Bored Gamer in Other Worlds
Chapter 1003 Late

Chapter 1003: Chapter 1003 Late

People and even cultivators may forget but not an ex True God like Bai Xiaochun who was lucky enough to witness the inception of this reality from the beginning of it all.

"I am devil." Bai Xiaochun whispered and a blinding darkness crawled out from his inert form. It blanketed everything in the room before a new color of red sparked from out of nowhere.

Before long, he resembled a 16 winged demon covered in blood and black flames.

"I am angel." And the next mantra was said that slowly transformed our mc into a vision of goodness, purity and justice.

A long silver sword swirled around his person before it was joined by a great shield that could shoulder the heavens weight if need be.

This change did not last long before it was met by a new one thereafter.

"I am everything." And the rest followed in quick successions.

* * *

Morning came and that was when our handsome mc stopped his cultivation. The moment he opened his eyes, a pair of white hot suns pierced all illusions in this reality.

Nothing could ever hope to escape the senses of someone who embodied all things living or dead on this piece of creation.

"I’m back to the top again. Perhaps the only one who has the hope of defeating me might be the Immortal Emperor of this era. But last time I checked, that person’s rise has not even started yet.

I have a lot of time to fix this dilemma." Bai Xiaochun contemplated slowly. There was a simple solution to this problem and that would be to get himself one girl.

One second of godhood alone was more than enough to kill any Immortal Emperor a million times over.

"I have a bad premonition that whoever sent me here wanted me to complete that quest."

"I don’t know if I should be happy or not to find myself a weird stalker of all things." Our handsome mc shook his head.

He could only imagine the craziness of picking women like pokemons 86,400 times from start to finish.

"SIGH!"

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a self-depreciating laugher." Bai Xiaochun could not help but laugh at his strange predicament.

He would have wanted to mull on this problem more but 3 gentle knocks halted his close inspection.

"Are you awake, young master?" An old voice coming from an old man breached the morning peace of our very own protagonist.

"Come in, Wu Feng." Our mc invited and a breath later, the time worn face of a seasoned soul entered the scene.

This cultivator was wearing brightly colored robes of red and azure which depicted his prestige and wealth in the clan.

He may have become a lowly bodyguard of a useless young master today but his deeds and heroism in the past was not at all diminished by taking this station.

It could be seen that old man Wu Feng also had positive attributes related to his person despite looking historic with his white long hair and white long beard.

"Your father demands an audience, young master. The event cannot be postponed any longer." Wu Feng announced. There was clear displeasure on his face and a hefty bit of anger.

"Everything happens for a reason. Either we dance with winds or break and shatter in the aftermath." Bai Xiaochun replied deeply which shocked the old man before him.

This was perhaps the first time that he heard his young master talk about something profound aside from his constant whoring left and right.

It took the old man a couple of minutes to digest before he could say anything else.

"I... did not like what you did last night, young master."

"You should not have gone away like that."

"You could have been killed." Wu Feng remembered the cause of his fury from earlier. If the young master was killed then he would have absolutely soon followed with him.

Although this was the least favorite son of his master but he was still a true heir of the Bai clan and its long heritage of great cultivators.

"I apologize, Wu Feng. That was indeed careless of me. It won’t happen again." Bai Xiaochun replied easily and slowly stood up from his bed.

"Come. We don’t want to let my good father wait any more than he should." He said and left without looking back.

"..." Wu Feng was rooted on the spot as his quick mind tried to process the information he was given especially the obvious change in behaviour on his young master.

This was the first time he heard any kind of apology come into the fray. His young master was not bad but he was purely bitter about his circumstances. Wu Feng understood it all too clearly.

But this drastic change in behaviour was truly out of his expectations.

"I hope this is a sign of good things to come." Wu Feng prayed to the cultivator gods above. After that, he briskly followed in the steps of his young master.

* * *

The Bai Clan in Bright Moon city may not have been the greatest influence but it was certainly one of the oldest clans in place.

There may be skirmishes between these great families but never to the point of uncovering their hidden trump cards in the end.

One should know that something that has stood there for thousands of years would certainly have some poisonous fangs to bear.

Thus, these smart cultivators would not dare act rashly without sufficient cause for victory.

There was politics and diplomacy to be had even to these warlike people and culture that was here to race against each other in their quest for immortality.

"You. Are. Late." A pointed speech came from a man who was barely 18 years old in physical appearance. The man looked at somebody who shared a stunning similarity to his own.

While the man wore glorious purple robes of nobility, the other person simply clothed himself in simple white.