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174: Holy shit, we must call the police!It directly wasted 100 of his hard-earned Fantasy Points.

The most critical thing was that his status bar still displayed a negative buff…

“Your body is entangled by the Wen Tian Sword Intent. This sword intent will forcibly deduct 10% of your maximum Life every day.”

“Note: Removal requires 10,000 Fantasy Points.”

Upon seeing this negative buff, Ling Feitian nearly ground his teeth to dust.

“Damn it! All I did was pee on your head! Is that really worth such a huge retaliation?”

Losing 10% of his Life every day—how long would it take to recover?

Not to mention that terrifying 10,000 Fantasy Energy…

How was he supposed to gather so much?

Ling Feitian gritted his teeth, angrily got up from the ground, and dusted himself off.

He had to deal with this damned negative status as soon as possible, otherwise, he’d eventually be drained to death just by the daily blood loss.

“Damn it, what’s the deal with that red-haired guy? How did he suddenly become so strong?”

He muttered to himself while opening his simple system panel to check the recent combat log.

“Suffered Wen Tian Sword Intent attack, Life reduced to zero.”

“Consumed 100 Fantasy Energy, used a Revive Coin.”

“Gained negative status: Wen Tian Sword Intent Erosion (deducts 10% of maximum Life daily, continues until cleared).”

Ling Feitian frowned, pondering, “Now I only have 28 Fantasy Energy left, not even enough to level up, let alone clear this buff. I need to quickly stir up some trouble and earn more Fantasy Energy!”

But what kind of trouble would earn him some?

After much thought.

Ling Feitian pulled out his phone, and a bold idea suddenly popped into his head.

If this operation was handled properly, his Fantasy Energy might just start flowing in continuously.

Of course, if he messed up… he would probably ascend on the spot, not even leaving a complete corpse.

But this critical buff didn’t give him any chance to back down.

And that red-haired guy, just you wait, if I can survive, you’ll be the first one I settle scores with!

Thinking this, Ling Feitian walked out of the alley without looking back.

…

At this moment, several clones were leisurely watching the show from above.

Disaster King: “I didn’t expect them to start fighting so quickly. I thought I’d have to intervene to stir things up before they’d fight.”

Five Directional Gods: “Isn’t this normal? They were all big shots before; they saw each other as ants. Could they shake hands and make peace after being offended? Don’t even think about it.”

King of the Darkest Darkness: “More than that, I’m more curious—who is stronger?”

Emperor Ziwei: “From their ultimate strength, Wen Tian Sword Master might be slightly superior. But if we compare their foundations and trump cards, then the mysterious god behind Ling Feitian is a different story.”

Blood Skull Demon King: “Why say so much! Why not just kill them all?”

…

Meanwhile, Wen Tian Sword Master on the other side had just shaved his head bald.

He casually found some water to wash his face, especially his head, scrubbing it a dozen times until he was satisfied.

After all that was done, he slowly began to recall various pieces of information about this world.

Unfortunately, the memories of this body’s original owner—that red-haired guy—were extremely limited.

He only knew that a few months ago, the world suddenly entered a “New Era,” and reality seemed to have turned into an online game.

The red-haired guy chose the warrior class and spent his days with his subordinates grinding low-level dungeons to level up, never once entering a high-level dungeon.

But none of this mattered to Wen Tian Sword Master; he only cared about one thing: could he cultivate in this world?

Because he clearly felt that the spiritual energy here was pitifully thin and contained an extraordinary amount of impurities.

This quality of spiritual energy made him feel like he might get poisoned if he absorbed it.

The spiritual energy in their Tianwu World could be described as pristine, like a basin of freshly drawn mountain spring water, clean and refreshing.

In contrast, the spiritual energy of this world…

Tsk tsk, it was like spoiled E. coli soup; one breath and he felt like his entire body would be overloaded with elements—as if he could inhale the entire periodic table in one go.

So, until now, Wen Tian Sword Master hadn’t started cultivating.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to cultivate; he genuinely found it repulsive.

But without cultivation, his strength couldn’t improve.

At this moment, he stood at the top of a tall building, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, like a stoic god.

As for his hair, it had just grown out.

Looking down at the unfamiliar city, his brows furrowed.

“The spiritual energy of this world… it’s truly dirty and foul.”

He tried to circulate his cultivation technique, but the spiritual energy he absorbed was mixed with a heap of impurities, making him nearly gag on the spot.

He wanted to vomit, but couldn’t, which was extremely uncomfortable.

“It seems I’ll have to find another way…”

As he was thinking, a large screen in a distant plaza suddenly began broadcasting news:

“Breaking News: Abyssal monsters are about to invade, adventurers please prepare…”

“Abyssal Rift? And monsters?”

Wen Tian Sword Master narrowed his eyes, recalling the fragmented memories he had picked up from that red-haired thug.

It seemed this was one of the main ways to gain experience in this world?

“Alright, since I can’t level up through cultivation, I’ll play by your rules.”

With that, he leaped, gracefully jumping down from the hundred-meter-high rooftop, drawing gasps from passersby below.

“Holy crap! Someone’s jumping to their death!”

“Wait… how is he flying?”

“He must be a high-level player! At least a level 50 big shot!”

Wen Tian Sword Master paid no attention to these discussions.

Although he was indeed only level 25, not yet at the “big shot level” they spoke of, with the cultivation techniques from his previous Life, controlling spiritual energy to float down was child’s play.

After landing, he walked towards the Abyssal Rift outside the city without looking back.

Pedestrians on the street made way, intimidated by the sharp Wen Tian Sword Intent emanating from him, not daring to get close.

“Who is that person? I’ve never seen him before.”

“His level is only 25? But… how is he more terrifying than those level 50s?”

Wen Tian Sword Master was deaf to these whispers.

Soon, he arrived at the Abyssal Rift outside the city, where many adventurers had already gathered.

“Hey, newcomer!” A burly man in heavy armor stopped him.

“This place requires at least level 30 to enter; you’re not high enough.”

Wen Tian Sword Master gave him a cold glance, his tone brief and forceful:

“Move.”

The strong man felt a chill down his spine from that stare but still forced himself to say:

“This… this is the rule.”

Before he could finish, a sharp sword qi “whoosh” flew out and directly hit his chest.

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A damage number exceeding ten thousand exploded above his head.

Fortunately, this guy was high-level enough that he didn’t collapse on the spot.

Even so, his health bar instantly bottomed out, leaving only a tiny sliver of health remaining.

He staggered back several steps, his face pale:

“You… what kind of skill is that?!”

The surrounding adventurers were also dumbfounded.

A level 25 player actually dealt over ten thousand damage?

This was simply unheard of!

Wen Tian Sword Master completely ignored the shocked expressions of the crowd and stepped into the Abyssal Rift.

This time, no one dared to stop him.

And as he strode into the rift, the crowd outside finally began to chatter:

“Who is that person? He’s too arrogant!”

“That guy was just kindly reminding him; this abyss clearly states—entering below level 30 is basically suicide.”

“Yeah, if it weren’t for that big brother being a shield warrior with high health and defense, he probably would’ve died inexplicably right there.”

“Should we report him? This can’t just be let go, right?”

“Definitely report him! Not only did he almost kill someone, but he also did it in the city! It’s not like a wilderness PK zone or a secret realm dungeon; the nature of this is completely different!”