Chapter 38: One Hundred Predecessors

Humiliation. This was outright humiliation!

Jiang Fu glared at Qin Yu with bloodshot eyes. Never in his life had anyone humiliated him like this.

Qin Yu truly was insufferable!

“Without that array, how could you possibly beat me?!”

Qin Yu shrugged innocently and spread his hands, his tone positively begging for a punch. “But I do know how to use it!”

“You…” Jiang Fu choked on his rage and fainted.

He passed out just like that?

And he was supposed to be the male lead! His mental resilience was pathetic.

Qin Yu turned to the referee, who was still staring blankly. “Referee, do your job!”

The shout jolted the referee back to his senses. He glanced at the unconscious Jiang Fu and finally announced, “Qin Yu of Yazheng Peak wins. Congratulations on taking first place in this ranking tournament.”

Hearing the result he had wanted, Qin Yu finally released the tension gripping his mind. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

The referee instinctively reached out to catch him, but a white figure flashed past. When he looked again, Yu Lancheng was already holding Qin Yu in his arms.

“A-Yu is about to break through. I’ll take him back first.”

Without waiting for anyone’s reaction, he vanished.

In a side chamber of Yazheng Hall.

Yu Lancheng laid Qin Yu on the bed, his teasing voice tinged with puzzlement. “Forcing back your breakthrough, then exhausting your spiritual power to activate the Hundred-Bindings Array… Should I call you reckless or fearless?”

“No. You little liar are clearly terrified of dying.”

Just then, a cloud of black mist drifted through the doorway. A figure emerged from it and knelt respectfully before Yu Lancheng. “My lord, there is no renowned broker of information in Yushang Capital known as Young Master Fufeng.”

Yu Lancheng frowned in displeasure. “Does he not exist, or have you simply failed to find him?”

The Dream Demon answered, “There truly is no one in Yushang Capital called Young Master Fufeng.”

“Have them keep watch. If he appears, kill him immediately.”

“Yes.” Noticing a familiar spiritual power permeating the room, the Dream Demon looked up in surprise. When he saw that it came from Qin Yu, his surprise turned to shock. “My lord, he…”

“You’re dismissed. Leave.”

Even unconscious, Qin Yu was suffering. The surging spiritual power in his meridians tore through them, forcing them wider. Violet lightning coursed through his blood, continuously tempering his body.

Those with lightning spiritual roots were powerful because every breakthrough subjected them to a process of lightning tempering their bodies. Those who endured emerged enviably strong. Those who failed lost both their lives and their path of cultivation.

Yu Lancheng rested his pale hand over Qin Yu’s dantian in his lower abdomen, steadily feeding him spiritual power to ensure he had enough to establish his foundation.

Qin Yu’s brows were tightly drawn in pain, cold sweat covering his body.

Yu Lancheng bent close to his ear, his low voice like a demonic whisper that bewitched the mind. “If you fail the tempering, I’ll hang your corpse at the gates of the Tiannan Divine Sect for everyone to admire every day.”

The System, newly returned after restoring its data: “…”

Should it relay that message to its host?

It would probably just scare him into running away!

Two hours passed before the rampaging spiritual power inside Qin Yu gradually settled. Yu Lancheng knew he had pulled through.

“You had better pray you really can break my seal. Otherwise…”

Unconscious, Qin Yu had no idea Yu Lancheng was threatening him again. His awareness drifted through a dark, chaotic void until an inexplicable force suddenly dragged him away.

“Congratulations. You have brought the Volume of Pride to full completion.”

“This is the second volume of the Ten Chapters of Divine Revelation: Wrathful Spirit. Qin Yu, you must hurry.”

“Who are you? Why have you dragged me here again?” He abruptly noticed something wrong with his own words. “Why did I say ‘again’?”

“Hey, just who—”

Before he could finish, he felt a pulling force. The next instant, he opened his eyes in his own bed. After lying bewildered for a long while, he tentatively called for the System.

Its electronic voice sounded once more.

【Congratulations, Host. You have surpassed the male lead and taken first place, successfully completing the mission. Reward: 5,000 points.】

【Your next mission is…】

“Stop. Don’t rush to assign another mission.” Qin Yu interrupted. “Before that, I need you to answer a few questions. Why did He Shen’s cultivation suddenly skyrocket? And the female lead—have you ever seen someone desperately crying for help while saving the person she loves?”

He had sensed something wrong long ago but lacked proof. Now he had both witnesses and evidence. Today, he was determined to get an explanation.

The System fell silent, so quiet it might never have existed.

Qin Yu leisurely got out of bed and dressed, all while being wonderfully “understanding.” “I’m in no hurry. Take your time thinking. Worst case, I’ll delete my account and start over.”

Had he been able to see it, he would have found the System’s data twisted into a tangled knot.

Should it tell the truth?

This host was special. Perhaps he really could complete the mission that none of the others had managed. It truly did not want to remain trapped in this world any longer. Sob…

【It’s a rebirth bug.】

【Whenever a host fails, I can only rewind time and start again. You are my 101st host. They failed a hundred times, and I restarted a hundred times. A few glitches inevitably slipped through along the way—people like He Shen and Liu Yunbai.】

Qin Yu said, “…You’ve had it rough.”

A hundred predecessors, and not a single success. That was quite an achievement in itself.

【Sob, someone finally understands how hard this has been for me.】

【You’re very capable and clever, Host. I believe you’ll definitely clear this world. We have to leave this place together, okay?】

He would accept the compliments. As for leaving together… If possible, he would much rather leave this system behind.

Having cleared up the matter of He Shen, Qin Yu asked about Liu Yunbai. “With memories of two lifetimes, raising his cultivation wouldn’t be difficult for He Shen. But what about Liu Yunbai?”

【Umm… I can’t explain that. You’ll have to discover it yourself, Host. All I can say is that a mysterious power is controlling them, forcing them to maintain their original character settings.】

“So they’re perfectly lucid, but can’t control their own bodies? They can only watch themselves walk toward their deaths, over and over again?”

That was far too cruel!

Seeing what Qin Yu was thinking, the system explained.

【It’s not quite that cruel. They only remember being reborn once.】

【Since we’ve come this far, I won’t hide it anymore. Based on my observations over the years, Liu Wanrou is probably a transmigrator with a system. She likely doesn’t know this world is inside a novel, but she can accurately see everyone’s fortune and life story.】

Crash…

The teacup Qin Yu was raising to his lips fell to the floor and shattered.

His expression went blank for a moment before overwhelming fury took its place. “Fuck, you’ve really screwed me over! If I hadn’t asked, were you just never going to tell me there were reborn people here—and even another transmigrator with a system? Those hundred predecessors of yours all died because you screwed them over, didn’t they?!”

Faced with Qin Yu’s fury, the cold, impersonal system somehow revealed a weary air, as though it had seen through human nature.

【If I’d told you all this from the start, you would have run away, wouldn’t you, Host?】

“I… Do I look like someone who deserts before a battle?” If he had known things were this complicated, he would have been better off getting in line for reincarnation ages ago. His turn might have come by now.

Catching Qin Yu’s evasive glance, the system knew it had guessed correctly.

Heh. Humans.

Back when it had still been naïve, it had honestly explained the situation to a freshly linked host who was practically still warm from the binding.

The host had killed themselves on the spot.

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