Chapter 9 9

Chapter 9 Chapter 9

A minute passed in time.

"Wait... Why am i not tired or sleepy any longer?" Clark wondered from out of the blue. He remembered his extreme drowsiness earlier and realized quickly what happened.

"Could it be that..." Clark mused and went to a nearby mirror for confirmation.

"Ohhh my g...!" he could not believe his eyes at all. What stood before him now was a middle aged man that had quite the inherent capital for pride and awe.

Gone was the wrinkled old balls but was replaced by a much younger version of himself.

Even at this advanced age of 50 or so, Lu Chen, the person who had already died, indeed possessed a matchless appearance for a man.

Brows that depicted the sharpest of swords, prominent nose, enticing lips, and eyes that seemed too deep and mysterious, these were all gifts that was presented once more in Lu Chen's younger side.

It was even more attractive than Clark's own amazing physical quality in the past. Mature and had a very commanding presence, this was how Clark appeared in the present.

"What more when i continue to level up and returned to Lu Chen's youth?"

"FUCK ME!" Clark was crazy about this close possibility.

He knew from Lu Chen's memory alone that there were numerous fairies and goddesses in this world that embodied unparalleled beauty amongst the rest.

These were of course the female cultivators that has also dreamed of fighting against the will of heavens and its laws.

And after Clark had tasted the divine bliss of having a woman around, it was of course an added bonus to have such a pretty face to roam around.

His next goal to be a ladies' man would come true in this lifetime!

"Well, at least i have a more handsome face to show around." Clark nodded as he realized that men in this world have godly appearances also.

If his face before were to be compared to the boys who had already taken the first steps at cultivation then it was not far at all for the two to appear like mud and a sparkling gem.

His original face may have been the source of fancy from numerous college girls in campus but in this world, where gods and demons walked the earth and the heavens,

he could only be considered to have a slave's natural countenance.

This was how drastically different the two worlds were!

"Perhaps the magical essence that these cultivators use is also one of the culprits behind this epic contrast in beauty standards."

he thought in silence while comparing Earth against this Cultivation World right now. Clark also discovered another happy change in the next few seconds.

"Other than my face, i also feel much stronger than the past!" Clark clenched his fist and it felt like he could break a rock to dust with the strength that he had in the present.

"Am i a full fledged cultivator right now?" Clark rubbed his long beard while anticipating the next few levels he would get until dawn.

Six minutes into the wait.

"Congratulations, host. You gave gained a new level. Please visit the system menu for further details." Nancy announced with her usual lovely voice.

"It took longer than i expected." Clark muttered. This was of course natural because his summons also need to hunt prey.

They got to search and run after their targets and could not easily just teleport upon the heads of some hapless animal on their night beds like the poor ants that had experienced the recent culling of the Blood Twin.

If only it were that easy then Clark's level would have soared at an outstanding pace indeed.

"Open status." Clark was thrilled to see his character sheet.

"BOINK!"

Host: Clark Colter

Power: 10

Experience: 0/400

Health: 150/150

Health Regen: 1/s

Mana: 150/150

Mana Regen: 1/s

Level: 2

Class: Necromancer

System Shop

Shop Points: None

Class Skills

Skill Points: 1

"What to do about this new skill point?" Clark paused for a while.

"I could trade this for the defensive skill Bone Plate but that would achieve nothing in return.

Since i don't have to enter into battle anytime soon, i should spend this with another upgrade of my White Wolf." he decided in the end and did exactly as he planned.

White Wolf (Level 2)

Power: 7 pts

Special Ability: can call the ghosts of its pack to fight alongside it. (+2 Shadow White Wolf, can be upgraded)

Mana Cost: 60

Since he was now at level 2, it was high time to take risk for greater gains.

"But before that i need to check for something." Clark hummed in understanding.

"Nancy..." he called.

"I'm here, host."

"What if my summons are killed in battle, is there a cooldown time for me to be able to use them again?" Clark asked.

This was a pretty vital information to have and although he could experiment with it but that would only make him lose precious resources. And in this case, it was his mana that would be sacrificed.

Clark was not an ignorant fool to take that chance at all.

"Negative, host. As long as you have available mana, you can summon your creatures at will." Nancy's pleasant voice along her positive answer made Clark grin like a dunce.

He looked at his face in the mirror and realized that he was still the middle aged man from before and has not continued to grow younger. Still, this has not disheartened the fanatic gamer at all.

"Perhaps i still need more levels. Hmmm... Yes, maybe that's it!" Clark's spirits rose and went on to command his faithful minions.

There were now 4 blinking green dots in the map and these able soldiers went on a killing spree at their designated locations.

Blood Twin has killed a forest rat... host has gained 1 xp!

White Wolf has killed a lizard... host has gained 1 xp!

White Wolf has killed an Aldabran Werewolf... host has gained 5 xp!

"Keep your distance, White Wolf and only send your clones into the fray." Clark commanded a new battle line for his summon.

To lose only 1 Shadow White Wolf for the price of an enemy's life was worth it in this case.

"It's just unfortunate that i have no control over my White Wolf's ability." Clark sighed as he realized that the special ability of White Wolf took a full minute of cooldown.

Two minutes elapsed and there were only 2 werewolves standing tall amongst the recent full pack of Aldabran breeds.

It was more appropriate to say that these last 2 were in panic mode and was running for their lives in haste. Each Shadow White Wolf would charge fearlessly and take 1 life in exchange for its sacrifice.

Alas, it did not take that much time for these undead brethren to outlast those of the living.

"Hmmm... Advancing at least 1 level in farming is indeed doable. Though it needs time but i think the later stages would be easier than the firsts.

Especially now that i have a pretty good grasp of my summons' strengths."

"End the play, my Blood Twin." Clark ordered from millions of miles away from his minions.

"BANG!" the ground were smashed furiously so and as the specks of dust scattered to reveal the cause of such a phenomenon, a lone warrior stood carelessly in the makeshift tombs of its prey.

At its feet laid two broken Aldabran Werewolves' skulls. The last remaining vestiges of that fallen pack.

Even with just 1 point difference, a Shadow White Wolf's bite could even prove fatal to its enemies, what more some 4 points of power difference? It was pure savage mode!

Blood Twin has killed an Aldabran Werewolf... host has gained 5 xp!

Blood Twin has killed an Aldabran Werewolf... host has gained 5 xp!

Blood Twin

Power: 10 pts

Special Ability: can exchange position with the host at a thought's command.

"Though it can be said that it was an overkill to do so but i don't care. At least by doing this, i can safely assure the life of my greatest exp farmer."

Clark nodded happily and the rest, he left to his allied undead as he contented in counting the seconds in his head.

3 short minutes later and...

"Congratulations, host. You gave gained a new level. Please visit the system menu for further details." Nancy announced with her usual lovely voice.

Host: Clark Colter

Power: 17

Experience: 0/800

Health: 200/200

Health Regen: 1/s

Mana: 200/200

Mana Regen: 1/s

Level: 3

Class: Necromancer

System Shop

Shop Points: None

Class Skills

Skill Points: 1

"Good, continue." Clark exploited his summons and tirelessly worked them like cows.

He did not plan to use this skill point yet because he wanted to wait for level 10 to dump them all on his next available summon.

And so Clark sent them to a new destination that showcased another tribe of monsters who were tallied at level 4. This time it was an undead dweller called Fake Zombies.

Blood Twin has killed a Fake Zombie... host has gained 8 xp!

White Wolf has killed a Fake Zombie... host has gained 8 xp!

...and then the registrations of kills made quickly flooded cheerily on his ears.

A dozen minutes later...

White Wolf has killed a Fake Zombie... host has gained 8 xp!

"Congratulations, host. You gave gained a new level. Please visit the system menu for further details." Nancy announced with her usual lovely voice.

Level 4!

30 minutes later...

Blood Twin has killed a Common Vampire... host has gained 10 xp!

"Congratulations, host. You gave gained a new level. Please visit the system menu for further details." Nancy announced with her usual lovely voice.

Level 5!

Approximately 45 minutes later...

Blood Twin has killed a Haunting Ghoul... host has gained 16 xp!

"Congratulations, host. You gave gained a new level. Please visit the system menu for further details." Nancy announced with her usual lovely voice.

Level 6!

An hour and a few spare minutes after...

Blood Twin has killed a Growling Terror... host has gained 21 xp!

"Congratulations, host. You gave gained a new level. Please visit the system menu for further details." Nancy announced with her usual lovely voice.

Level 7!

"Finally, morning has come." Clark took a deep breath and inhaled the spirit of a new day that was filled with both promise and surprises.

The dawn has brought its cold clean air unto his lungs and it has added good amounts of vigor in his hot veins. He was up all night and he felt neither weakness nor soreness in his bones and muscles.

"Is this perhaps the added bonus of becoming a cultivator in these lands?" Clark wondered.

In the hundred of years of Lu Chen's life,

he only knew bits and pieces about the cultivation stages of this world and nothing about the particulars save that these wishful immortals only have potent strength and exceedingly strong vitality.

That cultivators in general could boil oceans and empty its shores to nothing and flip mountains upside down with but a flick of a finger.

Other than that, Lu Chen has entirely spent his life enjoying the mortal allures, same as its restrictions, with no inside knowledge at all on the specifics about the immortal side of things.

"It's about time i found out, isn't it?" Clark said to himself and bravely stepped out into the new morn.

Thus began the journey of one bored gamer in other worlds.