"SHI LONG!"
Hai Tuo's furious roar could be heard from behind Shi Long.
When he realized that he shouted what he thought of Hai Tuo, Shi Long immediately turned around and ran away in the opposite direction.
'F*ck that pain! This system is duping me. Is it actually trying to kill me instead of helping me? I blurted all those out loud! Now, simple kneeling wouldn't be enough to appease that twerp.'
Even if Shi Long is not talented in cultivation, he still reached the 3rd stage. And that earned him the qualification to learn some skills. However, because of how low his talent is, he could only pick those he could actually learn.
Just like the Movement Technique that he's using right now.
Basic Movement Technique: Inhuman Steps!
It was the basic of the basics! A very simple Movement Technique. Utilizing his meager spiritual qi, it lets him run faster than a normal human with increased reflex and agility.
Shi Long's feet were enhanced by the spiritual qi as he ran away from the area, leaving the raging Hai Tuo behind. He decided to run away for now instead of getting beaten. He already had enough of that during his past life. This is a new lease in his life so for once, he wanted to try changing his talentless fate!
The surrounding disciples he encountered never bothered him since a running disciple was a common occurrence within the sect.
And as someone known as a trash, most of them believed that they have more important things to attend to than wasting their time on a well-known trash's affairs.
However, not everyone avoided him like a plague.
"Hey, Shi Long! Where are you going?"
When he passed by the Eastern Gate of the Sect, he was called by the disciple guarding it. It was his previous buddy who died with him below that lake.
Zhan Jun.
Unlike his unlucky trait, Zhan Jun was someone he considered a lucky person. Accidentally ate a 10-year spirit fruit. Tripping himself and finding an immortal cave with a bag of spirit stones left inside. When he needed a job, the previous gate-guarding disciple resigned from his post, landing him the vacated job.
Although lucky, Zhan Jun was someone like him. A guy with meager talent in cultivation. Five years later, the highest realm that he will reach is the 6th Stage Spirit Gathering Realm. And it was only made possible by his continuous bouts of luck.
However, even if he's that lucky, when the time comes for misfortune to fall on him, it instantly resulted in his death.
Currently, he's like Shi Long, a 3rd Stage Spirit Gathering Realm disciple.
"Zhan Jun. If Hai Tuo passed by, tell him I went in the opposite direction. I will owe you one!" Shi Long had no time to talk to him. Running away from Hai Tuo was his current priority.
He needed to preserve his life first before catching up with his buddy who would only think of him as a buddy for 2 more years.
When Zhan Jun became an Inner Court disciple, he stopped talking to Shi Long altogether. They were only reunited down beneath that lake.
Upon leaving the sect grounds somehow eased Shi Long's mind. He was already running for a few minutes before a thought popped up in his mind.
Zhan Jun's description is that of a lucky protagonist!
'What the hell? Did I just miss my chance to complete this mission? That f*cking Hai Tuo ruined it!'
He's aware that he's passing the blame to Hai Tuo when it's actually his fault that he had to run away. However, he couldn't think of anyone else to blame but that twerp. If anything, he thought he should blame the system for its pain-filled features!
Because the warning only appeared right after activating it, he had no time to prepare himself. Now, he made a mental note to himself to prepare his ass for some kind of pain whenever he would use an item from the system.
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"Hurry! Get in formation, the doctor's about to pass by! Remember, if you can't capture him, kill him!"
A while later, Shi Long planned to pass the time outside before going back to use the special eye on Zhan Jun. However, his unluckiness never learned its place.
When he entered an area in the forest near the sect, he came face to face with a cultivator dressed in black. And the said cultivator was the one who had just finished whispering his order to the other cultivators that were also dressed in black not far from him.
Shi Long can be stupid but not entirely unintelligent. What's in front of him was a common trope in the novels he read before Transmigrating into this world.
By dressing in all black, this group of black-dressed cultivators is either composed of assassins about to ambush someone or thieves about to infiltrate a manor.
And by what he heard from the cultivator, it's the former. They're about to ambush someone.
Furthermore, that someone has already appeared in everyone's sight.
From afar, a fair youth in a straw hat and white robes could be seen making his way to the ambush area. He's carrying a rectangular box that was commonly seen from Medical Practitioners. That box contained the medical tools and medicines he used to treat someone. The fair youth could be an Apprentice Doctor or he is already one.
In any case, based on the order given, he's the only person coming through the area. Except for Shi Long.
"What the f*ck are you doing here?!"
"Don't mind me. You go on what you're doing and forget about this lowly dragon." Shi Long smiled and humbled himself again while he slowly took a step back, distancing himself from the cultivator.
His misfortune put him in a situation where he would be killed just to silence a witness. The world was this dangerous. Who told him to go outside the sect grounds anyway?
The cultivator only looked at him silently before grinning hideously. Shi Long could only see the wisp of spiritual qi from where the black-dressed cultivator was previously as he suddenly appeared right in front of the misfortune-incarnate Shi Long.
He clearly understood what the cultivator wanted to do. It was even brighter than his face at the moment.
To get out of his incoming doom, Shi Long promptly decided to jump out of hiding before the blade of the cultivator could reach his neck to make a fountain of blood from it.
"Young sir! Stop your tracks. Do not go here! There's an ambush waiting for you!"
Gambling his life like this, Shi Long desperately shouted to the approaching straw hat-wearing youth.
"That guy!"
"Hurry and kill!"
"Oh shit! Attack the doctor before he turns around!"
Because of Shi Long's shout, the straw hat-wearing youth stopped his foot from taking another step. He then raised his head to see what the commotion was about in front of him. He's not deaf, of course. In this world, there are too many types of people.
A stranger shouting to warn someone he didn't have any relation to? That must be either someone desperate to live or someone in cahoots with the ambushers. Someone naturally good-natured wasn't included in the possibilities. True, there's a possibility that somewhere in the world, a guy like that will appear but it's better to stick to reality.
Nonetheless, if there was someone paying attention to the youth, what appeared below that straw hat was a handsome face that could surely rival a fair maiden and a pair of clear blue eyes that speaks of his righteousness. However, his demeanor is quite meek and lacks masculinity. He's like a tame cat who would never hurt a mouse.
Shi Long, who jumped out from hiding to warn the youth, rolled below the higher and shrouded area they were in and into the road that the youth was supposed to pass. At the same time as he did that, he opened his special eye.
The cultivators in black were all 4th to 5th Stage Spirit Gathering Realm. Just the guy who decisively attacked Shi Long was already near the peak of the 5th Stage. If he didn't do anything, he would really die one week after being given a second chance.
That's why he decided to gamble at this very moment. It's an uncertain gamble but what choice could he pick but this?
The searing pain once again assaulted his left eye as the price for opening the Eye of Destiny Peeker. Like earlier, the scenery changed from a colorful one to that of black and white.
When Shi Long focused his sight on the fair youth to check his Destiny Halo, a refreshing sound rang inside his head along with a series of system messages.
[Host has found a Protagonist with 1.5 meter Destiny Halo]
[You completed the mission]
[Host has received 100 Leech Points]
[As a bonus, Host has been awarded a Low-grade Thunder Defense Talisman]
[Hurry and use it or you're dead before you can leech off from the Protagonist you just found!]
For once in his transmigrator life, Shi Long could finally say he got lucky! Or not...