I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything
Chapter 187 - 186: Do you need me to do it for you?

Chapter 187: Chapter 186: Do you need me to do it for you?

Within the Miwu Ghost Forest.

Cold mist is everywhere, the chilly wind blows ceaselessly, creating wailing ghostly cries in the surroundings as it passes through.

The name Miwu Ghost Forest is derived from this phenomenon.

But in reality, for those who truly understand Miwu Ghost Forest, they know that the so-called ghost cries and Demon Beasts are secondary.

The ghost cries are just for scaring people, and one can always run away from a Demon Beast if beaten.

What is truly terrifying is humans.

No matter how much the Martial Mansion worries about your safety, no matter how thorough the preparations, those with ulterior motives can always find a loophole.

Just like now...

"Humph, if you had obediently handed it over earlier, wouldn’t it have been better? You’ve been running for so long, and in the end, didn’t it still end up in my hands?"

Qian Buhuan, wearing a leopard hunter mask, coldly sneered and reached out to take the backpack from the target he had knocked down, who was unable to stand.

This backpack is specially made by officials; when empty, it’s just a small bag, but it’s extremely elastic and has never once broken despite years of hard use.

Even sold alone, this bag is worth a lot...

Not to mention that the bag is now bulging wide.

The target had just engaged in a fierce battle with a Fire Lion Beast, using all his strength to finally slay it...

And then packed its flesh and blood into the bag.

Qian Buhuan had been hiding in the dark, waiting for him to disassemble the flesh, and in the moment he relaxed, launched a sneak attack without hesitation, severing his right hand.

The victim of the sneak attack was named Zhou Yunliu.

In terms of strength, he was actually above Qian Buhuan, but after the fierce battle, he was too exhausted, plus the sudden attack caused him bodily harm, making him no match for his opponent. After a fierce struggle, his left hand was also severed by him.

Although within the Secret Realm, all means might be used.

However, there are also unwritten rules, for example, during robbery, one might at most break the opponent’s arms or legs. Someone like Qian Buhuan who directly severed both arms is going too far, as delayed reconnection might affect flexibility in the future.

To be this ruthless...

All for making sure he wouldn’t use the Spiritual Protection Device, which is already overstepping.

"Don’t let me find out who you are, otherwise... even if it violates school regulations, I won’t spare you."

Zhou Yunliu, with his upper limbs severed, lay powerlessly on the ground, unable to crawl up, his blood mingling with the dirt and staining him as he struggled.

His eyes were red, he stared fiercely at the menacing leopard mask before him, gritting his teeth in hatred, understanding the robbery but not the ruthlessness, completely disregarding their relationship as classmates outside...

In the end, credits would be needed to reconnect his arms, which for him was a blow as fatal as a death sentence.

"Want to know who I am? If you really found out who I am... do you think I’d let you live?"

Qian Buhuan sneered, stirring the severed arms on the ground with a blade, coldly said, "Right now, the one lying on the ground is you. Initially, I severed your arm just in case, but now I see the need to go further, to sever your legs too, and spread your blood all around. Then let’s see whether the Demon Beasts find you first, or people do."

"Go on, cut them if you have the guts."

Zhou Yunliu shouted angrily, "Even if the Demon Beasts eat all my flesh, there’ll still be blade marks on my bones by then, you won’t cover it up... I bet you, you coward, don’t have the guts to cut. If you had the guts to kill me, I’d even admire your ruthlessness, but alas, you don’t, do you, you spineless coward."

"You’re right, I don’t dare to kill you."

Qian Buhuan’s eyes flashed with anger, he said, "But I dare to chop your arms into eight parts. Let’s see how you reconnect them later."

Saying that, he raised the blade.

About to chop down onto the two severed arms, Zhou Yunliu’s face instantly turned pale, screaming, "Help me!"

"No one can save you now hahahaha... uh..."

Qian Buhuan was initially laughing triumphantly, but midway through his laugh, he suddenly realized Zhou Yunliu’s gaze wasn’t even on him, but rather looking behind... someone behind him?

No, there’s clearly no one.

This kid is bluffing...

Thinking so, he was about to continue chopping when his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"Are you playing a robbery game?"

A deep voice questioned beside his ear.

"Who!!!"

Qian Buhuan was startled.

He clearly didn’t hear the slightest footstep, nor even a breathing sound...

Someone had silently crept up beside him.

Instinctively, he turned his head to look.

Only to see a white mask full of holes dangerously close, the mask looked normal, yet an abnormal chill surged from the depths of his heart, instantly giving him goosebumps all over.

How did this guy walk without making any sound?

At this moment, Xu Lingjun finally discovered another way to use the Lightweight Step, where True Qi follows the movement, and when reversed, draws upon someone else’s aura...

Just like earlier, he had silently walked right behind him riding the breeze generated by the other’s movement.

Without a sound.

"Who are you, really!"

Qian Buhuan attempted to struggle several times but found that the force gripping his arm was so strong he could barely move, let alone shift.

"I’m like-minded as you, now then, robbery!"

Saying so, Xu Lingjun exerted force with his arm.

A crisp ’crack’ sounded.

Qian Buhuan’s arm was directly broken, twisting from the elbow, and at the fracture, as Xu Lingjun tightened his grip, splinters of bone pierced into the flesh, inflicting a secondary, painful injury.

Qian Buhuan let out a piercing scream.

"Actually, I also enjoy playing robbery games."

This time, Xu Lingjun was genuinely shocked, as they were all students of the Martial Mansion, normally meeting in harmony.

The Academy is large, but no matter how large, each student would inevitably have moments of passing each other. On account of such passing encounters, inside the Secret Realm, people would generally show some leniency... He never thought this person would be so ruthless. Seeing two severed arms lying on the ground while the victim was struggling there like a human stump."

"I’ll kill you."

Amidst Qian Buhuan’s painful wailing, his actions didn’t stop, his severed arm released the long blade, and his left hand reversed its grip to slash diagonally from the ribs, intending to cut Xu Lingjun in two from the waist.

Yet, the blade was merely thrust out when it was caught directly by Xu Lingjun’s bare hand.

A body of flesh, yet seemingly possessing strength more resilient than steel.

With a sharp sound, the long blade was broken, Xu Lingjun’s left hand seized the blade head and plunged it into Qian Buhuan’s body.

Blood splattered...

"Killing a person should stop at beheading, you’ve gone too far."

He raised a foot, directly kicking him harshly away.

Xu Lingjun stepped forward, planting a foot on his still intact left hand.

Crushing the formerly straight arm bone into the wet, muddy ground beneath.

He said, "Now, it’s my turn to say your lines: robbery. You rob others, you should be ready to be robbed, are you prepared for me to rob you?"

"Spare me, spare me... ahhhh..."

Qian Buhuan cried out miserably.

Xu Lingjun reached for the huge backpack behind him, then lifted Zhou Yunliu’s backpack, asking, "Where is your Spiritual Protection Device?"

Qian Buhuan raised his eyes in shock, exclaiming, "You... what are you planning to do?"

"Your arms have been broken by me. I fear you may die here, so I’ll let you press the Spiritual Protection Device in advance, to have someone send you out."

"But... but pressing the Spiritual Protection Device requires compensating 200 academic credits..."

"That’s your concern, what does it have to do with me?"

Xu Lingjun suddenly exerted force with his foot, asking, "Or do you feel your injuries aren’t severe enough? Not pressing the Spiritual Protection Device yet? If that’s the case, I can help..."

Tears in pain were almost streaming from Qian Buhuan’s eyes.

In fact, he was crying.

This was a madman.

Being robbed or being the robber, this guy murders the heart as well as the body. Not only did he take away his hard-earned gains of days, he even wanted him to suffer an extra loss of 200 academic credits!

That’s 200 credits, and he’d also have to compensate for the credit award for the person rescuing him later.

Where could he find so many credits...

But seeing Xu Lingjun with a look like "don’t press it and I’ll help you intensify your injuries until you’re willing to press it."

He sobbed, "My hand is broken, I can’t press it!"

"That’s alright, hand it over, I’ll help you."

Xu Lingjun’s voice was full of kindness, but to Qian Buhuan, it seemed like it came from a demon emerging straight out of Hell.