Bored Gamer in Other World

"And so we meet again, Evil Boy." Gu Chun heard a voice welcome him after he broke through the cold and dark confines of the void.

This was of course the ugly old man from before who also got the same identity as the Evil Boy in our bored gamer's life.

Although Gu Chun was quite surprised that a little Mortal Shedding Realm that was only at the fourth stage could sense his presence at his arrival but that has not at all bothered this ugly old man.

'The more special you are, the more that will become beneficial when I finish obtaining your body as mine, young boy.'

Gu Chun mused and presented a gentle smile thereafter unto his most favorite person in all of the Demonic Sword Sect today.

"I am the Master of this place, little one." Gu Chun stated and he quite expected fully that that would bring awe to the relaxed picture of our good gamer at this time.

Alas, that has only invited further inaction unto the object of this ugly old man's words.

Young Master Clark remained immovably composed with his hands on his head as he sported a pretty amused smile on his handsome face at the moment.

The pink cultivator's robes were now gone and our avid gamer was totally convinced why people in xianxia stories especially the main characters were keen on wearing the same color of robes over and over again.

The type of hues certainly did not matter in the grand scheme of things and so our bored gamer was also already determined to wear the exact type of clothes for all of eternity.

And he chose the color of blood in the end. A plain crimson tinged robe that was as ordinary as they come.

The trip of those untold years within his psyche during his sudden enlightenment has indeed changed a whole lot of things for our boy protagonist.

And not absolutely caged on color preferences only.

In fact, it could be clearly seen from the earlier engagement that he had with Wan Fei of how much the indeterminable journey that took within his mind and soul had completely altered his perception upon love, lust and many other things about himself and life in general.

Five beats passed and Clark had still to make a sound after his unexpected greeting unto the ugly old master of the Demonic Sword Sect.

He was thinking what kind of punishment he would be willing to inflict upon this Evil Boy who had rather given him a very important and unforgettable lesson the moment he arrived in this xianxia world.

"Is this how you greet your Sect Master, Outer Disciple Clark Colter?!" Gu Chun uttered in a menacing voice and a terrible pressure had come on this newly acquired private chambers.

"BANG!" The sparse chair and table along with three closets in the room exploded into mere fragments in but moments.

Alas, the sole bed and the handsome boy on top of it was seen to be perfectly unharmed from all the deluge of might that had originated from the ugly old man and none other.

"How could you resist my spiritual pressure?!"

"A mere 4th Stage of Mortal Shedding Junior is impossible to remain unaffected by my power!" Gu Chun could not believe his eyes at all.

The boy he only knew as Outer Disciple Clark Colter still had that smug look on his face which in turn only infuriated the Sect Master of the Demonic Sword Sect even further.

"CREAK!" Gu Chun released a greater compulsion and the spiritual pressure he exuded doubled in scale.

The doors of the chamber even showed early signs of breaking that indicated that any moment now, it would implode or explode depending on how this ugly old man would twist the essence of the world around them.

Unfortunately for him, his actions have all but hastened a verdict that was long overdue tonight.

"Okay. That's enough, Evil Boy. I don't want to be moved around to another residence in this tiresome evening.

Right this very moment, I just want peace and a lot of love from one of my women afterwards." Clark finally uttered his second line since this fated meeting and then...

"CRACK!" A pair of knees was shattered upon impact on the carpeted floors of the chambers.

"Huhhhh..." Gu Chun did not even scream or utter a cry of lament in the aftermath.

Instead he took this chance to carefully determine why and how it was possible for him to be forcibly knelt unto the place where he once stood upon.

He was a veteran Aspirant Realm Cultivator after all that has already lived for thousands of years to date.

Someone like Gu Chun has faced countless life and death tribulations and would not be easily panicked at the first signs of trouble.

"BANG!" An ugly old man's forehead crushed the floors of the room yet it was amazing to see that there was no dent to its surface after the fact.

With how strong an Aspirant Senior was, there would have been no doubt that he could obliterate this entire building with but the hammering on his head alone.

Luckily for the remaining innocent furniture in the room, they were spared by the benevolent hands of our good protagonist.

Clark has seen to it that nothing would be anymore damaged in his temporary place of dwelling right now.

Alas, Gu Chun was sadly unaware of this truth and so could only think of the most natural reason behind this mystery.

"Senior! This stupid one begs for your mercy!

Junior Gu Chun will certainly take good care of Young Master Clark and would do everything in my power to mold him as the strongest and most promising cultivator in this continent!"

Gu Chun shouted to the heavens as he had mistakenly assumed that our bored gamer had his own personal Dao Protector in tow behind him.

This was of course the only probable explanation he could conjure given the little tidbits of clues that he could gather in the vicinity.

He used his spiritual sense and scanned at most 70 meters of his surroundings and yet he could observe no other cultivator that had that much power over him at the moment.

Still, the very fact that a mighty irresistible force was constantly bearing down on him right now was an obvious tell that something or someone a lot more powerful than Gu Chun was indeed present somewhere out there.

"Hehehe." Alas, no other Senior answered Gu Chun's plea for leniency but only the soft laughter from the other person inside the room.

'You arrogant, child. If not for the hidden expert at your back, i would have definitely taught you your place already!'

Gu Chun hated inside but was too wise to let any other emotions than absolute deference to show before the shadow of the stronger Senior that had forced him to disgrace tonight. 

"You have become too different from the last time I saw you, Evil Boy. A lot has changed then I see." Clark finally stepped on the air like a god in his eternal domain.

He even went so far as to hover above the head of the Demonic Sword Sect Master before gently gracing the carpeted floors with his presence.

"Kindly enlighten this old man, Young Master Clark. I believe that this is the first time that we met."

Gu Chun looked up and had the extreme urge to punch the wretched grin off our bored gamer's face.

"TAP!" One familiar booklet cut the air in two and was lodged like a knife unto the hard floors before the ugly old man.

'That's the introductory book of the sect!' Gu Chun was quick to notice what had been thrown his way right now.

"Young Master Clark, I want y..." The Sect Master had wanted to say something.

An excuse or further play for time but some things were simply denied from many since the time began to turn its first tick and tock.

"FLICK!" Clark rubbed two of his fingers together and the mortal body of Gu Chun was obliterated from the scene.

There was blood and flesh everywhere but it never stayed there for long to leave its foul stench in the private chambers.

True Elemental Fire blanketed the shattered pieces of the Sect Master's body as it evaporated to nothingness in but moments.

Perhaps the only thing that remained of Gu Chun's existence and maybe the most important thing of all was the glowing orb of light that tried to get away from the confines of something so impossible to escape against.

"NOOOOOO!"

"SENIOR!"

"I HAVE DONE NOTHING TO OFFEND YOU!"

"PLEASE LET ME GO!" These were not the screams anymore that came out from the throat of anything human but was the terrible lament of a desolate soul that was not anymore protected by its physical body.

If Clark had let Gu Chun's soul to wander then he could of course fashion some secret technique to preserve himself for a resurrection of sorts.

Although he would be weakened in comparison to his peak but he could at least live once more as another being entirely.

Alas, our bored gamer was not about to let this wicked old man get off scot-free just like that.

"You even have the heart to use your own flesh and blood to replace what had been lost to you already. A person like you would have to need a very special home from now on."

Clark muttered as he looked at the bad old soul that affronted his eyes at the moment.

He could estimate from one glance alone of how many innocent mortals had been lost because of this ugly old man.

"For all of this... i want you to burn in hell, Evil Boy. Farewell." Our bored gamer whispered finally.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" and after that, the screams began in full before it got muted just as instantly afterwards.

Gu Chun's soul was put inside a very very dark place where it would suffer twenty four hours for each innocent victim he had slain because of his greed.

And in the thousands of years that he had been alive, there was no doubt that he would be staying in a half-alive state for a long long time. 

"Now I need to get ready for my first date in this xianxia world."