I'm 90 years old and the system tells me it's time to create harem Chapter 92: You’re showing off, aren’t you?

The next mont, a furious CharmingPrince seed to walk on air as he soared into the sky. The blade in his hand radiated a brilliant cyan light, slashing directly towards Alexander.

Alexander hastily used his arm to block.

Clang!

Sparks flew.

The ground beneath Alexander instantly ruptured, and the force of the sword’s aura sent him flying over ten ters before he managed to stabilize himself.

Catching his breath, Alexander lifted his head and said, "System, help gauge the power difference between him and !"

System: "Right away!"

[Ding! Analyzing data...]

[Ding! Analysis complete. CharmingPrince: Estimated Talent is A . Strength is approximately twice that of the host.]

Alexander murmured, "Just as I thought. It’d be tough in a head-on clash."

However, as soon as the system analysis finished, an enraged CharmingPrince launched another frenzied assault on Alexander.

"I want you dead!"

Clang! Clang!

One swipe after another from CharmingPrince’s sword aid at Alexander, who remained on the defensive, constantly evading.

"System, keep analyzing his data for !"

[Ding! Analysis complete. The unique appearance of the target can significantly distract the host. If the host looks directly at his face, the strength decreases by 20%. Prolonged viewing can result in continuous decrease!]

Startled, Alexander swiftly retreated, avoiding the explosive sword aura.This is terrifying!

Indeed, ntal assaults are lethal, and he had no way to resist the impact of that face.

Sure enough, those with innate talents always outclassed ordinary psychics!

He sneaked a quick glance at CharmingPrince’s face.

"Damn..."

"I can’t!" Alexander gritted his teeth, "I have zero resistance to his face; it’s too overpowering!"

System: "Host, there’s no good solution. Try not to look at his face. How confident are you about defeating him?"

With a solemn face, Alexander panted, "The odds are slim. He’s incredibly strong! And then there’s that face constantly affecting . I’d say I only have a 99.999999% chance of defeating him."

System: "Co on, host! I believe in you... Wait, what did you just say? Say that again?!"

Alexander caught his breath, "Too low? If we disregard his face, then it’s 100%. Still, there’s a 0.000001% chance he might kill . Damn!"

In the next mont, with a thunderous boom, Alexander was sent flying with a sweeping strike from CharmingPrince.

With a cold smirk, CharmingPrince said, "I thought you were stronger. You seem to be all talk."

"Your spiritual energy is almost depleted now, isn’t it?"

Suddenly, CharmingPrince thrust his hand forward. The ground began sprouting sharp, pointed spikes that wildly reached toward Alexander.

"I’ll take your life!" he bellowed.

The humiliation of being belittled!

The ntal pain of being laughed at for his appearance!

Today, I’ll get my revenge on you!

But just as those spikes were about to impale Alexander, a sudden twist occurred.

The very next mont, wild grass around Alexander began to grow at an unprecedented rate. Moreover, vines sprouted from those ground spikes before they could even penetrate Alexander’s body, binding them firmly to the ground.

"You can’t take my life!" Alexander said with a chuckle.

CharmingPrince’s face registered shock.

"Is that... the power of the Wood Elent?" he asked in disbelief.

Dusting himself off, Alexander stepped out of the crater he had been thrown into. With every step he took, plants around him sprouted, and a faint green aura enveloped him.

"That’s right! How do you like my elental power?" Alexander said with a smirk.

CharmingPrince burst into laughter, "What does that matter? After deflecting my attack, you must have drained a significant amount of your energy!"

He roared, his hands swiftly forming a series of gestures. "Every attack I’ve launched was calculated based on your energy consumption. By now, you probably have less than 10% of your energy left!"

"How will you continue to fight against with such low energy?"

"Earth Elental Technique, Activate!"

He finished his gestures and bellowed. The ground erupted, and rocks and soil rged to form a massive mound of earth that rushed towards Alexander.

A sneer ford on his face.

What good is the power of the Wood Elent?Absolute power can crush anything.

However, just as the mound was about to hit Alexander, it beca entangled in countless rapidly-growing vines.

In the next instant, with a deafening explosion, the earthen mound was torn apart from the inside by the aggressive growth of the vines.

CharmingPrince’s face turned pale as he stumbled backward, disbelief evident in his eyes.

"You’re joking! How can you still have so much energy to use such a technique?"

Erging from the dust, Alexander grinned, "Well, about that..."

He pulled out a cup filled with pills that emitted a faint glow from his ring.

"You see, I have these pills!"

Staring at the bowl full of pills in Alexander’s hand, CharmingPrince’s face reflected sheer astonishnt.

"Those dazzling pills... are they Mana Pills? Impossible! That can’t be!"

Mana Pills were extrely rare elixirs!

He vaguely recalled their Master once ntioning such a pill, a treasure handed down from three thousand years ago in their sect. That Mana Pill was considered one of the three greatest treasures of their sect!

And the quality of the pills Alexander had looked even superior to theirs!

CharmingPrince was dumbfounded as Alexander raised the bowl to his lips, and in one gulp, downed all the pills.

CharmingPrince clutched his head, screaming, "He ate them all!"

Chewing on the Mana Pills, Alexander exclaid, "So tasty, tastes just like chocolate beans. Consuming twenty Mana Pills at once, it’s such a unique experience. My energy is now fully restored!"

CharmingPrince was frozen in shock, sensing the surge of energy emanating from Alexander, so much so that it was seeping out through his pores.

"This has to be a joke!!" CharmingPrince roared, charging madly at Alexander.

"You’re showing off, aren’t you?"

"Demonsbane Sword Technique!"

"Divine Sky Conquest!"

"Mighty Celestial Dragon!"

One after another, terrifying moves were unleashed under CharmingPrince’s frenzied assault. The constant explosions made the entire ground shake continuously.

CharmingPrince attacked Alexander relentlessly. Under his onslaught, the spiritual energy inside Alexander was rapidly depleting.

"You will die!" With a swift motion, CharmingPrince raised both hands, gathering shattered rocks in his palms and propelling them towards Alexander.

Boom!

Following a massive explosion, CharmingPrince hastily retreated, panting heavily and looking at the swirling dust in front of him.

"You fool!" he gasped. "Such a precious resource, and you wasted it so recklessly! But you must be out of options now!"

CharmingPrince, now regaining his composure, pointed towards the dust and sneered, "There’s a difference in power, no matter how much energy you regain. I can still kill you!"

"I refuse to believe you can rise again!"

After shouting, CharmingPrince, breathing heavily, shakily took out an ancient-looking small box from his pocket.

His own spiritual energy was almost drained. He needed a boost.

With utmost care, he opened the box. Inside was a pill, of which only a third remained, glowing with a soft yellow hue.

His face filled with sorrow upon seeing the pill. This inferior-grade rejuvenation pill was awarded to him by the sect leader a few years ago in recognition of his outstanding contribution when he beca an elder.

He had always been reluctant to consu it. In past life-and-death battles, he would only lick it a bit.

With trembling hands, he took out the pill, and, using a knife, very carefully scraped off a tiny bit of powder from its edge.

Too much! It’s too much!

His hand twitched, causing a tiny amount of powder to fall onto a blade of grass below him. Quickly, he licked the powder off his hand and then crouched down, delicately picking up the blade of grass and chewing it thoughtfully.

He mumbled, "My spiritual energy... has been restored quite a bit."