5 Wicked, I Want You To Help Me Cultivate

[Name: NightDawn]

[State: Mortal]

[Status: Normal]

[HP: 72/100]

[Control: 31 (+20)]

[Load: 31 (+20)]

[Talent: Night Breathing (High Human-level)]

[Martial Art: Insight Vision (Low Human-level)]

[Lifespan: 11 days 24 hours]

Fang Yue started with 1 Control and 1 Load. 

After killing the female ghost, he gained 10 points for each attribute. Both his Control and Load reached 11 simultaneously.

Since it was still night, [Night Breathing buffed both his Control and Load to 31 respectively.

His Max HP also reached 100 points after healing from the Severely Wounded status.

While Fang Yue was checking his status, his HP had recovered to 100/100.

If the speed of his HP regeneration could keep this up, Fang Yue had a feeling that he would be invincible. He got carried away by his delusional thoughts and another imaginary song played in his head.

"Being invincible is usually accompanied by loneliness."

Then, a strong gale blew into the broken temple.

Whoosh!

The ember at the fireplace was extinguished, thus the only light source in the temple was gone.

Kakroom! 

Thunder rumbled above the sky and the rain outside was endless.

Fang Yue unconsciously looked at the fireplace. He noticed that the boy beside the fireplace was looking at him with a terrified expression.

The two of them locked eyes, but the little boy's eyes swiftly turned black, as if ink had been poured into his glistening eyes and tainted every corner black. Even the white of his eyes became as black as ink. The blackness in his eyes spread like a virus and swiftly went beyond his eyes.

The boy clawed his face in despair and horror. In the next second, he looked like he remembered something and got down on the ground like a four-legged beast.

He jumped on what remained of the female ghost like a hungry ghoul. Nimble and swift, the agility he possessed was inhuman.

The boy grabbed the ashes of the female ghost and put them in his house, gobbling down the ashes as though he had not eaten for a long time.

His mouth and even his face were covered in ashes and his pure black eyes stared at Fang Yue cautiously. He looked like he was afraid that Fang Yue would snatch his delicious ashes away.

Fang Yue anticipated various outcomes, but he had never expected this.

Ashes for dinner?

"Boy, I have a feeling that you are not human as well!"

The imaginary song on a loop that played in his head was forced to a pause.

"Don't tell me the boy is also another Wicked…Please, please, please."

The thought of him killing the Fingereater earlier by forcefully feeding her the poisonous soup reminded him that based on how much HP the Fingereater lost after drinking the soup, she had at least a few thousand HP. 

Compared to his pitiful 100 HP, Fang Yue felt weak.

"No, wait! I'm strong! I have two attributes boosted to 31! And I have [Night Breathing] boosting my stats! I'm not the same guy that I was a minute ago! Yeah, that's right!"

The cloudy mood in his head cleared up as Fang Yue somehow gained confidence from his delusional thoughts.

While he was having the delusion, the boy had eaten the Fingereater's ashes clean. Even the mud on the ground was licked clean.

The boy slowly got up. The blackness had spread out of his eyes, painting the edges of his eyes black, as if he got himself a Gothic makeover.

Black blood trickled along the edge of his eyes. His stomach heaved strongly as though he was 8 months pregnant.

Then…

Splash!

A long nail burst out of his bloated stomach. 

The nail was half a meter long with the tip as sharp as a blade.

Spurt!

Splat!

Spurt!

More and more nails burst out from his stomach.

Fang Yue was certain that the boy was also a Wicked.

The Wicked boy with a stomach full of terrifying nails looked around, but his black eyes had robbed him of his normal vision. He sniffed around and locked his gaze on Fang Yue.

Growl!

When he growled loudly, a yellowish breath came out of his mouth.

"Great!" Fang Yue was bloated with confidence. He bellowed and prepared himself for a fight. Killing the Wicked could grant him Lifespan and even attribute a boost to his stats.

"It seems like that's the way for me to get stronger in the game. I've got it! I've cleared the little trial with the Fingereater, so now it is time for me to kill some monsters!

"Hey, you! Stupid Wicked, you will be a stepping stone in my great cultivation path!"

The Wicked boy heard Fang Yue and growled. He got down on all four of his limbs and launched himself forward.

Bang!

Fang Yue felt dizzy. Excruciating pain spread from his chest as he lost control of his body when he was sent flying backward.

A terrifying number popped up above his head.

[-95]

He felt like he had been run over by a speeding truck. It was not only painful, but it also knocked all senses out of his head.

Bang!

Another loud bang sounded as he crashed into the broken Buddha statue behind him. He fell to the ground weakly, and another damage number popped up above his head.

[-3]

Fang Yue was stunned, terrified, and stupefied. He looked at his remaining HP as his hands were shaking.

[HP: 2/100]

[System notification: You are Severely Wounded.]

"What the heck? What kind of monster is that? A Level-100 Boss?!"

Fang Yue was thoroughly stunned. He had just leveled up but almost got killed by another Wicked.

"Is this b*stard even a newbie monster?!"

[Night Breathing] came into play and his HP regenerated swiftly. Even his wounded status was healed.

[System notification: Congratulations for removing Severely Wounded status.]

[Night Breathing] was amazing, but Fang Yue did not have time to celebrate.

"What kind of joke is this? This isn't just One Punch Man. A single punch from that b*stard can inflict almost 100 damage on my HP! Even if my HP regeneration is quick, it will be useless!"

He looked up, but the Wicked boy had disappeared.

"Wait, where's that boy?"

While Fang Yue was searching for the Wicked boy in the broken temple while being afraid that the monster would deliver the final blow, he realized there was another big crater in the shape of a human in front of him.

He looked beyond the crater and then the broken temple.

A smaller figure was spinning in circles mindlessly in the rain, growling and roaring madly. It seemed like the figure was a blind man on a lively dance floor, losing all sense of direction to the noise.

"He really can't see?"

Fang Yue instantly realized something. He had two options at the moment.

One: run.

Two: fight.

Without a second thought, Fang Yue made up his mind.

"Sorry to disturb you, Wicked!"

Fang Yue slowly moved into the shadows while keeping his eyes on the Wicked boy. He slowly retreated. His life was more important.

Maybe because he was overly nervous when he retreated, his muscles were stiff and every step felt heavy to him.

When the thunder rumbled again and the lightning flash shed light over the broken temple, he noticed something that stunned him. He saw his own trail and the deep footprints in front of him.

Every footprint on the mud was at least 5 cm deep as if his feet stomped a hole in the ground.

"D*mn, my feet look strong!"

For some reason, the depth of his footprints fueled his delusional confidence again.

"Is it because I didn't do it correctly just now? I might be super strong since I've leveled up!"