Absolute Choice 3

by Pear Lands In The Autumn Spring

  After a while, Shi Xiaobai suddenly felt a refreshing feeling spread through his entire body. He was immediately surprised because this feeling was rather familiar. He immediately realized that this was the effect of "This Turtle Is Hardest"!

  Following that, Shi Xiaobai felt his flesh and blood defense value slowly rise. 1...2...2.5...

  The damage from being poisoned could be used as a body-tempering method for "This Turtle Is Hardest"!

  Shi Xiaobai immediately understood that he just needed to receive damage to become stronger!

  At this moment, This Turtle Is Hardest responded immediately when the poison took its effects. A sore but refreshing feeling swept through his body as Shi Xiaobai could not help but moan due to the overwhelming intoxication he experienced.

  Hisith was already dumbfounded when he saw Shi Xiaobai's look of enjoyment. Hearing Shi Xiaobai let out such a satisfied moan, he immediately felt like he had been struck by lightning.

  Shi Xiaobai's face turned slightly red. It was unknown if it was because of the alcoholic effects or because of his embarrassment, but when he raised the glass at Hisith, his face was flushed red.

  Shi Xiaobai asked softly, "Can This King...get another one?"

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  A few minutes later, Shi Xiaobai found it quite a pity because regardless of how much he begged, Hisith remained glum and refused to give him another glass of red wine.

  The red wine was tasty and could also temper his body. Furthermore, he felt a thoroughly refreshing feeling after drinking it. It was not a poison but a drug!

  Shi Xiaobai looked earnestly at the bottle of red wine, but he quickly remembered that he had serious matters to attend to. He said, "This King can now challenge your 'somewhat difficult' game, right? If not, why don't you just tell Chen Lingcun's location to This King?"

  When Hisith heard this, he turned his head stiffly and let out a cold sneer. A killing intent flashed in his eyes, but soon, that killing intent calmed down.

  At this moment, he realized that it was not the fault of the poisonous wine but rather, the fault lied in Shi Xiaobai. He was unafraid of poison!

  Not only had the little game failed to achieve the effects he anticipated, but he had also nearly died from anger because of Shi Xiaobai.

  Fuck, you even want another glass? Do you know how expensive this bottle of red wine is?

  That's not right. This wasn't the main point.

  The main point was how was he to continue playing this game?

  Hisith fell into silence and began to experience a struggling dilemma. Since he was prepared to bet his all on what the Abyss Ghost King had said to him, he could teach Shi Xiaobai a lesson before using the name of "Abyss" to calm Kali down and force her to compromise. The easiest and most direct method would be to throw a few hexing Clubs cards and make Shi Xiaobai taste what it meant to experience hell on earth.

  In fact, Hisith did not believe Kali would offend the "Abyss" because of Shi Xiaobai as well. After all, Shi Xiaobai was just a person with some talent.

  However, Hisith did not want to do it because Shi Xiaobai had completed three of his games.

  Hisith could not bear destroying a toy that provided "interest" to him in a fit of anger. The "interesting" toy had challenged the games he designed again and again, and when it finally suffered failure, Hisith would be able to enjoy its failure the most.

  "In that case, you can challenge a 'somewhat difficult' game. If you are able to succeed in the challenge, so what if I tell you everything?"

  Hisith had already made up his mind. Since the next game could bring pain to Shi Xiaobai, vent his anger, as well as allowing him to enjoy the feeling of a toy being played to brokenness, why not spend a bit of time to play a game?

  The corner of Hisith's mouth curled into a sneer as he suddenly waved his hand.

  Dozens of poker cards suddenly flew out before they formed the shape of a door!

  Immediately following that, the places where the poker cards interleaved each other shot out beams of light, eventually combining into a blinding light.

  A door of light formed from poker cards appeared in the office in seconds while a cold eerie aura emanated from inside the door.

  "Behind this door is This King's Underworld. If you dare enter it, This King will make you witness what...a true game is!"

  At this moment, Underworld King Hisith had managed to address himself as "This King" in front of Shi Xiaobai!

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  Chapter129 Can you be a bit faster

  If it were any other rookie, just hearing Hisith mention that the true game would be held in the Underworld would probably scare them pale. The reason why Hisith was known as Underworld King was because he possessed an "Underworld". And as the name "Underworld" suggests, it was a world where the dead went to.

  What were the chances of survival if one played a game in the world of death?

  Unfortunately, Shi Xiaobai did not know any of this. He did not know the danger about the "Underworld", and even if he knew, he would not feel fear because of it.

  Moreover, with Hisith addressing himself as "This King" in front of him, this gave Shi Xiaobai the understanding that this was no longer a simple game, but a competition between "Kings". As a King of kings, he welcomed this greatly!

  As a result, Shi Xiaobai stepped into the door to the Underworld composed of poker cards without any hesitation.

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  What sort of world was the Underworld?

  Would it be like the earth, with desolate lands, vast starry skies, and bright moonlight?

  After Shi Xiaobai stepped through the door to the Underworld, he lowered his head to see that he was standing on hard, solid ground that was black in color. Looking up was a dark purple sky and three crimson colored moons of different sizes. Turning his head, he saw a procession that stretched from one horizon to the other.

  The procession was comprised of both men and women, young and old. Their eyes were glazed as though they were walking zombies. They walked at a uniform speed in an orderly fashion. It was as though the horizon was attracting them, or it could be said that something was driving them towards the horizon.

  Shi Xiaobai had to say that this was very appropriate of an Underworld.

  Shi Xiaobai waited in the same spot for a moment before a figure quickly appeared in the sky far into the distance. That figure was flying very rapidly towards Shi Xiaobai.

  The figure that arrived had a pair of gigantic bat wings. Every part of its body was nearly wrapped in white bandages. The few patches of skin that were revealed were dark purple in color. They looked somewhat wrinkled as though they had been burnt.

  This figure was one of the seven servants of Hisith, the Nine of Diamonds calamity fiend, the bat, Mos.

  Mos flapped his wings and stirred up a cyclone before he landed in front of Shi Xiaobai.

  Shi Xiaobai was already aware that Mos would appear so he was not too surprised. As he looked at Mos, who was slowly folding his bat wings, he said, "Quick tell This King the game rules."

  Hisith had told Shi Xiaobai before he entered the door to the Underworld that Mos would tell him the specific game rules after he entered the "Underworld".

  When Mos heard Shi Xiaobai's words, his scarlet eyes flashed coldly. As Hisith's servant, he would often hear Underworld King Hisith address himself as "This King" in the "Underworld". To see a riff-raff at the fourth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm dare address himself as "This King", a tinge of brutal violent tendency rose up in his heart immediately. However, he quickly suppressed his violent tendencies after recalling Hisith's instructions.

  "Follow me."

  Mos' hoarse voice was cold and dry. After saying that, he turned around and walked ahead. The speed at which he walked did not seem fast, but in fact, he managed to open a great distance from his original spot nearly instantly. In a few seconds, he had reached th
e ends of one's vision.

  Mos stopped where he was and slowly turned his head, prepared to wait for the puny human.

  "Why did you stop?"

  A puzzled voice entered Mos' ears as he looked down. His pupils constricted slightly as he saw a puny human whose height only reached his abdomen stop in front of him. He did not even know when it happened.

  Mos' gaze flickered. He did not expect this human to be able to keep up with his footsteps. Even though he had only used 10% of his speed, this was already far beyond his expectations.

  Mos quietly turned around and proceeded forward once again. This time he used 20% of his speed.

  ...

  One minute later, Mos turned back.

  That human was still behind him and blinking his eyes, as though they were telling him not to stop.

  The corners of Mos' mouth suffused a stiff sneer. He turned around once again and began running. This time, he used 30% of his speed. For a weakling at the Psionic Mortal Realm, this was a speed that was considered overwhelming. Mos was slightly worried that the weak human would be left far behind, far far beyond sight.

  Two figures quickly traversed the black and flat plains. Under the cold, crimson moonlight, one was in front of the other, but the distance did not open up. The more Mos ran, the more shocked he became. The grumbling words "are we there yet" kept echoing in his ears, making him experience the illusion that he was running very slowly.

  Another minute later, Mos increased his speed to 40%. There was no reason such a speed could not leave the weak human in his wake.

  However...

  "Can you be a bit faster? This King is in a hurry!"

  Shi Xiaobai urging voice made Mos stare widely. He turned around to see Shi Xiaobai completely inexhausted. Instead, Shi Xiaobai looked irked which caused Mos to involuntarily clench his fist.

  It appeared that it was not unreasonable that his master, Hisith, had given this human such "serious attention".

  A sneer suffused across Mos' lips as he once again sped up. This time, he accelerated to 70% of his maximum speed!

  At 70%, Mos' speed was as fast as lightning. He stopped immediately after running for thirty seconds. Turning around, the weak human that ran rather fast could no longer be seen.

  Mos stood in his original spot and waited. To be able to force him to use 70% of his speed was something that the human should be proud of.

  After waiting another thirty seconds, Mos finally realized something was amiss when he did not see Shi Xiaobai.

  Could that human be lost after being flung far behind?

  In such dark and endless plains, it was indeed easy to get lost.

  But...was it possible to go in the wrong direction while running in a straight line?

  Mos flapped his bat wings reluctantly as he flew up into the sky, retracing his steps to look for traces of Shi Xiaobai.

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  ...

  Shi Xiaobai naturally did not go in the wrong direction. After Mos used 70% of his speed, Shi Xiaobai was still able to barely keep up using Crab Steps at full force. However, while running halfway, Shi Xiaobai heard a voice that reached directly into his soul.

  "Save...Save...Save..."

  It was a vague and imperceptible voice, but it kept repeating the word "save". It sounded extremely weak but it seemed like it had a burning desire.

  Shi Xiaobai could not help but stop. He realized that he could not ignore the calling of this voice. It was as though he could sense the sorrow and forlornness in the voice. It sounded like a plea for help after having been imprisoned for eons.

  Shi Xiaobai was unable to ignore it. Gritting his teeth, he allowed Mos to run far ahead as he changed directions midway. He could sense where the voice came from.

  Shi Xiaobai quickly sprinted over as the voice shouting "save" turned louder and clearer, as though it was filled with joy.

  Approaching, approaching...

  Reached...

  Then, Shi Xiaobai saw...a sword!

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  Chapter130 Quick stick it back

  On the endless black plains, a rusty, black broadsword was embedded deep into the ground, only revealing a mottled sword handle and a bit of the sword's rust-covered blade.

  This sword did not look much different from ordinary broadswords. The degree of rust prevented the blade from looking sharp at all.

  However, Shi Xiaobai was extremely certain that it was this sword that kept calling out the word "save".

  This was because when he reached out his right hand to tightly grip the black broadsword's hilt, the voice that went straight to his heart turned eager and delighted, as though it was eager for Shi Xiaobai to pull it out from the hard earth.

  "What are you doing!?"

  A hoarse and cold voice sounded from up above.

  Shi Xiaobai looked up and saw the bat, Mos, coldly looking down at him from mid air.

  "Pulling the sword." Shi Xiaobai nonchalantly responded. His eyes landed back on the rusty, black broadsword. The lone black sword that was embedded alone in this desolate lands gave him an intense desire. He wanted to pull it out and give it freedom.

  Shi Xiaobai's hand began to use strength as he pulled hard at it.

  "Don't waste your strength."

  Mos' hoarse voice was without emotion. The black sword had been embedded in the black plains for eons. This "Underworld" had seen the changes of numerous Underworld Kings, but no one had been able to pull it out.

  "Don't waste your time. It's impossible for you..."

  Just as Mos' said with an impatient voice, he suddenly stopped as his pupils dilated while he looked with utter disbelief.

  This was because Shi Xiaobai had already pulled out the black broadsword.

  It was as though Shi Xiaobai had pulled out a straw from the fields, completely pulling out the black broadsword from the black lands effortlessly!

  "That's impossible!" Mos hissed. At this moment, the lands suddenly began to tremble violently!

  At the same time, the dark purple sky seemed to dissolve like a painting. The three scarlet moons also began to tremble, as though three hanging balls were being rocked suddenly.

  Deafening sounds sounded from every corner of the black lands. Roars, hisses, screams that were filled with fear, madness and anger...

  "Quick stick the sword back!"

  Mos exclaimed and flew to Shi Xiaobai while producing a swooping sound. However, just as he flew midway, he was forcibly repelled by an invisible force.

  The quaking ground began to crack open, revealing bottomless ravines. The procession that ran through most of the lands continued to proceed forward in their orderly fashion. As such, one after another of the unaware members of the procession fell into the deep ravine. As for the cracks in the lands, it was slowly crawling everywhere, as though the entire land was about to split apart.

  The dark purple sky also began to melt. One of the scarlet moons also suddenly exploded.

  Thunder roared in the sky as the grounds began to issue roaring screams. It was as though the world was ushering in the apocalypse.

  "No!"

  Mos sent out a tearing voice filled with terror from his throat. He charged crazily at Shi Xiaobai once again, but he was repelled again and again by the invisible energy. He could only raise his head and issue a helpless but horrible roar.

  But at this moment, everything suddenly turned quiet. The cracking land stopped its quaking and cracking. The sky that was about to melt into grayness completely solidified. The two scarlet moons that were trembling to the point of exploding also calmed down. The thundering from the sky and the roaring from the lands also came to a sudden halt.

  It was if a pause button had been pressed at that very instant.

  Mos was startled as he lowered his head to see Shi Xiaobai having stuck the black broadsword back into the ground.

  "It's just the pulling out of a sword. Is there a need to make it so ea
rth-shattering?" Shi Xiaobai said with a somewhat bitter voice.

  Mos, who felt like he had survived an apocalypse, immediately felt monstrous rage and killing intent!

  "Do you know what you did?"

  Do you know you nearly destroyed the entire "Underworld"?

  Mos' eyes flashed an intense fear from the realization of what had happened and frantic killing intent.

  This human who was able to pull out the sealing sword that guarded the Underworld had to die!

  However, a familiar voice resounded in his mind which made Mos feel as uncomfortable as having his neck pinched.

  This human was not to die yet. He could only die after the master's game was over.

  Mos forced himself to calm down and said coldly to Shi Xiaobai, "Leave this area quickly. This is a forbidden zone!"

  Upon hearing this, Shi Xiaobai immediately sighed and said, "To not send people to protect a forbidden zone, This King is not to be blamed for such a thing to happen."

  Shi Xiaobai was feeling a bit creeped out. This "Underworld" was just like a movie film set. Pulling out a sword meant the collapse of the entire set, and furthermore, the sword was so easily pulled out. Yet, there was no one sent here to watch it. The people of the "Underworld" were really slacking. It was doomed sooner or later.

  When Mos heard this, his breathing stagnated as he had the strong urge to smack Shi Xiaobai immediately to death. This sword had not been pulled out for thousands of years, so it had been forgotten by people. It was normal for there to be a lack of guards, but Shi Xiaobai's attitude was extremely irritating!

  Mos mentally treated Shi Xiaobai as if he was a dead person. To be able to pull out a sword that held the world together meant that he was an enemy of the entire "Underworld". If not for Hisith's insistence on the "game", Mos would have already diced Shi Xiaobai into pieces.

  "Go!" Mos spat out a word coldly once again.

  Shi Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and every step he took, he turned back thrice at the black broadsword he had left behind. He could sense the sword crying out to him, and could sense the intense indignation and sadness from the sword.