Transmigrated Scoundrel's Exchange System
chapter-110

The man was startled and He abruptly realized something: He had answered every question this kid had asked him as if this kid had control over him. He spilled all the beans to this kid without holding back; he even told him about his clairvoyant turtle, which was his deepest secret. The man became alert, wondering what was going on.

He soon realized that there was a special charm to this kid, as if whatever this young man asked him, he would answer. Man became more alert; was it some enchanting technique?

Han Cai continued, "It all started when I got kidnapped for that cursed mission. I witnessed things that I was not ready to witness. Have you felt that sinking feeling in your heart? Multiply that feeling by a thousand, and I tried to cope with it. How do you cope with something like that? Those children were innocent, and then their dead bodies were on the dining room table with eyes on the plate. I thought that my high intelligence would prepare me for it, but I was wrong. I was afraid to go to sleep, but weirdly enough, I did not feel any sorrow for killing the man. Only later did I realize that witnessing something like that had almost broken my mind. That gave me freaking PTSD, and there is no therapy in this damn world, but I did not give up; I decided to heal myself. Slowly, I was getting over it.

I also worked on improving my cultivation. But when I reached core formation, my perception enhanced. With that came the damn fear, but it was not the same as last time's chilling feeling. This fear was worse. It felt as if this fear was going to swallow me whole. Then I felt death. Death of everyone I know, and worse, my death. No matter how strong I became, I felt my helplessness. It told me no matter what I do, the future that awaits me is death, a very painful one, and they will not spare anyone; no one will be left to cry for me. Even after so many advantages in this life, I will die. I made a desperate decision. I decided to give up on empathy and emotions in order to avoid making mistakes, which I tend to make a lot of, no matter how hard I try not to.

As you said, no matter how careful or prepared I was, you still found me. You taught me something new today. No matter how much intelligence I get, this world is too overwhelming for me not to make mistakes. There will always be something new that will find a way to screw up my grand plans. How the f*** was I supposed to know that you were hiding a magic turtle in your a**?

But you see, When I visited my old man and saw him enjoying the little things. I realized something. I do not need everything to be perfect. All I need is to be stronger; I don't need to be Mr. Perfect and smart. As long as I succeed, all I need to do is outwit someone who is trying to hurt me. It doesn't have to be perfect. I just have to make fewer mistakes.

Today when I flew in this beautiful moonlight. I began to feel a sense of lightness. For the last few years, I had been too focused on my worries, never truly taking the time to enjoy the simple pleasures of life. But today, as I flew, knowing that I would be facing the strongest enemy I have ever met so far, I realized I was overprepared. I realized that you bunch will always underestimate me. I realized that I had lost the balance and peace of mind letting the fear swallow me. I realized that I had to spend more time appreciating the world around me.

I started contemplating: was I taking things too much for granted? In my last life, soaring to the sky like this could only be done in my dreams. Right now, I am flying through the skies, and if I wanted, I could beat up thousands of people at once. But here I was; instead of enjoying it, I was moping about the future in fear of giving up on all the pleasures I held dear. It is true that I could not be careless, but that does not mean I have to lose my true self doing it. I could not be carefree and kind like my master. But I am allowed to enjoy little things in life like my father.

Let's take you as an example. Let us look at how dumb you are. Calling you dumb is an insult to dumb. You are a high-level cultivator with a golden turtle that can show you your fortune. Instead of being content with what you have, You made a decision to chase me because you wanted my lucky chances. The turtle alerted you, but you did not stop to think maybe it was alerting you about your misfortune. You are greedy and too full of yourself. And the idiots like you are the reason I can not live a peaceful life, the reason I had to give up on empathy and pleasures. But Now I realize that you bunch are not worth it. I don't need to be Heisenberg all the time. Only when I meet someone like you, a bunch deserving of Heisenberg, you'll receive him.

Do you know why I am telling you all this? Because I needed to vent. It has been pent up for way too long. I had no one to talk to. It's not like I don't have people in my life, but I can not tell them anything. I can not tell them my true thoughts; I have to keep everything inside. Slowly it has been poisoning me. I can vent only to someone stupid like you. You are not just stupid. You are a M**effin twat of donkey ass. Calling you a donkey is an insult to a donkey. You are a greedy worm caught in a donkey's b*tt hair. When your mom went to sh*t, you were born.... "

The man stood there, stunned and speechless, as Han Cai's curses echoed in his ears. The man was a respected cultivator. He had heard mortals use offensive slurs a few times. But it was the first time someone used so many offensive slurs in one sentence to describe him, his family, and his ancestors. What was even more startling was that the foul mouth belonged to a cultivator. Even if cultivators hated or wanted to kill each other, they never used such offensive slurs to address each other. As what you speak represents your DAO heart and mind, how can a foul-mouthed person's Dao heart be pure enough to cultivate in peace? This was very new for this cultivator.

"Are you a human or a beast?" the man in green raged. "How can a cultivator have such a foul mouth? Are you tired of living? I will grant you your wish once you tell me the location of the treasure of the Venerate."

Han Cai did not respond to the man but instead murmured, "Seal!"

The man was sealed instantly, and the system was charging half a trade point every minute to seal him. This cost meant the man was in the Spirit Embryo Realm. When the system sealed the man, it also sealed his cultivation. The anger on his face had disappeared, and it was replaced by panic.

Han Cai attacked with all his strength. Before the man could understand what was going on, his head was severed from his body.

Han Cai murmured, "Thank you for therapy, System absorb!"

The dead body of the cultivator disappeared as if it had never existed. The only things that remained were his possessions. Han Cai kept all of the man's possession in his storage. Among his possessions, there was a beast bag.

That night, Han Cai planned to have golden turtle soup for dinner. But after some thought, He kept the turtle in the beast bag. Carrying it with him.

Soon he was back in the air, flying through the clouds towards the sect. He could see small villages and towns scattered throughout the landscape, the lights from their homes twinkling like stars.

He flew for days, reveling in the freedom of being above the clouds. All the pent-up frustration he had kept in was released today. If he wanted, he could just teleport back to the sect as he had used the system's feature and set up a teleport point in the sect. But he decided to fly.

Han Cai was so grateful to the old man in the Spirit Embryo Realm for his excellent therapy.

Han Cai pondered. He'd been on a lot of missions. Why hadn't he gotten therapy before? What made the old man so unique? He realized that in the past, whenever any mission was assigned to him, he would complete it effortlessly because he was always too strong for his targets. This was the first time, despite meticulous planning, he made a mistake by failing to consider that the enemy would mark his target in order to track him. In three years for the first time, he realized that no matter how much planning one does, complications can always arise.

Initially, he felt disappointed in himself for making such a grave error. But he noticed errors that the Spirit Embryo Realm Cultivator made. First, he did not keep his guard up against Han Cai, considering Han Cai too weak to worry. Because of this, Han Cai used his level fifty charm to get all the answers he needed from the man. Second, the man knew his turtle would alert him to fortune and misfortune alike. The man considered it a fortune. This made Han Cai understand that no matter how strong or smart you are, you can never be perfect with zero errors. So all he had to work on was not being perfect but making sure he made fewer errors than whoever he was against.

After flying for around ten days, Han Cai reached the sect.