By this point, Elder Soo could almost feel her forehead vein popping.
Wasn't this brat just twisting words?
'Wait! Did he just say 'talent' and 'fire'?' Just as she was about to punish Gang Xin, she heard the words and stopped.
"Brat, you got clever words. You said you got talent for fire?" Elder Soo asked angrily. However, her gaze this time also held curiousity.
"Yes, elder." Gang Xin replied.
"Follow me then. We'll punish you according to the rules of the clan. Follow me. As for that guy, tell the medicine hall" Elder Soo waved her hands.
The onlookers were stunned once again.
Where was the justice?
However, since this was what the elder said, they didn't object. Especially when they were measly initial stage Form Fighters, while Elder Soo was a Meridian Mentor.
She could basically wipe the floor with them using one hand.
Gang Xin didn't object.
Just as he was about to follow the elder however, he felt a hand grabbing his neck. Elder Soo had grabbed him to fasten up.
Gang Xin instantly realized what was going on as he couldn't help but feel irritated.
Who was this woman to hold him in this pathetic posture?
'I'll definitely teach you a lesson old hag' he thought internally. Then, he instinctively flexed his body as the woman's speed increased.
Wind clashed against his body, and Gang Xin couldn't help but feel his neck hurting slightly. This was expected. After all, how was he to keep his entire body's weight on a single joint like a puppet?
If a person with no cultivation were to have been brought like this, they might have died from a neck fracture.
...
"We have arrived at the internal discipline hall. Here you will be judged for your crimes. But firstly, you need to wait a little in the room over there. Don't even try to escape, otherwise you would incur even more punishment" Elder Soo said, before leaving Gang Xin in a hall.
The hall was made with good quality wood, and had the words "Discipline" and "Rules" engraved on its walls.
There, two clansmen escorted him to a room. Along the way, people moved with serious expressions.
"Geez, isn't this too much trouble?" Gang Xin said while he relaxed his sore neck. Being brought in that position like a cat hurt more than he imagined it would.
The room here wasn't all that comfortable too. Stone cold floor, and just a single wooden bed, no bedding or whatsoever.
No sight of any food too. What was he to do here?
"Such a slight trace of qi... tsk. I guess I'll first see about the system"
'Were there any new updates from the system?' thinking so, Gang Xin called up the system interface.
[Name: Gang Xin
Title: None (Star Tyrant)
Cultivation: 3 star Form Fighter (4 star)
Status: Healthy
Check Skills
Check Inventory
Missions (New)]
"What? New missions?" Gang Xin grew interested, and pressed on it.
[Updated Missions]
[System main objective for Gang Xin: Devour other players' system, to get a more complete version.]
'What does this mean?' his eyes flashed with confusion. After clicking on it, he finally understood.
Turns out, it was like this.
He wasn't the only person to have transmigrated to this world. He wasn't all that special. Along with him, so did all the other players that were in the VRMMORPG Cultivation Dynasty. And it was the biggest game of humanity at that moment.
Thus, he could estimate that possibly half of humanity's population - which was 50 billion, has been transmigrated to this place.
25 billion!
25 billion people have come to this world! Every one of them with their own system too...
'Perhaps there are multiverses here... but still, that's a scary thought' After all, every one of them have received that magical pill, and has the magical cultivation technique.
Basically, every one of them could become a protagonist of their own. 25 billion protagonists.
And then, the scariest part wasn't this. It was the objective of this mission.
He possibly had to find and hunt down every single of those 25 billion protagonists.
'I mean, not all of them are experts, there would be many noobs and new players, or people who just got power leveled and enjoyed the game. However, the really powerful ones. They are a real threat to me.'
Gang Xin thought about all the venerables, the demons, clean heads, and the emperors.
For example, the Venerable Oo Yin, Hell's Sword Unrik, the Alchemy Sovereign, the Monk Venerable Li Sun, and the Benevolent Sky Kishibatra.
He would really have to escape in the face of any of them. Their foundations were really deep and giving them any time to develop would result in the creation of monsters. Monsters that would be disasters to this cultivation world.
He reckoned that the specialized people like the Alchemy Sovereign, or the Million Formations Tol Mun might even have enough knowledge to immediately be revered by many.
Right now, the Star Tyrant Gang Xin's face had become serious for the first time since coming to this world.
If he had to face them in his current state, he would no doubt lose. However, there was indeed a way out of this.
That was grabbing every single opportunity!
'In the end, this mission might end up benefitting me...' the system said that if he kills any other players, the owners of the systems, he would be able to accumulate more system fragments.
This way, he would be able to upgrade his system and unlock more functions.
Gang Xin had a feeling. A feeling that these advanced functions would be very very beneficial. Thus, he had to get them. The path there might be forged by bones and painted in blood, but Gang Xin would not back down.
This mission would undoubtedly make everyone an enemy of everyone else. Empires and even worlds might be wiped from the face of this universe.
The cruelty was for everyone to witness.
However, this world was not a kind place from the start.