Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

"Do you think that we are toys that you can just play around, Young Master Clark?!"

"This is absolutely unforgivable!"

"We have wasted a lot of our time already!"

"You must repay us, Young Master Clark!"

"Give us spirit stones in exchange for our time!"

"Indeed, we demand some spirit stones as compensation for our troubles!"

"Spirit stones!"

"Spirit stones!"

"Spirit stones!"

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The chorus of angry voices drowned any response that Clark was about to say. Indeed, he never even tried as he just stood there with an amused look on his face.

Like always, he woke up at 12 in the afternoon which has been his usual schedule since he arrived in this xianxia world.

But unlike this past peaceful month and some spare days, the gathered disciples have finally realized that they might have been waiting for nothing outside Young Master Clark's mansion.

And with almost a hundred thousand cultivators in place, their voices of fury reached the vaults of heaven with their intensity.

At this time, it has certainly reached the ears of the higher ups of the sect if not more.

"Are you done?" Clark asked with the same satisfied grin on his face. It was always a happy event when he got to end his play in its full bloom.

And to think that this game of fools has reached more than a month already, our bored gamer could not have been more pleased with how things went according to his plan.

"You have to pay us for the troubles that you caused, Young Master Clark!"

A middle aged man led the charge. It could be seen from his crimson colored robes that he was an Inner Disciple of the Sect.

With this person on the lead, the thousands behind him could only follow in line.

"We demand some spirit stones!"

"We demand some spirit stones!"

"We demand some spirit stones!" The mantra of the masses were held once more and they were like screaming dragons in the fray.

It was piercing and chaotic enough but nevertheless, not one amongst them was stupid enough to strike at the group of 4 people before them.

Especially with Elders Feng Ren and Feng Lin behind our bored gamer, no soul today would dare throw their lives away in front of these famed Twin Swords of the Demonic Sword Sect.

"It's admirable that most of you have the courage to demand anything from me. Very well.

If you want your spirit stones so badly then why don't I give a treat of what you are all missing in life." Clark said and waved his left upwards.

In a breath, something so unimaginable landed into existence which brought a total eclipse of silence in the surrounding.

"THUD!" There was a noticeable quake as a mountain of spirit stones appeared from out of nowhere.

At first glance, it could be seen that the number of the said priceless products of nature were not only the millions but has already broken in the trillions, perhaps even more.

The mound of pure treasures towered even the huge mansion up front and its contents spilled and rolled down at the feet of the gathered cultivators.

It did not need saying that the greed of men was incalculable indeed because at this time, everyone's eyes almost bled with pure envy.

"That's mine!"

"Give that to me!"

"BANG!" An almost impromptu royal rumble took place as a hundred thousand Demonic Sword Sect disciples scrambled to get a piece of spirit stones on their hands.

But this was only the overflow from the mountaintops feet. A trifling hundreds of excess spirit stones if not less.

It did not even take a full minute for these spirit stones to change hands from one owner unto another.

In the end, the masses could only lick their lips as they looked towards the pot of gold just a few more steps from where they stood.

The blinding rays of these sparkly white spirit stones almost stopped the heart of many but more often than not, it was always those who retained a lot of courage inside them that could seize this once in a lifetime opportunity.

"Let's all go at once!"

"I don't believe that the Twin Swords alone could stop us all!" The same Inner Disciple who spoke earlier encouraged the masses behind him.

"YES! We're right behind you Brother Cao Min!"

"We support you Brother Cao Min!"

"We will all get our share of the pie if we follow what Brother Cao Min says!" The disciples shouted their plan and it was plain to see where they were going from this.

However, our bored gamer could smile in response to how futile it would be for these cultivators to accomplish what they wanted.

"Come on. Let's start the Heaven Devourer Sword Formation! Don't let your guards down!" Cao Min roared his instruction.

This was of course none other than the same middle aged man from before.

His red robes flowed in the wind and he truly embodied a valiant spirit that was fit to become a good leader of men.

Cao Min was charismatic but most of all, he wielded power to match his ambitions.

Just like Elders Feng Ren and Feng Lin, Cao Min has a cultivation of peak Foundation Establishment Realm. With his strong urgings, a mighty formation came into being.

"BANG!" Chaos took place and from that natural state of matter, a harmony of sorts was forced into existence.

The grim tumultuous energies were combined into one and it could be witnessed that almost a thousand Inner Disciples had already drawn their swords into the mix.

It could be seen from this fact alone that the majority of people in here were only those of the Outer Court Disciples.

But there would be no doubt that more inner disciples would come sooner rather than later. There was an epic prize at the end of this quest after all.

"Is that the Heaven Devourer Sword Formation?!" An Outer Disciple asked in shock. His eyes could not help but widen at the great spectacle before him.

There were almost a thousand gigantic swords overhead and each one of these weapons had an uncanny resemblance to the ones that were wielded on the hands of the Inner Disciples who created this formation in the first place.

The huge swords in the pillars of the sky even mirrored every last crack and scratches of their true selves as it also did justice to mimic the same brilliance of their innate sharpness.

"What do you think, fool?! It's said that ten people alone who have already mastered this formation could even face an expert that is a full realm above them!

The Heaven Devourer Sword Formation of the Demonic Sword Sect is truly very powerful!" A smart Outer Disciple answered.

"Does that mean that The Twin Swords would lose?"

"Maybe. Maybe not. But I doubt that we would wait that long for us to find out!"

The nameless disciples around chattered amongst themselves but almost all of them were definitely pretty alert to move at the first chance that they could get.

One should know that fights can almost always become too messy and it was at these times when smart people could triumph over their stronger peers.

At the first sign of conflict, there would be no doubt indeed that most, if not all of them, would take the opportunity to grab a handful of spirit stones into their bottomless pockets.

Everyone held their breath as the suspense of the stalemate persisted with time.

The attacking formation only grew momentum and Cao Min was not that stupid to brazenly attack without any second thoughts in mind.

"Make way and give us that mountain of spirit stones from behind you. You could still take this chance to make friends, Young Master Clark! If you would do so, I Cao Min vow to become one of your sturdiest allies!"

Cao Min proclaimed in front of the thousands of attendance in the place. By doing so, it showed that he was really wise and cunning.

He not only provided a way for our bored gamer to save face, Cao Min would have also won a promising rich backer in his life.

It was like hitting two birds with a single stone. One that most was never fortunate enough to meet in their lifetime. Besides, offending a Legacy Disciple was also not a smart thing to do.

"You think highly of yourself, Cao Min. Or have you forgotten that you are nothing but trash before us? Hmmm... It seems that we need to teach you your place once again."

Clark was not the one who answered but Elder Feng Ren who looked at the handsome middle aged man with absolute indifference.

There was disdain in Feng Ren's eyes as if he could not be bothered to compete with dogs like this. Alas, since it has come to this point, there was no need to hold back.

He summoned his precious sword from within his interspatial ring and the world dimmed in response.

"Dark Fury, Skewer of Blight!" A learned Outer Disciple muttered when he looked in awe at the sword on the hands of Elder Feng Ren.

"Sigh! Let's get this over with quickly." Elder Feng Lin took a deep breath and was about to call forth his own weapon into the scene.

"Hmmm... Let them be, Uncle Lin. We don't have to do anything. Let's go." Unfortunately for all, it was at this time when our bored gamer finally decided to halt this nonsense.

Not for anything else but he only wanted less bloodshed than the one he would have gotten right now.

"But Young Master Clark! These pests should be taught a lesson! The spirit stones in here would only get wasted on these heaps of trash!" Elder Feng Ren argued.

The trillions of resources in here was probably the most abundant source of spirit stones that he'd ever seen in his long life. It would be folly to throw this away just like that.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ren. Nobody can steal anything from me." Clark smiled and his agile shadow took the lead for some needed breakfast and lunch combined in one meal.

Thus, Elders Feng Ren and Feng Lin could only follow from behind. Lin Che did the same and she had only the look of pity towards these hapless groups of greedy men.

She was gone with the wind thereafter.

"Is this real?"

"Are all of these spirit stones ours?" Some whispered in place. They looked at one another in indecision but after ten beats passed, not one stayed motionless in the scene.

"MINE!"

"MY PRECIOUS!"

"GIVE ME ALL OF THESE SPIRIT STONES!"

"THOSE WHO DARE TAKE ANYTHING FROM ME SHALL DIE!" Cao Min roared and he was the first one to charge ahead of the pile. It was just sad that he will never be able to enjoy these riches for himself.

"PUCHI!" One head rolled and a sprinkle of red dyed the ground.

"Greed is good." Our bored gamer muttered in the end.