章節 56: In A Roll! [Bonus chapter]
Since the 'Critical Bow', I had this quirky thought. What is the probability that someone is thinking something kinky? First, I try my telepathy with the cultivators.
My telepathy isn't so powerful it can read a person's every piece of information at a thought. I can read their surface thoughts at best, and if I try really hard while quintessence empowers my superpower, I maybe can read ten seconds worth of information a person is thinking ahead of them which is quite literally close to clairvoyance already.
First, I try my telepathy of mind reading to the sect master of the Beautiful Berserker sect which smells a lot of kinkiness. I know she looks like a little girl, but you cannot trust a cultivator's appearance by their age. I can tell though, this girl is definitely a legal loli… Look at that chest…
"Aaa~ahh… I wonder when I would meet my one true love… Is it today? Tomorrow? Oh my…"
That leaves me speechless. "…" She is too pure! Maybe it is just a coincidence, let me try her fellow sect members! Let's see what is on your minds, you nasty pretending cultivators!
"Kyah~! The cultivators from Void Contentment are so handsome. My crush is still so refined!"
"I cannot admit to my sisters that I like another girl! My bestie from Moon Heart Sect might not accept me too…"
"I wish I am as pretty as the Queen, she looks so regal beside the King!"
What the fuck!? They are too pure! I land my gaze on their servant who is carrying a basket of fruits. I wonder what kind of hell this guy had to go through.
"I am so sad…" I know it! This guy must be suffering a terrible fate!
The servant murmurs in his mind. "I am so sad. I left big sister Qin'er at the sect because I want to contribute too. I really want to tell the people that the Beautiful Berserker sect is not bad people. They are just being misunderstood because they are too passionate… I miss your overabounding muscles, big sister Qin'er…"
Okay, I think he is thinking something kinky, but my suspicions tell me is as actually pure as the other sect members of the Beautiful Berserker sect.
I continue on my newfound hobby of voyeurism as I look at the sect master of Void Contentment Sect.
"I am so handsome." Just those four words and I know he is a narcissist.
I look at his other sect members.
"I am so handsome." Another narcissist.
"I am so handsome." And another…
"I am so handsome." And… that seals it…
They are as equally pure as Beautiful Berserker Sect. You can easily tell by their 'one mind, one body' attitude. This is ridiculous. I set my eyes on another sect too aware already of the strangeness of the universe.
I set my telepathy and gaze at the sect master of Moon Heart Sect.
"…"
Wow, just wow! Is that even possible? She is not thinking of anything? Did she possess some legendary cultivation method that can attain peace in stillness? She makes me curious. I take another look at her mind with my quintessence and I hear a…
"*Grruuuummbbble~!" I hear the loud growl of a hungry stomach. The master of the Moon Heart Sect is so hungry she begins thinking nothing. The kind of nothingness is only achievable through cultivation.
I read her fellow sect member's minds, and they are as equally ridiculous.
"Time flies like an arrow… Fruit flies like a banana…"
"Geology rocks, but geography is where it's at!"
"I made a pun with the wind, but it blows.
Ok? What is up with strangely familiar puns? In a sense, they are funny because of 'who' is thinking about it… Sigh…
I look at the lower sects, and thankfully their people don't seem to have any loose screws. They are relatively normal, unlike the so-called famous sects.
Suddenly, I feel a gaze over me. I am quite sensitive with these gazes, and my telepathy is a very strong detector of 'intent', and thus the gaze didn't escape me. I look around and my eyes land on a rather portly man. I use my telepathy to get privy to his thoughts.
"I might die. I might die. I might die."
Ok? Chill… Surely, the laws of the kingdom would protect a simple commoner like him, doesn't he? On second thoughts, forget being a commoner. I realize the portly man to be a member of the Bones Devouring Sect through my telepathy going double on checking him up.
"Hey, Yin Wei, that man is a demonic cultivator." I use my telepathy to converse with Yin Wei.
"Incredible, mentor! What kind of sound transmission is this? It goes in both ways!" He screams in my mind like some five-year-old seeing a new toy.
I calm him down. "It is just a new trick. I cannot teach you this as it requires very stringent methods."
"No matter how painful, I am willing to learn!" Yin Wein enthusiastically answers back to me.
But man, get a clue already! Know it when I actually don't want to teach you. Not that I cannot, but I won't! Why is the world so hard on me? I don't mind it though, because I was anticipating this.
"Yin Wei, calm down. There is a demonic cultivator in the bleachers. He is about 3rd stage. Have someone to just look at and watch over him. Don't do anything drastic. Just make sure that if he suddenly does something, your soldiers will be prepared."
"Yes, mentor! What do you plan on doing, mentor?"
"I want to scare him more."
I grin wickedly as an idea pops into my head. I return my attention to the center of the arena. Bao Zeming who was standing on a platform over a spire is doing very well in his job. If it were my past life, I reckon, Bao Zeming would make a killing as a host.
Before the event continues to the challenge proper, I ask Yin Wei for a favor.
"In the King's Challenge. Make it so that the participant will choose who they will fight. You or me? Just tell them I am afar-off relative from a distant cousin's friend." Hmmm… That sounds pretty convincing to me. It is not like the audience can do something. The king's word is the law.
"Why?" Yin Wei asks doubtfully. He is quite sure of himself.
"Because I want you to save your stamina. I have reasons to believe that my disciple might accidentally kill you. Bi Yuan might be a bunny, but don't underestimate her. Make your declaration for her to be your cultivator representative the moment you get a breathing space." I sincerely warn Yin Wei. Among my disciples, this rabbit is the only one who doesn't know how to hold back.
"You must be jesting, right? Mentor?" Yin Wei is still doubtful of my words, and it seems that his pride is hurt as I am comparing him with a 4th stage.
"Don't tell me I didn't warn you. Be reminded that in the King's Challenge. A sect's disciples' challenges mean that you have to fight all of the sect's disciples as a group. Be reminded that my 'players' have no 'fear' of death." I emphasize my 'players' and no 'fear' of death, but that seems to not get through Yin Wei's thick skull.
I can already foresee it, a bunch of mooks lacking any battle sense mindlessly throwing themselves forward. Sigh… It looks like I am on a roll for more pain… But entertaining pain…
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