Chapter 983 Chapter 983 Ga
"You are amazing with your body and have extensive knowledge about its intricacies. I wonder how well you do with the other aspects of combat as well." The Wen Patriarch comnted out loud.
He had said so because of what he observed from the dead and dying mbers of his clan earlier.
It was easy to see how our bored gar knew how to inflict pain to the fullest but more than that, how to make the suffering last to the longest limit possible.
This old man has seen his fair share of evil on this world but never for one so young and powerful. This kind of people who were psychopaths basically died way easily on this cultivation world.
To harvest enemies left and right was a path towards certain disaster. It was only a matter of ti for that catastrophe to appear.
"Why don't you go and find out, boy? I'm right here, aren't i?" Clark kept up with his usual crass talk. Only he could hear the precious notifications that rang out of thin air.
It was of course coming from his handy system cheat.
"DING!"
"Congratulations, host! You gained 100 evil points!" Nancy's voice rang audibly to one soul only.
'Hehehe. This broken cheat is truly op!' Our avid gar could not help but rejoice in secret. He wanted to crush this old man's skull and perhaps tornt him to a death of a thousand cuts before that.
The evil values he would get from an outstanding cultivator like this old man would absolutely be astronomical. Unfortunately, Clark was about to be disappointed in the next mont.
"I wish to play a different kind of ga instead, Fellow Daoist. That is… if you are gracious enough to test your skill against mine in that arena." Patriarch Wen replied.
He trusted his intuition about the danger his foe has given him.
Although he could not properly gauge the cultivation attainnts of our very own protagonist but he was not a dumb fool to gamble his life against any uncertainty.
Patriarch Wen has not arrived at this ripe age without extre prudence and smarts.
"A ga, huh? Very well. Let educate you however you like, boy." Clark responded with a smile.
"DING!"
"Congratulations, host! You gained 100 evil points!" And the expected rewards arrived in no ti.
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"Anything else? Or would you rather we play another ga. One that I specially love to partake. Carnage and death." Our bored gar grinned for the umpteenth ti.
They had been at a board ga called Go for more than 3 hours and the old Patriarch has yet to win a ga from the hand of our avid gar.
It was obvious that his intellect and strategy has fallen far short when weighted against the ntal proficiency of our very own protagonist.
Old Wen may have lived for thousands of years already but compared to an old monster like our bored gar, these thousands of years of existence and experience could only compare to an ant's brain in his midst.
Ti could not even define how old Clark really was at this point of his life. They would have to create another term other than eras, epochs, and eons to truly categorize Clark and company.
"I concede, Senior. Do what you wish to but please… allow a family of mine to survive." Patriarch Wen visibly aged in a matter of seconds.
There strong and calm persona was no more and what replaced it was a inexplicable uncertainty for the future.
He realized that he was vastly outmatched and so all he could think about today was to continue and preserve his lineage. This much he wanted to achieve at least.
"BANG!" Patriarch Wen knelt and bowed in place until his forehead touched the cold and unfeeling floors of his ho. There was no pride in death. Its uses basically invalid in this most depressing hour.
"Hmmm… You are wise, boy. Stand up. You shall be a useful slave by my side." Clark nodded and reached for an empty cup nearby.
"My Lord…" Lady Wu Tian made herself handy as she refilled the cup with the spirits of pleasure.
"I will be your most faithful slave, Master!" Patriarch Wen jumped in attention after a few breaths of lag has ensorcelled his brain to malfunction.
He could not believe his luck to change at all since the sll of death was basically fanning at his neck already.
Thus, he adjusted his composure to that of a mindless lap dog that was at the beck and call of his owner.
"I'm sure you will. I believe that there are many other capable n that I could steal in this city should you prove to be incapable of your station." Clark said in a carefree manner.
He did not wait for a fake response of subservience as he introduced another topic to the fray.
"I shall retire for the night. Tomorrow, the city of Nory shall know of and my rules." Clark declared and stood thereafter.
There was dead air for a couple of breaths before Patriarch Wen has gotten the ability to use his brain properly once more.
"Please follow , master! I know of a priceless chamber that is worthy of your power!" Patriarch Wen's words wore jumbled and hasty but he got his ssage across which was the crucial factor of his labor.
He at least got a nod of approval from our good gar.
"Do you need a bed warr, my Lord? and Ming'er will be yours to command tonight!" Lady Wu Tian was shaless in her approach.
Although there was no love between them but she would be a fool to let this chance slip by her fingers. This was a once in a lifeti chance, she realized in spades.
"No need, girl. I don't take the willing. At least not on this world." Clark replied in a cryptic line and resud his walk out of the dining hall.
There were evil points to be had and he would definitely not miss embodying this persona until he reached the apex of cultivation soon enough.
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