Bored Gamer in Other World

The 6 month trip may be long to some but to others, it was rather short indeed. Especially to someone who quite enjoyed the monopoly of boredom.

Alas, our good gamer was never that since he was rather so entertained with the 3 lovely women who have already been a part of his everyday activities.

Together, the cold nights never seemed that cold since they would all enjoy one another's company to the fullest.

"What a lecherous old man!" Fu Zhenya had this to say about our avid gamer's daily schedule. She did not believe at all that Clark was only 18 as he claimed to be.

He looked even younger than that age but that would be too impossible to stomach.

One should know that the Sect Master Fu De was also in the Heaven Realm cultivation base but he was almost 500,000 years old already.

Thus, Fu Zhenya could only assume that our bored gamer was in the same range of age as her father.

Time passed slowly and Fu Zhenya was proud of herself by not going crazy over the fact that Clark only busied his days with eating, sleeping, and making love with his women.

She did not know why she was behaving this way and it annoyed her to the extreme to know that she did.

Nevertheless, her nerves quickly settled down the moment they arrived at the domains of the Blood River Cult.

The place did not have a miasma of evil at all but contrary to popular belief, it was akin as heaven on earth itself.

There was an unimaginable abundance in the lands and even huge gardens of medicinal plants and flowers laid unwatched by any eye at all.

They just left it there to grow without any caretaker at all. Only a fool would openly challenge the territory of this great evil sect.

It did not take long for the flying legion to arrive at the core entrance of the Blood River Cult. It was there that our bored gamer saw how this cult got its name.

The domains were surrounded by a wide river which took the color of blood. At first glance alone, it was easy to see that this mystical river was very much unnatural indeed.

Nevertheless, Clark never paid any attention to this curse or treasure at all.

He was only here for one thing and that was to level up once more and he was going to get that upgrade in one way or another.

"Please announce our intention of coming, Fellow Daoist." Our bored gamer said to the leader of this group.

Although he was the one who was gonna beat the enemies from here on out but this large group was definitely not his.

So he was smart enough to let Sect Master Fu De do the honors at this time.

"We are the Hidden Mountain Palace! We seek answers to our fallen kin and friends!"

"Come out or else face the might of our wrath!" Sect Master Fu De disembarked from the flying boat alone and bravely faced the ridicule of the evil sect by himself.

Beneath them, there was a thriving immortal sect and one can easily spot that this Blood River Cult had indeed grown so much from the previous 200 years or so that these 2 enemies had last crossed swords.

"Pfft! The last time I saw you, you were running for your life like a dead dog, Fu De."

"I doubt that the result would be much any different today." An old voice replied and his form materialized on the air in the next moment.

The old man was wearing blood red cultivators robes and in his face could be seen the obvious disdain for the whole collection of experts from the Hidden Mountain Palace.

"The past is no more. I am a different man today, Han Yijun." Sect Master Fu De said towards the old man. This Han Yijun was the gatekeeper of the Blood River Cult.

And his words were indeed true. Sect Master Fu De suffered defeat in the hands of this old man some 2 hundred and plus years prior.

"Very well then. Let me correct my mistakes in the past and send you to damnation today!" Han Yijun made a fist and a violent attraction centered upon the very body of this old man.

This prompted Sect Master Fu De to be on his guard but the battle has not surprisingly commenced in the next breaths.

"HAHAHA!" A bout of laughter instead happened on the scene.

"What is this? Did you come here injured, Fu De?"

"It seems like you really want to die today." Han Yijun openly laughed once more.

With old eyes like his, how could he miss that fact that Sect Master Fu De was not in his one hundred percent condition in this battle.

Thus, he mocked this old man's stupidity and without ado, went for a fatal strike.

"Blood Summon!" Han Yijun made a move and a depressing atmosphere shrouded in all directions.

The few animals in the vicinity were the 1st one to taste the cruel technique of this old man. They withered and turned to dust in an instant as blood was sucked right out from their bodies.

Sect Master Fu De fared better since he could still defend from this evil technique.

"Protect the Sect Master!"

"Attack! Kill everyone of these devils!"

"KILLLLLLLLLL!" The disciples and elders from the Hidden Mountain Palace roared in one big voice.

They were about to charge mindlessly into danger that would most probably kill most of them.

Luckily for them all, our bored gamer was there to mitigate things before anyone could be too late for rescue.

"Stop." Clark gently said and this was enough to halt the wishes of 9,000 brave souls. Every single one of them could feel an immense pressure that fell over their bodies.

They would have wanted to move but found out that even moving their fingers was a tall wish for them right now.

"You can partake in the war later but for now, let me cut off the main heads of this cult."