Chapter 11: The Judgment of the Universe’s Invincible Thunderbolt Wood
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Unfortunately, it was no use. Worried that the players might cause trouble, she couldn’t mute them and had to endure the dreadful noise while staying alert, ready to rescue any player at a moment’s notice.
Of course, it was nonsense that the players were exhausted from all their efforts, yet the NPC just stood by watching the chaos unfold. That was truly inhumane!
Su Qingyue could only find solace in this bitter situation, thinking: It’s better to clear out the forest a bit; night is falling soon, and that would be safer.
It was far preferable to falling asleep at night only to have the tent ripped open by a black bear or a wolf pack, forcing everyone to resurrect and play mahjong together.
Oh, and “everyone” probably didn’t include her—she was just the one watching the spectacle.
Those were just ordinary beasts; even a tenth-level cultivator, roughly equivalent to the Qi Refinement stage, should be able to handle them easily, right?
Su Qingyue held a round fan, gently fanning herself with a smile. “Not bad, finally we can avenge our previous humiliation and turn the tables.”
After all, a hundred cultivators with Heavenly Spirit Roots couldn’t even catch a single wild chicken, and were being beaten up badly by tigers—how could that be reasonable? Would anyone believe such a thing?
System: “Host, I think you’d better not be too optimistic.”
? Huh??? She froze for a moment—no way, they already have skills and still can’t win?
“Ahhh, help!” Several players screamed and howled miserably, running wildly through the forest with a group of beasts chasing them.
Su Qingyue was stunned, her fan dropping to the ground with a soft “plop.”
Ah, this is the worst group I’ve ever led!
In the system background, the player death count soared rapidly. What on earth were they doing to get themselves into such a mess?
Rewinding time to a few minutes earlier, the players, like a swarm of locusts, had quickly found the wolf pack that they had previously avoided at all costs and which had sent them back to the newbie village multiple times.
Looking at the leisurely wolves wagging their tails, they all showed excited grins in unison.
“Hahaha, now is the time for our revenge! Charge!”
Dragonfly in the Sky, with Fire and Lightning Spirit Roots, took the lead, shouting angrily: “Flaming Inferno!”
Beside him, the goofy Tiantian joyfully shouted: “Universe Invincible Thunderbolt Wood Judgment!”
Bluefeather & Xiaomo: “What kind of embarrassing names are those? The first one’s okay, but the second is way too cringy!”
“Well, we name our own skills however we like, as long as they sound cool. It’s not every day we get to play a cultivation holographic game—what’s wrong with being a little cheesy?” The two boys retorted as they unleashed their skills.
“Balala energy, King of Fire!”
“Hmph, childish! Gunara, Dark God of Shadows…”
Okay, it only got more embarrassing from there.
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Amid the players’ confident roars and a strong surge of spiritual energy, several… appeared in midair.
Ping-pong ball-sized fireballs, finger-thick wooden spikes, a few pitiful lumps of earth, and so on.
Players: “???” Dumbfounded. What was going on? Aren’t cultivator skills supposed to be dazzling?
A chorus of disappointed sighs filled the air.
Bluefeather: “…The point isn’t the power of the skills right now; it’s that we should run first! Why are we just standing here? The wolves are closing in!” Suddenly, a huge wolf lunged forward with a “duang.”
Most players were sent back to the resurrection point, while the remaining dozen or so were quickly overwhelmed and died almost instantly.
Chased all the way out, they saw a beautiful figure in white not far ahead. The players felt awkward and frustrated.
What did they say before leaving? Sigh, it was so humiliating!
They were about to embarrass themselves again in front of this important NPC. Would she think they were utterly useless and unreliable?
Hopefully, their favorability rating wouldn’t drop into the negative double digits!
The strongest wolves at the head of the pack tensed their muscles and leapt to block the players’ way.
Players: “…” They glanced at their thinning health bars and gave up struggling.
If death comes, so be it. You get used to it eventually.
That was how it was in games—no one survived the brutal early stages. Yes, it was normal.
They tried to find some humor in the misery, but regretted that after so much fighting, they hadn’t gained any experience points and were actually at a loss.
Suddenly, with a soft sound from somewhere, the players’ vision blurred, and a white silhouette appeared before them.
Bluefeather, who had been composed before, was now terrified: “Sect Leader, why have you come? Please go back!”
“Exactly, this place is too dangerous for you! We’re fine anyway—we can still resurrect!” The group’s eyes blazed with desperation.
“Please, we beg you, just leave!”
The system had warned repeatedly that Su Qingyue was a key mainline NPC and the protagonist they were meant to protect. If she died, the game would end.
Her life was far more valuable than theirs. They had finally found a holographic game that suited their tastes—there was no way they were going to let it end now!
The players hadn’t forgotten the promotional video they’d seen on the official website, where this girl was tortured after her Golden Core was extracted, barely able to stand and constantly enduring immense pain.
A pack of fierce, muscular wolves could easily tear apart this frail girl.
The girl before them shook her head gently, looked at the wolves with calm and composed eyes, and slowly lifted her long white sleeves to reveal slender, snow-white wrists that seemed fragile enough to snap with a mere touch.
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Her hands were like exquisite works of art—delicate, flawless, with pale fingertips that gleamed under the sunlight.
The players were about to speak, but then heard a sharp “click.”
A blue light shot from her fingertips, soaring overhead, followed by a chilling coldness rising in the air. At the same moment, the terrifying howls from the wolf pack abruptly ceased.
“Bang!” Dozens of giant wolves, which had been chasing the players relentlessly, were blasted back, flying dozens of meters through the air in a spectacular display of airborne wolves.
They only came to a stop after crashing into several towering trees, leaving a gruesome scene of carcasses scattered on the ground.
The players were dumbfounded and swallowed hard.
Damn, we thought this pretty girl was just a kid who needed our protection, but this beautiful, ethereal, and injured young lady was actually so powerful?
“Holy crap, she’s awesome!”
“I want to kneel and be her dog!”
“So majestic! Such an immortal aura, a pretty face, and yet she’s so strong?!”
“That damn appearance is so deceiving! She’s got the looks and such incredible power!”
“My wife is too amazing!”
Pretty and powerful, which made them feel utterly useless!
The players showered her with admiration and praise, leaving Su Qingyue utterly embarrassed.
Hey, hey, even though my Golden Core was extracted, I’m still a Foundation Establishment cultivator at peak completion! These are just ordinary beasts—how hard can it be? You all act like you’ve never seen the world before.
“Alright, everyone here is a cultivator. Although the Qi Refinement stage is a bit weak, it’s enough to handle these beasts. No need to panic,” Su Qingyue said.
Bluefeather frowned. “But our skills are all so small and weak, they can’t even deal damage.”
Su Qingyue nodded. “That’s normal. Qi Refinement cultivators can only emit weak spiritual attacks. Perhaps you should study your skills more carefully?”
It wasn’t her fault—the players were all homebodies with no combat experience. They just clicked their skill shortcuts, which only released the weakest possible effects.
Bluefeather pondered. “That makes sense. Qi Refinement skills should be like this. Otherwise, if every Qi Refinement cultivator could cause catastrophic destruction, what about Nascent Soul stage cultivators? Wouldn’t they be capable of wiping out the world?”