Chapter 7 · Volume 1

See You Next Round, You're Dead

Almost instinctively, Jiang Ye exerted force with his right arm and hurled the longsword from his hand, intending to replicate the move he had used against Sima Kong earlier.
However, Sima Lie was a mid stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, after all, and his reflexes were far superior to anyone in the Qi Condensation stage.
“Die!!”
Sima Lie roared as the talisman treasure in his hand shot forward, instantly shattering the incoming longsword into a flurry of fragments.
At the same time, Chu Qianfeng's urgent shout came from behind:
“Junior Sister Bai, get out of the way! That's a Tier Three talisman treasure!!”
Jiang Ye only saw a black line shooting straight toward him, moving so fast his eyes could barely track it.
He hurriedly dodged to the side.
Slash.
But the black needle still grazed his shoulder, leaving an almost imperceptible bloody line on her fair skin.
He had clearly missed the perfect timing.
In the next second, Jiang Ye felt his health bar plummet like a bungee jump, instantly emptying until only a sliver remained!
Not only that, but this talisman treasure also carried a Golden Core-grade poison, causing his health to continue ticking down while leaving him incredibly weak.
The game's detection mechanics required triggering a "perfect parry" or "perfect dodge" to achieve 100% damage immunity. Meeting certain conditions, like breaking poise, would also trigger a stagger state on the boss.
In the case of a normal dodge or parry, one would still take 20% to 50% damage; the closer one got to "perfect," the lower the damage received would be.
Even though Jiang Ye's ultra-fast reflexes had managed to reduce the damage to 20%, the massive stat gap between the Golden Core and Qi Condensation realms was like an insurmountable chasm; even this small fraction of damage was enough to nearly empty his health bar.
“Hahaha!!”
Seeing Bai Zhirou instantly hit, kneeling on the ground with a pale face and looking weak from the poison, Sima Lie burst into loud laughter on the spot.
At this moment, he wanted to vent all the frustration, humiliation, and fear he had just suffered!
“Junior Sister Bai!!”
Ye Ningning rushed forward, crying.
Chu Qianfeng also hurriedly stepped forward to check. But once he clearly saw the purplish-black toxin already spreading from Jiang Ye's wound, his face instantly turned ash-pale.
A Golden Core-grade poison was something even a sect elder would be helpless against, let alone an early stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like him.
Sima Lie pointed his long whip at the Azure Mystic Sect members and laughed heartily:
“Want the antidote? If you do, all you trash of the Azure Mystic Sect better get down on your knees and kowtow to your grandpa! As for this bitch...”
A trace of lust flashed through Sima Lie's eyes as he licked his lips.
“As long as you obediently become this young master's cauldron and serve me well enough to put me in a good mood, maybe I'll reward you with a few detoxifying pills to keep your dog life going for a few more days! Hahaha!”
Facing such a desperate situation, Ye Ningning sobbed softly, Chu Qianfeng clenched his teeth tightly, and the disciples of the Azure Mystic Sect were filled with despair.
However, Jiang Ye's face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
He gave Sima Lie a flat glance, then bent down slightly to pick up a longsword that someone had dropped on the ground.
Under countless stunned and bewildered gazes, the exquisite young girl slowly rested the cold blade against her own neck.
Then, he looked at Sima Lie opposite him, his lips curling into a cruel, playful smirk.
“See you next round.”
“In a moment, you're dead.”
With those words, he brought the sword down.
Slash.
A spray of crimson blood erupted.
Bai Zhirou's body instantly went limp, her life force fading away.
Sima Lie's wild laughter cut off abruptly. He froze completely in place, not even noticing when his long whip slipped from his hand and hit the ground.
Chu Qianfeng's mouth gaped wider and wider, completely dumbfounded.
“Wait... Sister... Is your temper really that short?! You just committed suicide like that?!”
Inside his mind, Bai Zhirou watched the light before her eyes fade away bit by bit.
The cold sensation from slitting her throat still lingered on her neck as she murmured softly, “Am I really dying like this... Well, at least I preserved my chastity.”
However, before she could finish processing her emotions, the familiar, grumbling voice of the fiend echoed in her ears once more:
“Motherfucker, that actually hurt. This boss is pretty cheap. Instead of a transformation for phase two, he actually threw a sewing needle at me? Whatever, let's just run it back.”
Bai Zhirou was stunned.
Run it back?
In the next second, the world before her plunged into complete darkness.
Immediately after, light returned. To her horror, Bai Zhirou found herself standing once again, completely unharmed, in front of the stone monument of Luopo Village!
At her feet lay the two Yin-Yang Sect disciples, curled up like shrimp while clutching their crotches, blood still gushing through their fingers.
Time had actually reverted to the exact moment right after Jiang Ye had confiscated the tools of these two lackeys!
...
Actually, early this morning while Jiang Ye was still sleeping in, he had been woken up by notifications from the game panel:
【Game Save Function Unlocked】
【Game Quest Function Unlocked】
【Adventure Quest: The Yin-Yang Sect's Provocation】
【Current Progress: 0%】
【Reward: Pending (Green)】
Thus, the moment he logged in, he had gone to touch the stone monument at the entrance of the village to sneakily save his game.
Last night, he had still been telling himself that since he had transmigrated and become someone else's companion grandpa, he needed to keep a low profile and slowly develop.
After all, in this cultivation world where people slaughtered others for soul refining or harvested kidneys for martial arts on a whim, completing the game on a single life was definitely of hellish difficulty.
But!
The moment he saw the save function unlock, Jiang Ye tore up his Otherworld Survival Guide from last night on the spot, completely throwing his cautious plans out the window.
“I was playing it safe when I only had one life, but now that I have saves, I'm still supposed to play like a coward? Then what's the point of having a save function?”
At this moment, Bai Zhirou's slightly trembling voice echoed in his mind:
“Fi... Lord Traveler, did you... did you just reverse time?!”
Jiang Ye pulled up the game panel and smirked smugly. “Just a small trick, as easy as snapping my fingers. Huh?”
Suddenly, his laughter caught, and he let out a soft hum of confusion.
His sharp eyes had spotted a line on the game panel: 【Reload Count: 98 / 99】.
Bai Zhirou's slightly panicked voice came again. “Is there a problem?”
Jiang Ye immediately shook his head and sighed, “Little Bai, you'd better not be so arrogant out there in the future, okay? We only have ninety-eight lives left. We need to budget them.”
Bai Zhirou: “???”
She remembered hiding behind her Senior Sister from start to finish, too terrified to even breathe loudly! The one who shouldn't be so arrogant was clearly someone else!
Sima Lie's roaring voice echoed once more:
“Bitch! What did you do?!”
In the face of this deafening roar, Jiang Ye half-heartedly raised his hand, making a cross gesture in the air to say "no."
While everyone was still wondering what kind of madness this young girl was displaying now, Jiang Ye strolled casually toward the two Yin-Yang Sect disciples who were wailing on the ground.
Sima Lie thought she was scared and sneered, “What? Do you think healing them now will—”
He didn't get to finish his sentence.
Because Jiang Ye brought his sword down. The sword light traced two perfect arcs in the air as he decapitated the two men with absolute naturalness.
The movement was so smooth and practiced, it was as natural as slicing watermelons in his own home.
Having finished this, everyone heard Jiang Ye's slightly excited voice:
“Yes! Didn't get my shoes dirty this time. Nice.”

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