YM778.TV Chapter 130: System New Function
But his moment of triumph was short-lived. Zeus\'s heightened senses, now sharper and more attuned than ever, prickled with the awareness of others approaching.
His eyes narrowed as he scanned the surroundings, his mind quickly assessing the situation. The energy signatures he detected were unmistakable, each one carrying a familiar, threatening resonance.
A grim realization settled in. "The Lightning Fang Guild… they\'re here already," Zeus muttered under his breath, the calm in his voice belying the tension coiled within him. He wasn\'t surprised they had come—only that they had arrived so quickly.
As the figures drew closer, one of them stood out immediately. His aura was powerful, charged with a thunderous energy that set him apart from the others.
This wasn\'t just another grunt; this was their leader. Zeus\'s gaze locked onto the man, his instincts sharpening as he prepared for the inevitable confrontation.
Just as he focused on the approaching leader, something unexpected happened. A strange screen flickered into view before his eyes, displaying detailed information about the man. Zeus blinked, momentarily taken aback as he read the contents of the screen.
[Name: Zarek Thunderclaw]
[Race: Human]
[Physique: Lightning Vein Physique]
[Tier: 4 Star]
[Cultivation Manual: Thunder Fang Cultivation Manual]
Zeus\'s eyes widened in surprise as he processed the sudden influx of information displayed before him. "What is this?" he muttered, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected screen.
[What\'s the matter? Surprised?] the system chimed in, its tone laced with a mocking satisfaction. [This is a new function that\'s been unlocked now that you\'ve finally hit four-star status. Took you long enough.]
"Wow," Zeus muttered, still trying to absorb the implications. He quickly refocused on the screen, his curiosity piqued. "So, I can see their information without needing their blood now?"
[Exactly,] the system confirmed with a self-satisfied air. [You\'re finally at a level where you can actually do something useful. Your ability to read the energy and aura of others has gotten an upgrade—just like I\'ve been telling you all along.]
Zeus frowned as he examined the screen, noticing a few slots were missing. "Hold on… why aren\'t the age, gender, and class slots showing up?" he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion.
[Oh, seriously?] the system scoffed, its tone dripping with mockery. [You\'re really hung up on those trivial details?] It paused, as if savoring the chance to explain. [Listen, age and gender? Not exactly game-changers in a fight, unless you\'re planning on writing their biographies. And \'class\'? Please.]
Zeus raised an eyebrow, waiting for the system to continue its rant.
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[Here\'s the thing,] the system went on, [people might call themselves mages, warriors, or whatever fancy title they prefer, but at the end of the day, it\'s all the same nonsense.]
[They\'re just cultivators, fighting their way to the top like everyone else. The way they fight might differ, but it doesn\'t matter enough to clutter up the screen with pointless labels.]
The system\'s tone shifted to one of smug satisfaction. [So, I did you a favor and ditched the class slot. You\'re welcome.]
Zeus couldn\'t help but smirk at the system\'s shameless attitude. "I guess you have a point," he admitted, shaking his head slightly.
[Of course I do,] the system replied with a mockingly sweet tone. [I\'m always right, after all. You\'ll learn to appreciate that eventually.]
Zeus sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing with the system\'s inflated sense of self-importance. "Fine, thanks for clearing that up," he said, his voice laced with sarcasm.
[Anytime, Host,] the system chimed in, clearly pleased with itself. [Just try not to get too distracted by the little things, okay? You\'ve got bigger fish to fry.]
Zeus smirked upon heard the system and now stood poised, ready to test his newfound power as a four-star cultivator.
As he prepared for the impending battle, he glanced at the information screen that had appeared, his eyes narrowing as they focused on the details of his opponent, Zarek Thunderclaw. Something caught his attention—the mention of Zarek\'s Lightning Vein Physique.
Curious, Zeus asked, "What kind of physique is this? Is it stronger than mine?"
The system\'s voice chimed in, its tone dripping with exaggerated surprise. [Oh, look at you, Host! Already meeting someone with a special physique. Aren\'t you lucky?]
Zeus rolled his eyes at the system\'s mockery but pressed on. "Is it stronger than mine?" he asked, a hint of competitiveness creeping into his voice.
[Ha! Stronger than yours? Not a chance,] the system replied with smug confidence. [His so-called \'special\' physique is just a low-tier organ type.]
[The Lightning Vein Physique might make him a bit better at using thunder mana and maybe he can fire off thunder attacks a little faster, but honestly, that\'s it. Nothing impressive.]
Zeus chuckled, his initial curiosity quickly fading. "So, pretty weak, then?"
[Exactly,] the system continued, now sounding almost bored. [If he had something like a Thunder Mana Physique, then maybe—just maybe—I\'d take him seriously. But real special physiques are mana type and core type ones.]
[Those are the big leagues. Of course, there are some exceptions, like your Void Physique, which, by the way, is leagues above anything this guy could ever hope to have.]
A smirk spread across Zeus\'s face as he absorbed the system\'s words, his confidence soaring. "So, this battle isn\'t going to be as hard as I thought."
[Hard? Please, Host, don\'t embarrass yourself by suggesting this is a challenge. This guy\'s just another stepping stone for you. But hey, I\'m here to watch you crush him, so have fun!] The system\'s tone was dripping with arrogance, as if the outcome was already decided.
Zeus\'s smirk widened as he turned his full attention back to Zarek, ready to test his new power. With the system\'s confidence fueling his own, he knew that this fight was just another opportunity to show why he was destined to rise above the rest.