Chapter 85: Entries
“Suit yourself!”
Li Shang withdrew his hand, and after saying this to the utterly dejected Yan Li, he turned and walked toward the wall that the Li family head had crashed through.
He hadn’t taken his life.
What Li Shang wanted was for the other to experience the same pain he had felt—killing him outright would never have soothed the hatred festering in his heart.
He stepped up to the wall, where the family head lay buried among the rubble, already unconscious. Li Shang’s eyes showed no emotion as he stepped down hard on the man’s thigh.
A crisp snap echoed through the room.
Another snap.
“Li Shang, what are you doing!”
Just as he was about to completely cripple the family head, a furious shout rang out behind him.
Li Shang turned to see a young man—someone he recognized. It was Li Qingfeng, the head’s son, the most talented of the Li family’s younger generation.
Behind him, a crowd of Li family disciples had rushed over, drawn by the commotion. They craned their necks to see what had happened, shock written on their faces.
Seeing this, Li Shang walked toward them without hesitation.
As he moved, those outside got a clear look at the battered state of the family head inside. Their faces all changed.
“How is this possible?”
“How could the family head lose to a useless good-for-nothing?”
“Li Shang, you disrespectful wretch, you—!”
Li Shang shot Li Qingfeng a glance, cutting off the rest of his words in his throat.
“Disrespectful? He should act like an elder, then! As the patriarch, he sided with outsiders to humiliate me, a mere third-level Myst Qi junior. Does he deserve my respect?”
“I, Li Shang, have done nothing to wrong the Li family. Why should he treat me this way? Is it just because I’m a so-called useless waste at the third stage of Myst Qi?”
At these words, not a single person dared to object.
Seeing this, Li Shang continued, “The Li family has raised me—I won’t forget that. You can rest assured, I distinguish clearly between gratitude and grudges. I won’t harm the innocent—as long as you don’t provoke me. And one more thing...”
“Kid, enough with the nonsense—your little body can’t withstand my power much longer.”
Just as Li Shang was getting into his speech, the old horned one’s voice echoed in his mind. At the same time, he felt a swelling, splitting pain throughout his body.
His heart raced. “Old Horn, take your power back, quick!”
“Your body’s already badly damaged. If I withdraw now, you won’t even be able to walk.”
Li Shang’s expression stiffened. He quickly asked, “How much longer can I last at most?”
“Ten breaths.”
With that answer, Li Shang sucked in a sharp breath.
He didn’t dare delay, but forced himself to appear calm and collected, betraying none of his urgency.
If the Li family saw anything amiss, that would be troublesome.
So, he simply swept his arm in a gesture of supreme arrogance, declaring, “Remember this—on this continent of cultivators, I, Li Shang, am now the heavens themselves!”
With those words, he strode out under the stunned gazes of the Li family disciples—then promptly collapsed to the ground outside.
“Sigh! I told you to hurry!” The old horned one sounded exasperated.
...
[Game Settlement]
[Cause of Death: Talked Too Much]
[Cycle Points: 10]
[Would you like to restart the game?]
“...”
Staring at the prompt before him, Li Shang felt a headache coming on.
That damned habit of running his mouth.
Sigh~
“Maybe I should enable the dialogue prompts after all.”
He felt his chances of clearing the game solo were pitifully slim.
“One last try. If it doesn’t work, I’ll call for outside help.”
Muttering to himself, he clicked to restart.
[Notice! Your rebirth privilege has been used up.]
[For just six yuan, unlock permanent privileges and enjoy a free lottery draw!]
“Lottery?”
Frowning, Li Shang glanced around and soon spotted a new icon in the lower right corner of his vision.
He tapped the icon, and a new interface appeared.
[Character Traits]
Equipped Traits: _._._._._._.
Traits Owned: None
Trait Draws (100 cycle points per draw): 1 available [Click to use]
Remaining Cycle Points: 10 (10 points per yuan)
Seeing he had a free draw, Li Shang raised his brows.
“‘Make Me’ Sensei is so generous—giving out a free spin right off the bat.”
Muttering, he tapped to use it.
A giant roulette wheel appeared before his eyes.
It was packed with all manner of rewards in fine print—white, blue, purple, and gold, each color occupying a quarter of the wheel.
Different colors meant different tiers.
White mostly offered ordinary traits—Strength, Agility, one hundred gold coins, and so on.
Gold, on the other hand, had rewards like Innate Dao Physique, Orphan of a Mighty One, Peerless Beauty, Supreme Imperial Weapon, Heaven-Grade Techniques, Innate Alchemist, Unique Portable Treasure... Just hearing the names sounded incredible.
“Even the grand prize has a one-in-four chance? ‘Make Me’ Sensei really set this up too honestly. For good stuff, the odds should be way lower.”
“No, I’ll have to post about this on the forums—can’t let Sensei get the short end of the stick.”
As a die-hard fan of ‘You Guys Make Me,’ he felt duty-bound to protect his idol’s interests.
But first, he’d see what he drew.
The wheel spun.
The prizes blurred past.
Li Shang didn’t even look—he just hit stop.
With such high odds, he felt winning a grand prize would be easy.
But...
[Congratulations: You have obtained the rare trait ‘Accompanying Spirit Jade’.]
“My luck’s pretty bad...”
Frowning, Li Shang hesitated only a moment before topping up six yuan.
It wasn’t much money, and he got another free spin—seemed worth it.
After the top-up, he spun again.
[Congratulations: You have obtained the common trait ‘Dexterous’.]
“...Rare and common—so next time it’ll have to be purple or gold.”
Li Shang topped up three more yuan to reach 100 cycle points and bought another spin.
[Congratulations: You have obtained the common trait ‘Endurance’.]
“...”
“Next time for sure.”
Gritting his teeth, Li Shang topped up another ten yuan.
[Congratulations: You have obtained the common trait ‘100 gold’.]
[Congratulations: You have obtained the common trait ‘Superior Longsword’.]
[Congratulations: You have obtained the rare trait ‘Fire Spirit Body’.]
[Congratulations: You have obtained the common trait ‘Strong’.]
...
“...”
Staring at the pile of blue and white traits he’d drawn, Li Shang was dumbfounded.
“With odds this high, how is this possible? Am I just cursed with bad luck?”
P.S.: Completely stuck on this chapter... Spent all day writing it, and still nothing feels right.
My head’s spinning.
Never been this stuck before.
I’d planned to build up a buffer, but... sigh~
I’ll try to write the next chapter.
Probably need to rewrite this one tomorrow, too.