Bored Gamer in Other World

"Tell me Lai Peng... do you want to become a cultivator like me?" Old Peng heard the words of his master and he could not help but tremble a little. What was a cultivator?

That was someone who has gone against the will of heavens and constantly defied the basic laws in this xianxia world.

One good example for this was of course how his Young Master Lu Chen had turned into a very youthful man from the ugly wrinkled old goat that he had once been.

"If you would grant me that gift, master... then I would be willing to follow in your footsteps until the end of time! Your faithful slave wants to be a cultivator!"

Old Peng bowed deeply in accordance to the words that he'd spoken.

"Very well, Lai Peng. I will impart a secret technique unto you. Learn it well and I'm sure that you will one day become a famous cultivator of this continent!"

Clark proclaimed and sent his divine sense towards the inner consciousness of his old servant. He imparted a technique called Heaven Destruction Palm.

This was of course a low level technique he purchased from the system and one he had freely given directly into the mind of Old Peng.

With this, even without much practice and training on the said technique, Old Peng could easily use the Heaven Destruction Palm to its full capacity.

With this in hand, Old Peng could even defeat a 10th Stage Mortal Shedding Realm Expert.

"THUD!" Old Peng was forced to sit in a lotus position as he tried to engrave all the teachings of the technique unto his memory.

Time seemed inconsequential while one old man closed his eyes from everything else but himself.

'A good servant like you, Lai Peng should have its fitting reward also.' Clark mused and a breath later, he waved his hand over the immovable form of Old Peng.

And a great change happened that was obviously invisible to the naked eyes.

Old Peng's flesh and bones were blessed by divine power and the likely consequence for such an event was of course the birth of a spiritual vein inside the body of the loyal servant.

Alas, it would have been better if Old Peng could have realized what has happened to him at the moment but our bored gamer has chosen instead to be subtle about his gifts.

Old Peng would have to know of this truth sooner or later but that time was definitely not tonight.

"Is there no other way, Nancy?" Clark asked out loud.

He was not concerned at all if Lai Peng were to hear him right now since the old man was busy receiving the secret technique in bits and pieces.

Old Peng could not have noticed anything around him simply because of this particular reason in play.

"Negative, host. The spiritual veins that can be purchased inside the system shop cannot be given unto others aside from your own use.

What the system can give is material products such as armors and weapons. Same with its secret techniques and manuals.

You could learn it yourself and choose to teach it to others exactly as you have done tonight. But the spiritual veins are an entirely different matter altogether."

Nancy explained once more. She had been asked earlier by our good gamer and it was sad that he had heard the same negative answer to his query.

"Thank you, Nancy." Clark sighed deeply as he realized that there were no shortcuts for cultivation towards his party.

'Ahhhh... This is only a minor matter also. Even if all of them have to be cultivated step by step, i won't lose any time because time is precisely what i have in absolute abundance!'

Our avid gamer smiled and since his task was done, he jumped back unto his bed once more in order to resume his gaming quest within the system's myriad of choices.

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"CREAK!" The slight opening of the double doors signaled what would come next unto the pair of beautiful ladies outside the master's bedroom.

"They're finally out. They really had spent so much time in ther..." Ze Min ridiculed but paused her speech midway because of what she had seen.

"How?" Flower Goddess Ze Min muttered afterwards. She could see that the old goat that was Lai Peng was no more and what replaced him was a middle aged old man.

Although he had become younger but he could not be considered handsome at all. Old Peng was just a normal looking guy which was indeed very very rare to see in this xianxia world.

Beside Old Peng was of course the familiar face of our good protagonist.

"You don't need to be shocked, my lovely slave. This Young Master right here could even measure the vaults of Creation!

A little thing such as granting a spiritual vein to someone who has none is paltry in comparison, don't you think so?" Our bored gamer smirked.

"You really don't know when to stop being shameless, Lu Chen! You should just cut off your filthy tongue because all it knows is nothing but mere lies and more deceit!"

Tang Xinyue spat loudly on the scene.

"Hmmm... That won't do, Xinyue. How can I please you then if I do lose this very important piece of me?" Clark asked playfully.

"LU CHEN! YOU SCOUNDREL!" Tang Xinyue screamed and a glow of white could be seen masking the entirety of her figure.

This was the spiritual aura that only Foundation Establishment Experts and above can possess and it doused the vicinity in an extremely cold and fatal atmosphere.

She was already standing tall in a flash and she exuded a terrible killing intent towards our bored gamer.

"Come, do it then. Xinyue. When the morn arrives later on, I would enjoy seeing how you would explain yourself in front of your beloved teacher."

Clark smiled and grew even wider when he said the words out.

"POP!" The silvery pressure that originated from the body of Tang Xinyue ceased to exist in just an instant.

She knew that it was a lost cause from the start and so without another word spoken, the lady in white sat down once more and began chugging some spirits in an unladylike manner.

"It's good that you are easy to talk to, Xinyue." Clark said but he was ignored by the lovely woman at the table nearby. Ze Min had of course another thought entirely right now.

She could not think of any viable reason for this thing to happen unto Lai Peng without an equivalent sacrifice behind the change.

"Why have you wasted a precious item on your servant? This loss definitely does not equal its outcome." Ze Min could only shake her head in lament.

She has quite envied Old Peng at the moment and it could be seen in how she looked at the middle aged man who kept his silence on the side.

Even though he had already become a true cultivator at the 1st Stage of Mortal Shedding Realm but that did not follow that he has also forgotten his station in life.

Old Peng would forever treat himself as the most faithful servant of his master.

"Precious item, eh? Indeed! I have given my good servant a very precious item.

But in my opinion, no amount of earthly and heavenly treasures combined could equal the worth of Lai Peng in my life."

Our bored gamer nodded as he looked at Old Peng with satisfaction in his eyes. This aged servant slave has really not disappointed Clark. Not once!

"FOOL!" Tang Xinyue mocked in front but it was all for naught because it fell to nothing but deaf ears.

Instead of indulging the combative vigor of his ex fiancee, Clark chose to be focused on something else.

"Tell the rest to prepare our dinner, Lai Peng. I'm starved. I will go down after I finish one last business for the night."

Our bored gamer ordered unto the middle aged man that was Old Peng.

"Mistress Wan Fei and Princess Ning Xi have begun cooking earlier, master. But i will tell them your words."

Old Peng bowed and walked away from the scene in order to do what he was told.

Silence reigned in the trio of souls that was left in the halls until our good gamer has also chosen to break it in full after a few breaths.

"Very well... It's time to conclude things between us. Come with me inside, Xinyue."

Clark looked at one of the women in the table and there was a flash of gentleness in his eyes for a moment.

There was no point in hiding it because he knew that Tang Xinyue also knew at this time that there was still a lot to be said for each other.

No matter how this night ended, Clark would make it certain that he will have no regrets whatsoever upon its conclusion.

"THUD!" The double doors closed and beyond it was the waiting figure of our patient protagonist.

"Don't go, Big Sis." Flower Goddess Ze Min advised when she saw that Tang Xinyue stood up in response.

"Don't worry, Ze Min. If he tries anything funny, we'll be sure to beat him up that even his whores downstairs would not be able to recognize him.

In fact, I won't even need any help from you because i alone am enough to pulverize his face into black, red, and blue."

Tang Xinyue laughed for a moment and then bravely entered the lion's den.