The dark side of cultivation world

Zhang Wei kept dodging the precise sword strike released by Liang Chen.

Zhang Wei had an advantage in terms of speed, but he couldn't escape from his opponent due to missing out on the chance to run away.

As a wind-type cultivator, he had underestimated Liang Chen for being a swordman, and Zhang Wei, before engaging in this battle, thought that no matter how deadly one attack could be, its not worth mentioning if it doesn't land on you.

Unfortunately for him, his speed did surpass that of Liang Chen for a while, but it didn't last long as his stamina and physique couldn't keep it up. This allowed Liang Chen to eventually catch up to him, retaking the battle momentum under his control.

The attacks, each full of killing intent, were coming toward him at a speed as stable as the blowing wind on a clear day.

Zhang Wei kept on blocking and dodging, refusing to confront his opponent head-on, just like he did at the beginning of the battle.

His expression grew colder as his opponent's speed seemed to be getting faster. Deep down, he knew that his opponent wasn't getting faster; it was just him who was getting slower.

Seeing that he couldn't win this battle, Zhang Wei accepted it unwillingly as he used his fast speed movement to distance himself from his opponent and spoke in a begging tone, "Brother, how about we end this battle? You wanted my space ring, right?"

Liang Chen stood still without continuing to attack him. He wanted to see what Zhang Wei was going to do next.

"Here, take this." Zhang Wei, without waiting for Liang Chen to respond, took off his space ring and tossed his belongings over.

"Heh, what have I told you since the beginning?" Liang Chen replied with an unserious expression on his face.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Wei's heart beat faster as he breathed in and out deeply. He knew that Liang Chen didn't even spare a single second at the thought of sparing him.

"So, you wanted to go at it until the end, huh?" Zhang Wei looked up at the sky and cursed his luck for meeting a fighting beast like his opponent today.

He gathered his remaining energy and qi as he hardened his grip on his sword handle.

Liang Chen watched over him without doing anything in a playful manner, waiting for Zhang Wei to make the first move.

Zhang Wei whose eyes had a trace of craziness slowly appearing on it, understood his opponent's intention. So, he lunged over without delaying any longer, as it was just a matter of dying sooner or later for him.

he got close to his opponent in the blink of an eye using his wind-type movement technique, and swung his sword out, directed at his opponent.

Liang Chen wanted to counter him by fending off his attack and finishing him off in one strike. Little did he expect that, when he was about to successfully fend off his opponent's attack.

Zhang Wei let go of his sword as he moved to Liang Chen's side. Inside his left hand, that was always holding nothing, wind current spanned in a circle, getting faster and bigger.

Within a short amount of time, he got behind Liang Chen. The wind that was spinning inside his left palm now, made Liang Chen felt threatened from behind his back.

Without waiting for Liang Chen to turn around, Zhang Wei threw it at the back of his opponent.

BANG...

Zhang Wei flew back, hitting the ground.

The surrounding area turned smoky as the wind current that Zhang Wei threw out, gathered it all in one spot and blasted it back out when the wind current exploded after hitting his opponent.

He looked around, trying to find the figure of his opponent, then turned to observe his palm, that had lost most of its skin after using that wind blast. Bloods continued to flow out, yet he felt no pain due to being in an adrenaline rush state.

'I did it.' Zhang Wei relaxed his muscles while forming a smile on his face.

But then, he could see a figure of a person slightly blurry walking out of the midst of smokes. His expression dropped down.

"DAMN IT." He roared toward the sky in anger.

"Hahaha, that attack scared me for a second." Liang Chen walked to Zhang Wei unsteadily and slowly as he coughed out blood from time to time.

"Do you think that I'm only after your belongings?" He asked Zhang Wei playfully.

"Not after my belongings? Then why? why? We don't have any grudges against each other, so why did you do this." Zheng Wei asked calmly as he came to accept his fate.

"What do you think is the most precious thing for any individual human?" 

Without waiting for Zheng Wei to reply, Liang Chen continued, "Is it wealth? Fame? Power?"

"None of the above is their most precious thing. You want to know what their most precious thing is? IT IS THEIR LIFE!"

"And the reaction that they gave off before you took this thing is quite amusing to me, you know." Liang Chen smiled widely with a lunatic look in his eye.

"You're not a human... You're a freaking beast, you monster." Zheng Wei shouted in debrief.

"Hahaha, is that so? Well, good luck meeting human in the underworld." Liang Chen had arrived in front of Zheng Wei, he raised his sword up and ended Zheng Wei.

He turned calm and looked at the lifeless corpse falling weakly onto the ground.

Thud...

"Hah, I need to be more cautious in the future." Liang Chen sat down next to the corpse as he grasped for air without knowing that a person was eyeing him right now, waiting for his weakest moment.

Ren Ying who hid on a tree that one could never find unless they looked for it carefully or had a sensory technique to scan their surroundings.

He had watched the entire battle from the start till its end, while trying not to expose himself.

While observing the battle, Ren Ying was also preparing and changing his mental state, ready to finish off Liang Chen.

At this moment, Ren Ying took out his only one-star weapon. With his mental state ready, he recited silently to himself, 'Thunder Trace'

Whoosh.

The tree shook slightly as his figure disappeared from it, appearing right behind Liang Chen within a second.

Liang Chen felt a threat sensation on his neck, he wanted to move away but Ren Ying was faster than him.

Ren Ying aimed his sword, which constantly emitted blue electivity due to it being coated with thunder, toward Liang Chen's.

Zzzzzz

When the sword appeared on the other side of his skin, Liang Chen's body dropped next to Zheng Wei weakly. Looking at this scene, Ren Ying had the urge to vomit, but he managed to hold it in since he was prepared.

He breathed in and out deeply as his body shook nonstop.

'I killed a person...'

Countless thoughts related to regret, self-doubt, and guilt generated by his subconscious thought were trying to penetrate his mind. He stood there motionlessly as he tried to calm himself down.

Eventually he shut down all of those thought, as he said to himself, "So what? In order to survive in this world, I can't be a soft-hearted person."

Ren Ying looked up to the sky and muttered quietly to himself, "Is my transmigration to this world a curse or a blessing?"

After he got his hand bloody for the first time in this cultivation world, he recalled how peaceful and gentle life was on Earth. Up until now, Ren Ying had never thought about his previous home.

He had always focused on the bright side of the cultivation world, like getting stronger, becoming a one-man army, flying, and manipulating fire and stuff. Only when he transmigrated into this world, getting involved deeper and deeper in it, did he realize how dark a cultivation world could be.

Just like how he had to silence Liang Chen to make his plans foolproof. If he didn't silence him with this given chance, then he would have to face him head-on later on, unless he chose to give up on snatching this opportunity.

But Ren Ying couldn't afford to let go of such a good opportunity, so he had no choice but to ambush him, a rank 1 late realm cultivator. 

He couldn't take him on with his full strength for now as his opponent's realm was higher than him, while he wasn't the strongest in his realm due to a lack of techniques like attacking technique, body tempering, and many more.

This truth made Ren Ying wake up from the dream of fighting people in a higher realm than him.

"Not now, but one day I will definitely fight people with a higher realm than mine." He promised himself as he accepted his current strength calmly.

'Let's hope that this people space ring got some heaven-defying stuff, hehe." Ren Ying overcame his guilt temporarily as he excitedly picked up his battle spoils.