The base of the Yellow Team.
"It's a hit!"
Feeling the tug on his fishing rod, Zhong Yi excitedly reeled it in.
A grilled fish appeared in his inventory.
Before him was a small depression made of wool blocks, filled with water from a bucket to create a makeshift pond.
By casting a fishing rod near the water block, there was a chance to hook random items.
The grilled fish had no special effects, and since it was useless to "Bai Mu," Zhong Yi stuffed it into his mouth.
To his surprise, an unexpectedly delicious flavor burst across his tongue.
"Wow, this is amazing!"
Zhong Yi praised with delight.
The live chat erupted in amusement.
[?]
[The big shots are fighting tooth and nail at the center island, and you're here eating grilled fish?]
[Didn't you say you'd rather jump off than fish?]
[The classic "it's actually good" moment!]
……
Zhong Yi's face flushed. "W-what do you mean fishing? I'm just getting Bai Mu an enchanted bow…"
After "Bai Mu" left, Zhong Yi began setting up defenses around their bed.
Blast-proof glass and wooden planks were stacked around it, forming an impenetrable fortress.
Then, he kept a vigilant watch on nearby teams to prevent sneak attacks.
But everyone seemed to be playing honorably—no one tried to destroy their bed.
Boredom crept in as he waited, so he sat down and started fishing.
[“Bai Mu” has slain “Nine Swords Taoist”!]
Seeing the notification pop up yet again, Zhong Yi chuckled.
"Tsk tsk, who knew Elder Li was so weak? Getting one-shot by Bai Mu over and over…"
Mid-sentence, he noticed something approaching in his peripheral vision.
Looking up, he saw the Red Team advancing.
The live chat panicked.
[The Red Team is from the Limitless Sword Sect—Elder Li must be furious after getting killed so many times!]
[Go call Bai Mu!]
[Brother Zhong, run! You’re no match for him!]
……
Reading the frantic messages, Zhong Yi solemnly shook his head.
"Bai Mu is fighting for spirit stones at the center island—this is a critical moment. How can I distract him?"
"One-on-one, I have home-field advantage. Why should I flee?"
"The Red Team’s goal is to destroy our bed. All I need to do is stall and prevent that."
"If I can’t even manage that, what good am I?"
Taking a deep breath, Zhong Yi bought a set of iron armor and a sword from the shop and stood before their bed.
He could accept his current weakness, but he would never abandon his warrior’s spirit.
He swung his iron sword methodically, warming up while mentally simulating possible battle scenarios.
Soon, the Red Team’s bridge reached the Yellow Team’s base.
A familiar face, Gu Lingfei, hovered in the air and smirked at Zhong Yi.
"Brother Zhong, just run. Master only ordered me to destroy the bed, not kill you."
"If you want the bed, you’ll have to step over my corpse!"
Zhong Yi pointed his sword at Gu Lingfei, eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
"Actually… I can hold my own in a fight!"
……
[“SwordSwordSword” has destroyed the Yellow Team’s bed!]
[“SwordSwordSword” has slain “Genius Cultivator”!]
……
Now a ghostly spectator, Zhong Yi watched through "Bai Mu’s" perspective.
With their bed gone, he could no longer respawn.
"Brother Bai, I’ve failed you…"
He clenched his fists in self-disgust.
"No matter."
"Bai Mu" replied, utterly unfazed.
"Since you’re dead, just watch quietly… and don’t speak."
Zhong Yi observed "Bai Mu’s" view.
At that moment, "Bai Mu" was cornered by Li Moran and Zhou Yue…
……
……
Lu Ze stared at the two familiar figures—one in black, one in white.
This time, he didn’t run. He stood his ground.
By now, the spirit stone resources had been depleted.
Eighty percent of them were in his inventory.
With no more stones to worry about, Lu Ze decided it was time to farm some demonic reputation points.
"Junior Sister Li, step back. I’ll go first!"
Zhou Yue’s eyes burned with fervor.
The Yellow Team’s bed was destroyed, meaning only one person could land the killing blow on "Bai Mu."
Li Moran’s strength rivaled his own, and Zhou Yue feared she might finish "Bai Mu" off before he even got a chance to fight.
"…Very well."
Li Moran paused briefly before sheathing her sword and stepping back.
She knew Lu Ze’s skill level well.
There was no way he’d lose to Zhou Yue.
"Heh… Bai Mu!"
Zhou Yue brandished his iron sword, battle intent surging.
"Come! Let’s fight!"
They stood on a wool bridge suspended in midair—a haphazard path constructed during the earlier chase.
As the saying goes, when two meet on a narrow path, the brave one wins.
In an aerial duel, the real danger wasn’t sword strikes but the knockback that could send one plummeting to their death.
Zhou Yue tensed, scrutinizing "Bai Mu’s" every move.
Suddenly, "Bai Mu" lunged!
"Hah! Not running anymore? Bring it on!"
Zhou Yue roared, charging forward and leaping into the air!
Just as he swung his sword,
"Bai Mu" twisted sideways as if anticipating the strike.
His figure blurred like a ghost, narrowly evading the blade.
"Oh no!"
Zhou Yue’s heart sank.
His mind raced through countless countermeasures—how to dodge, how to mitigate knockback, how to recover if flung off…
But what he never expected was
Lu Ze suddenly pulling out a pair of scissors from his pants.
"Scissors?!"
Zhou Yue froze.
In that instant, he had imagined every possible attack.
But never scissors.
Scissors dealt negligible damage and had weak knockback.
Their only real use was shearing wool.
Wait a second…
A horrifying realization dawned on Zhou Yue.
He looked at "Bai Mu" in terror, only to see a sly grin curling on the other’s lips.
The next moment,
Snip.
The wool beneath Zhou Yue’s feet vanished.
"FIGHT ME PROPERLY, YOU BASTARD!!!"
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
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