
Kai's gaze then drifted to his right wrist, where the mysterious trident mark glowed faintly. One of its prongs now shone a deep, blood-red color.
What are you? Kai wondered, tracing the mark with his finger. And what will happen when the other two turn red?
Curious, Kai focused his qi, forming a simple dagger construct in his hand. He studied it carefully, looking for any changes or improvements.
Seems about the same, he mused. Maybe a bit more stable? Hard to tell.
Kai dispelled the construct and flopped back onto the bed.
If it took one life to turn the first prong red, does that mean I need to kill two more people to complete it? And then what? Will I unlock some new skill?
He shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts away. "No point in speculating," he muttered to himself. "I'll cross that bridge when I come to it."
If I come to it, a small voice in the back of his mind added.
Exhaustion finally began to overtake Kai. His eyelids grew heavy as the events of the day caught up with him.
Maybe sleep will help, he thought as he drifted off. Maybe I'll wake up and this will all have been a bad dream...
But Kai's sleep was far from peaceful. As soon as he closed his eyes, he found himself back in the forest, reliving the fight with Feng.
The dream-forest was darker, more ominous than reality. Shadows seemed to move of their own accord, and every rustle of leaves sounded like whispered accusations.
Dream-Kai faced off against Feng, but the bandit's features were distorted, almost demonic. His eyes glowed red, and his mouth was filled with sharp fangs.
"You think you can defeat me, little hero?" Dream-Feng taunted, his voice echoing unnaturally. "You're nothing but a pretender. A fraud playing at being a warrior."
Kai tried to respond, but no words came out. He reached for his qi, trying to form a weapon, but nothing happened.
Feng lunged forward, his daggers flashing in the dim light. Kai dodged desperately, feeling the blades whistle past his face.
"What's wrong?" Feng sneered. "Can't use your little tricks here? This isn't a game anymore, boy. This is real!"
Kai stumbled backward, his heart pounding. He knew it was a dream, but the fear felt all too real.
Suddenly, the scene shifted. Kai found himself standing over Feng's defeated body, a qi blade in his hand. But this time, Feng looked human - scared, vulnerable.
"Please," Dream-Feng begged, his eyes wide with terror. "I have a family. Children. Don't do this!"
Kai tried to lower the blade, to show mercy, but his arm moved of its own accord. He watched in horror as the qi construct plunged into Feng's chest.
The bandit's face contorted in pain and betrayal. "Monster," he gasped. "You're no better than us."
As Feng's life ebbed away, Kai felt a burning sensation on his wrist. He looked down to see the trident mark glowing brightly, its first prong turning blood-red.
The scene shifted again. Kai stood in the village square, surrounded by the people he'd rescued. But their grateful smiles had turned to looks of fear and disgust.
"Murderer," Mei Li hissed, backing away from him.
"We trusted you," another villager accused.
"He's dangerous," someone else whispered. "A killer."
Kai tried to explain, to defend himself, but once again, no words came out. He looked down at his hands and saw they were covered in blood.
The villagers began to close in around him, their faces twisted with anger and fear. Kai frantically tried to wake himself up, to escape this nightmare, but he remained trapped.
Suddenly, a new voice cut through the crowd. "This is what you are now, Kai Thorn."
Kai turned to see a figure emerging from the shadows. It was... himself. But this version of Kai looked different - colder, harder. His eyes glowed with an eerie red light, matching the fully crimson trident mark on his wrist.
"This is what you'll become," Dream-Kai said, his voice devoid of emotion. "A killer. A monster. It's the only way to survive in this world."
"No," Kai tried to say, but still, no sound came out.
Dream-Kai smirked. "Oh yes. You've taken your first step down this path. And deep down, you know it felt good. The power. The rush of victory."
Kai shook his head frantically, trying to deny it. But a small part of him, buried deep, knew there was truth in those words.
"Embrace it," Dream-Kai urged. "Stop fighting what you're becoming. In this world, only the strong survive. And to be strong, you must be willing to do whatever it takes."
The scene shifted once more. Kai found himself standing atop a mountain of bodies, his hands dripping with blood. At his feet lay the corpses of Feng, Zhang Wei, Mei Li, and countless others.
"This is your destiny," Dream-Kai's voice echoed around him. "This is the price of power."
Kai wanted to scream, to run, to wake up. But he remained frozen in place, forced to confront the nightmarish vision before him.
In the sky above, the trident mark appeared, massive and glowing. Its three prongs pulsed with a sickly red light.
"Three lives to unlock your true potential," Dream-Kai whispered in his ear. "How many more to become a god?"
Kai felt his resolve weakening. The temptation of power, of safety in this dangerous world, pulled at him.
Maybe this is the only way, a traitorous part of his mind whispered. Maybe I have to become the monster to survive.
But then, cutting through the darkness, came another voice. Warm, familiar, full of wisdom.
"It never gets easier," Zhang Wei's words echoed in his mind. "Those who say it does... they're the ones who become monsters."
Kai clenched his fists, fighting against the nightmare's pull. "No," he finally managed to say, his voice growing stronger. "This isn't who I am. This isn't who I want to be!"
The nightmarish landscape began to crumble around him. The mountain of bodies dissolved into mist. Dream-Kai's mocking laughter faded away.
"You can't fight it forever," his doppelganger's voice called out as it faded into nothingness. "Sooner or later, you'll give in. It's the only way..."
Kai sat bolt upright in bed, gasping for air. Sweat drenched his clothes, and his heart raced as if he'd run a marathon.
For a moment, he sat there in the darkness, trying to calm his breathing. The nightmare's images still danced behind his eyelids, vivid and terrifying.
It was just a dream, he told himself. Just a dream. I'm not that person. I won't become that.
But as his gaze fell on the trident mark, its single red prong glowing faintly in the moonlight, Kai couldn't quite shake the lingering doubt.
What if the dream is right? What if this is the path I'm on?
He shook his head, trying to clear the dark thoughts away. "No," he muttered aloud. "I make my own choices. My own destiny."
You have successfully faced your inner demon!
Reward: 100 XP
Kai blinked, reading the notification twice to make sure he understood. A weak smile tugged at his lips.
"So even my nightmares are worth XP now?" he muttered. "I guess that's... good?"
New Skill Unlocked: Mental Fortitude
Kai's eyes widened, not expecting to unlock a skill.
Mental Fortitude (Passive): This skill grants the user increased resistance to emotional trauma and mental stress. It helps maintain a calm and logical state of mind in high-pressure situations, reducing the impact of fear, anxiety, and other negative emotions. While it doesn't completely eliminate these feelings, it allows the user to process them more effectively, preventing them from overwhelming rational thought.
This could be really useful, Kai thought feeling a subtle shift in his mind as the skill took effect. The lingering fear and doubt from the nightmare seemed to recede, becoming more manageable. Especially if I have to face more situations like today.
Chapter 8 A Qi Refining Stage 7 Cultivator Appears
A loud knock jolted Kai from his now peaceful sleep. He blinked, disoriented, as the pounding continued.
"Mister Kai! Please help!" a child's voice cried out between sobs.
Kai scrambled out of bed, his mind instantly alert. He yanked open the door to find little Ming, the baker's son, tears streaming down his face.
"What's wrong?" Kai asked, crouching down to the boy's level.
"Bad man... in the village..." Ming hiccuped. "He's hurting people!"
Kai's blood ran cold. The bandits are back? But how?
"Stay here," he told Ming firmly. "I'll handle this."
As Kai sprinted towards the village center, his mind raced. This is like a surprise raid event in an MMO. Gotta assess the situation fast and form a strategy.
The scene that greeted him made his stomach churn. Villagers huddled in terrified groups, many weeping openly. At the center of it all stood a man Kai recognized instantly - the bandit leader.
The man was a mess. His clothes were torn and bloody, deep gashes visible across his arms and torso. One eye was swollen shut, and he swayed on his feet as if a strong breeze might topple him.
But what made Kai's breath catch was the sight of old man Zhang. The elderly cultivator lay prone on the ground, the bandit's foot pressed firmly on his neck.
"Please," a woman near Kai whimpered. "We've given you everything. Just leave us in peace!"
The bandit leader's head snapped towards her, his one good eye blazing with fury. "Peace?" he snarled. "There will be no peace! That little bastard," he gestured wildly with his free hand, "lured a Stage 7 beast to our camp! My men... my entire operation... destroyed!"
His gaze swept the crowd, finally locking onto Kai. A twisted smile spread across his battered face.
"There you are," he growled. "The boy who thinks he's clever."
Kai met the man's gaze steadily. The Thunderclaw Tigress must have been stronger than I thought to eliminate the whole camp and put the leader in this state, how is this guy even alive right now?
"I don't care about money anymore," the bandit leader continued, pressing down harder on Zhang's neck. The old man wheezed painfully. "All of you... every last one... will die!"
Kai's eyes narrowed, and he focused on the bandit leader. A translucent window appeared in his vision:
Name: Zhao the Butcher (Injured)
Level: 7 (Fluctuating)
Optimal State: Stage 7 Qi Refining (Low)
Current State: Severely Weakened
Qi: ???/???
Strength: ??? (Unstable)
Agility: ??? (Impaired)
Durability: ??? (Critical)
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 8
So he really is Stage 7, Kai thought, a chill running down his spine. No wonder he was able to survive. But he must be on the lower end of that stage if the beast was still able to do this to him.
For a brief, shameful moment, Kai considered running. I'm outmatched, even with him injured. I could slip away, start over somewhere else...
But then he looked at the terrified villagers. At Mei Li, clutching her younger siblings protectively. At Auntie Chen, looking at him with hope. At old man Zhang, still fighting for breath under the bandit's boot.
These people helped me, Kai realized. I can't abandon them now. I'm not that kind of person.
Taking a deep breath, Kai stepped forward. "Let him go," he said, his voice steadier than he felt. "Your problem is with me."
The bandit leader's eye gleamed with malice. "Oh, it's with all of you now. But you... you I'll save for last."
Kai's mind raced, assessing the situation. He's injured, unstable. That's my only advantage. I need to keep him off balance, use the environment...
"Big words from a man who can barely stand," Kai taunted, hoping to provoke a rash move.
It surprisingly worked. With a roar of rage, the bandit leader charged, abandoning his hold on Zhang. The old cultivator gasped for air as Mei Li and another villager quickly dragged him to safety.
Kai dodged the initial rush, but the bandit was faster than he expected. A wild swing caught Kai across the ribs, sending him stumbling back with a grunt of pain.
Damn, even injured he hits like a truck, Kai thought, wincing. Can't take too many of those.
He focused his qi, forming a shield construct just in time to deflect another blow. The impact still rattled his bones, but it was better than taking the hit directly.
"Coward!" the bandit leader spat. "Fight me like a man!"
Kai allowed himself a small smirk. "Sorry, I prefer to fight smart."
He created a series of qi platforms, using them to leap and bound around the village square. The bandit leader gave chase, growing more frustrated with each missed swing.
"Stop running!" he bellowed.
"Make me," Kai shot back, channeling his inner troll. Keep him angry, keep him sloppy.
As they weaved through the village, Kai heard the murmurs of the watching villagers.
"Look at him go!"
"But can he win?"
"He's so brave..."
"I want to marry him!"
"The boy's going to get himself killed!"
Marry me? Kai shook his head as he tuned out the chatter, focusing entirely on the fight. He created tripwires of solidified qi, causing the bandit to stumble. He formed slippery patches beneath the man's feet, throwing off his balance.
But for all his tricks, Kai couldn't land a decisive blow. The bandit leader, for all his injuries, was simply too tough. Nothing like the bandit he had fought.
This isn't working, Kai realized after several minutes of cat-and-mouse. I need a new strategy.
He glanced around, looking for any advantage. His eyes fell on a stack of empty barrels near the village well.
Perfect.
Kai darted towards the well, the bandit hot on his heels. At the last second, he leapt up, using a qi platform to vault over the barrel stack.
The bandit leader, unable to stop his momentum, crashed straight into the barrels. They toppled, several smashing over his head and shoulders.
For a moment, Kai dared to hope it might be enough, even though he knew that wouldn't be enough to kill any cultivator. A roar of rage proved him right as the bandit leader burst from the wreckage.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" he roared, his remaining eye blazing with murderous intent.
Before Kai could react, the bandit shot forward with some sort of dash skill. A massive hand closed around his throat, lifting him off the ground. Kai gasped for air, clawing desperately at the iron grip.
"Not so clever now, are you?" the bandit sneered, squeezing tighter.
Black spots danced at the edges of Kai's vision.
Can't... breathe...
In desperation, he focused every ounce of his remaining qi into his right hand. A blade of pure energy formed, wickedly sharp.
With the last of his strength, Kai plunged the qi blade into the bandit's shoulder.
The man howled in pain, his grip loosening just enough for Kai to squirm free. He fell to the ground, gulping in precious air.
But his reprieve was short-lived. The bandit leader, driven by pain and fury, lashed out with a vicious kick. It caught Kai square in the ribs, sending him flying back several feet.
Kai hit the ground hard, the impact driving the air from his lungs. He tasted blood.
Get up, he told himself. Get up or you're dead.
Gritting his teeth against the pain, Kai staggered to his feet. His vision swam, and he could feel warm blood trickling down his side.
This is bad, he thought. Really bad.
The bandit leader advanced, a predatory grin on his battered face. "I'm going to enjoy this," he growled.
Kai tried to form another qi construct, but his reserves were dangerously low. The energy blade flickered and died in his hand.
No no no, Kai thought, panic rising. I'm out of options. I'm out of-
His train of thought was cut off as the bandit's fist connected with his jaw. Kai's head snapped back, and he tasted more blood.
Another blow to his stomach doubled him over. A knee to the face sent him sprawling.
Through the haze of pain, Kai heard the villagers crying out.
"Someone help him!"
"He's going to die!"
"We have to do something!"
But no one moved. They were too afraid, too weak to make a difference.
Can't blame them, Kai thought as another kick caught him in the side. This guy's way out of their league. Out of my league too, apparently.
The bandit leader grabbed a fistful of Kai's hair, yanking his head back. "Any last words, boy?" he sneered.
Kai spat blood. "Yeah," he rasped. "Your breath stinks."
The bandit's face contorted with rage. "Die!" he roared.
Kai saw the glint of steel as the bandit drew a wicked-looking dagger. Time seemed to slow.
So this is it, he thought. Game over. No respawns in this world.
He closed his eyes, bracing for the killing blow.
This time, it came.
Kai felt a searing pain across his neck, and then... nothing. The world spun dizzyingly, and he had the strangest sensation of falling.
When he opened his eyes, he was staring at the ground. But something was wrong. His perspective was all off. Why was he looking up at his own body?
With dawning horror, Kai realized the truth. His head was no longer attached to his body.
I've been... decapitated? The thought was surreal, almost comical in its absurdity. This can't be happening. This isn't how the game is supposed to end!
But as he watched his own body crumple to the ground, a lifeless heap, the reality of the situation hit him like a punch to the gut. Or rather, where his gut used to be.
I'm dead. Actually dead.
The villagers' screams seemed distant, muffled. The bandit leader's triumphant laughter barely registered. All Kai could focus on was the bizarre sight of his own headless corpse.
This isn't fair, he thought desperately, his fear fighting against the effects of the Mental Fortitude skill. There has to be a way to reload, to try again. There's always a way in games.
As his consciousness began to fade, Kai clung to one final thought:
Respawn in 3... 2... 1...
Then the world went dark.
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