I Cultivated Too Long and Got Isekai'd Into a Game-Chapter 64: Night Raid (2)

"Hmph, what a waste of time."

The woman said, casually flipping her obsidian-black hair as she turned around and walked away. With a flick of her black rubber-gloved finger, the "thread" she controlled quickly coiled around her wrist, just like usual.

"Ignore this idiot’s corpse and just continue—"

But just as she was speaking to the people around her, she noticed an anomaly. None of them were looking at her. Instead, they were staring ahead, fear visible in their eyes.

"—Huh?" She, Gulatrix Vorvain, grew furious. "You damned worms dare ignore my—Gula’s—words?!"

However, even after releasing a wave of her Qi to intimidate everyone nearby, no one responded. They still continued to stare behind her, fear burning brightly in their gazes.

"Fuck! What’s with staring at a corpse—" she started, turning around herself, but cut her words short.

What she saw wasn’t the weird man in the blue and white cultivator robe lying on the ground with his head chopped off. No... Instead, she found him holding someone else like a shield, body hanging like a scarecrow, its head rolling on the ground just below.

No blood spurted, nor dropped. It was as if all the man’s blood had been drained beforehand.

"..."

Gula frowned.

After all, the one holding the now-headless body—which they could identify as one of their own, wearing the same all-black infiltration outfit—was the crazy man who had mouthed off earlier. His smile remained, golden eyes staring directly at Gula, relaxed and unblinking.

"And..." the man, Xu Tao, spoke. "Shall I take that as your response?"

"Bastard..."

Gula flipped around once more, silently releasing the thread she was using—not just one, but all five connected to the fingers of her right hand.

"That’s a nice party trick, using these fuckers as a shield." She grinned, lips curling with renewed confidence. "But it’s useless before my martial might. Now, die!"

With just that small exchange as "warning," her fingers twitched. A swift motion almost invisible to the eyes.

At the same time, five thin metallic threads moved with extreme precision. Instead of just cutting once, each thread wobbled in controlled patterns, like a saw made of sine waves. The five threads formed a fine net, leaving nowhere for Xu Tao to go.

It was an attack that left no escape—a sure-kill move of Gula. It had never failed to take out opponents at or below Gold Rank before.

...Well, until now.

"Interesting technique," Xu Tao smiled, nodding lightly. "But even when you’re at the Nascent Soul stage, you’re not making use of your naturally unlocked abilities."

Xu Tao casually threw the dead body he was holding toward the incoming threads. As soon as he did, it got sliced into a hundred chunks almost instantly—though he didn’t intend to block it with that anyway.

"See?"

Xu Tao, instead, caught the threads casually, like he was plucking flowers from the ground.

"The threads don’t even have Qi in them—much less the soul-damaging properties of a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s attacks." He explained, almost as if lecturing his enemy. "Like this, even if I let it hit me, it wouldn’t even count as an itch."

Body Refining Stage where you empower your body. Qi Gathering Stage where you focus on gathering Qi, expanding meridians, and improving Qi circulation overall.

Golden Core Stage where you first try and create a core—a vessel for your soul.

’At Nascent Soul Stage, one gains insight on separating the body and soul, and attacking the spirit body directly. Yet, she’s not even using it.’ he pondered.

He couldn’t find any trace of spiritual attacks in her technique at all!

"...!"

Gula was frozen in a mix of shock and disbelief.

Her ultimate attack—one that had never been countered before—was stopped with such casual ease. She’d believe it right away if someone told her she was dreaming or having a nightmare.

Not only her—everyone else around them who had witnessed what happened was frozen stiff with disbelief.

"R-Retreat—!"

Someone tried to shout an order, but the next moment, his head turned into thin strips and scattered across the ground. Blood spurted from the wound, creating a fountain as the body spasmed and slowly collapsed.

"Who told you to retreat?" Gula growled, her voice low and seething with anger. "I’m the commander on this mission! You bastards should listen only to my commands!"

Her red eyes scanned the faces around her, watching their actions.

When one of them succumbed to fear and panic and tried to run—

SLASH!

—her left hand moved with such speed it left afterimages, cutting the fleeing man into ribbons. Literally.

Xu Tao... frowned upon seeing this.

"You’re allies, aren’t you?" he asked the woman in a flat tone. "Why are you killing them, then?"

"Allies...?"

Gula responded, grinning widely as she tugged the thread Xu Tao was holding taut. "Who said I’m their ally?! I don’t need incompetent trash with me!"

Qi surged from within her body and started to run through the thread. At the same time, blue sparks began crawling across it in an instant.

"Oh...!"

Xu Tao, feeling the prickle of electricity, let go of the thread and stared at his hand in surprise. Although only a little, his fingers felt numb from the attack. He clenched and opened his left hand uncomfortably while asking:

"This is... Retribution Lightning? You can command the heavens and use lightning at just the Nascent Soul Stage?"

Gula quickly retrieved her threads while tilting her head, watching Xu Tao seemingly react to her last attack.

"Huh? Retribution Lightning? I don’t know what you’re talking about, you crazy thing!"

And upon seeing that electric attacks seemed to work, she didn’t hold back.

She pushed her Qi to the limit and removed the limiter on her weapon, letting the small machine hanging from her belt release 10,000 Amperes of electricity through the thin wires.

It was so much current that even her electric shock-proof gloves began to singe from the radiant heat alone.

Although this meant her metal wires would burn out fast, like light filaments, she didn’t plan to prolong the fight anyway.

"It’s my first time using this on a human opponent... but take this! 100,000 Volts Lightning Net!"

She waved both hands at the same time, letting them fly in a crisscross. Each wire that touched exploded from the arc of electricity, creating a deadly "net" that would literally burn anything it touched.

"Lightning..." But Xu Tao still didn’t move.

He was curious how a Lower Realm Cultivator, who hadn’t even seen the Middle Realm—when Retribution Lighting begins to hinder one’s cultivation—was able to use such heavenly techniques. He hoped to find the answer—by receiving the technique directly with his body!

BZZZT!

As soon as the metal wires made contact with him, an arc path was formed. Blue sparks ran through the wires and into Xu Tao’s body in an instant, letting hundreds of thousands of volts ravage him from the inside out.

"Hahahah! Weak!" Gula laughed hysterically, watching Xu Tao get electrocuted. "Too weak! Not even worth talking home about!"

She was convinced of her victory. After all, this time it was undoubtedly a direct hit!

It was impossible for her enemy to survive—not only the decapitating wires, but also the 10,000 Amps of electricity flooding his body.

"...What’s this bizarre technique?"

"...!" Gula gasped. ’No... way... Impossible!’ She thought.

To everyone’s shock, despite taking an almost-lightning-strike head-on, he spoke fluently.

"There’s no Heavenly Intent of Rejection or Destruction at all... It’s like Retribution Lightning, but without the punch..."

Xu Tao sighed, disappointed.

Shortly after, the wires burned out completely, turning to ash. The smoke from the burning grass around Xu Tao slowly dissipated into the night air.

As if nothing had happened, he tucked his hands back into his sleeves and stared forward.

"So..." he asked. "Was this your strongest technique??"

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