Chapter 56: If you can talk, you can fool people

Wicked.

This is too damn wicked!

Eight years old?

You’re telling me Yin Luoling is fucking eight?

On the tenth day in the [Simulation Space], Ling Huan was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

[Battle Ended. Time: 00:05.]

In the beginning, Ling Huan was surprised by Yin Luoling’s high combat power, but this was just too much!

When he sparred with Ling Xue, he was able to start counterattacking within ten days!

But with Yin Luoling, he had only managed to increase his survival time by a measly four seconds!

Yin Luoling’s movements were simply too fast and too ruthless.

Every strike was lethal, her motions clean and efficient, exactly like a precision-engineered machine.

Every move she made was designed for the sole purpose of killing!

And she used everything at her disposal!

Eye-gouging, nut-cracking, throat-crushing, nostril-hooking, hairpins, even the straps of her breastband…

He had even been strangled to death once by her socks!

Can you believe that?

In one second, she would rush forward, and the moment she raised her leg to kick his face, she would violently rip off her own sock.

Then, while he was ducking his head, she would use the tip of her toe to leap over him.

As she flew over his head to land behind him, she would loop the sock around his neck and pull with everything she had!

His neck would snap instantly!

Exaggerated—it was beyond exaggerated!

Wasn’t Yin Luoling only eight years old?

How could an eight-year-old be like this?

Unless she was a reincarnator or some soul-snatcher!

Or maybe she was like the Child Elder of Tianshan, someone who had lived for thousands of years without growing an inch!

Ling Huan was incredibly agitated.

Although he was curious about how Yin Luoling could fight so well, he no longer had the luxury of time to ponder those questions.

His remaining time in the [Simulation Space] was running low.

Although the [Simulation Space] allowed for thirty days, he could realistically only use about twenty.

If he actually stayed for the full thirty days, he wouldn’t be able to handle the physical toll.

Ling Huan had tested it over the past week; if he simulated for the full thirty days, he would collapse and fall unconscious almost immediately upon exiting.

It would happen within a minute or two, and even if he forced himself to stay awake, he’d last three minutes at most.

Currently, twenty days was his limit.

It was the safest option, as he needed to preserve his energy.

After all, once he emerged from the [Simulation Space], he still had to deal with that incoming kick from the real Yin Luoling!

If he couldn’t dodge it, or if he ended up being subdued by her instead, his entire plan would fall apart!

He would be completely branded as a perverted scumbag who laid hands on his own foster sister.

Forget about learning massage or subduing Yin Luoling; right now, even surviving for more than half a minute was a struggle.

What should I do…?

What should I do…?

No, I have to calm down.

The less time I have, the more I need to slow myself down.

Ling Huan stopped choosing to enter battles.

Instead, he quieted his mind to think and review his failures.

Yin Luoling was excellent at utilizing her surroundings, but there was a discrepancy.

He wasn’t some pushover; he was at the fourth level of Qi Condensation.

Having undergone body tempering with the poisons of both Ling Xue and Jiang Yue, his body might not be made of reinforced steel, but it should at least be considered durable and capable of taking a hit.

Why could socks and breastband straps, things that could be torn apart easily, snap his neck so quickly?

Ling Huan rubbed his own neck, recalling the details of those moments.

It felt tough—a very resilient texture.

That loose fabric could be torn with a single tug, but when it was wrapped around his neck, it felt like a thick hemp rope.

Yin Luoling must have done something…

Was she hiding a tool?

If she had the time for that, she might as well have hidden a more lethal weapon.

The simulated Yin Luoling had one defining trait: she was decisive in killing, clean and efficient, with her only goal being the opponent’s death.

She wasn’t like Ling Xue.

Ling Xue would occasionally pause, as if admiring her opponent’s expression, or even perform exaggerated movements that put herself at risk just to feel the pleasure of getting hurt.

Therefore, since Yin Luoling didn’t carry unnecessary things, she definitely wasn’t hiding some tool just to make fabric more resilient.

It would be redundant.

At the same time, it was because she had nothing extra that she used her own clothing.

Then—

Qi!

That’s it, Qi!

How could I have forgotten that?

Since Qi could improve the strength of the human body, there was no reason it couldn’t improve the strength of an object.

That was why his neck could be snapped so easily.

The mystery was instantly solved.

But the problem remained: how could he defend against it?

Protect his body with Qi?

That was impossible.

Jiang Yue had told him before.

In places where Qi was abundant, the competition between cultivators was a contest of Daoist arts and resources.

Whoever had more Qi and knew more techniques would likely win.

But in places where Qi was scarce, the one who could save their Qi more efficiently would be the one to win in the end.

This was especially true for the Qi Condensation stage.

In the Qi Condensation stage, Qi was as precious as bullets or a non-regenerating MP bar.

Full-body protection was something a Qi Condensation cultivator couldn’t afford; it would deplete too quickly, especially in this Qi-deprived environment.

Partial defense was an option, but the problem was that Yin Luoling’s reactions were excellent.

Over the last ten days, it wasn’t that he hadn’t tried to trade injuries for a kill, but the result was always him being counter-killed by her.

And he didn’t have any tools on hand to restrain her movements…

Restrain…?

Right!

How could I have forgotten!

I still know that move!

Ling Huan slapped his thigh hard and jumped up from the ground, his eyes bursting with uncontrollable excitement.

He had completely forgotten!

Back then, in order to earn the highest title among men—’Father’—he had specifically gone to a combat gym to learn some skills!

He had suffered quite a bit back then to master this move!

He never expected he’d be able to use it here in this world of cultivation!

Joint Techniques!

A fighting style that didn’t rely on brute force, but rather on the principles of human anatomy to lock the opponent’s joints, making it impossible for them to exert power!

No matter how fast Yin Luoling was or how ruthless her strikes were, she was still human!

The range of motion and the physical limits of a joint couldn’t be changed by Qi!

As long as he could precisely lock her joints, no matter how fast or agile she was, she would have no room to use her skills!

Besides, in terms of raw strength, he was the one with the advantage!

Furthermore, body cultivation had declined, and most experts in the mortal realm were Qi Condensation cultivators, which meant most martial techniques had likely been lost to time.

These specific techniques probably didn’t exist here!

The only way to break such a move was to rely on overwhelming brute force.

And how could Yin Luoling’s strength possibly compare to his?

Having seen the light, Ling Huan could no longer contain himself and immediately restarted the battle!

During the time that followed, Ling Huan’s figure collapsed again and again, only to climb back up every single time.

It was as if he had an inexhaustible supply of energy as he repeatedly tried to lock Yin Luoling down.

Ten days in the [Simulation Space] passed in a flash of repeated failures and refinements.

Yin Luoling’s movements weren’t impossible to see; they were just hard to predict when he was trying to duel or parry her.

But now that his mindset had shifted, her attacks weren’t as terrifying anymore.

When the simulated Yin Luoling rushed toward him like a ghost, reaching out to grab his throat with Qi gathered at her fingertips like the claws of a beast—hoping to tear a chunk of flesh from his neck—Ling Huan instantly gathered all his Qi at his throat to block the strike!

His body sank slightly, and his right hand shot out like a bolt of lightning, precisely hooking the inner dip of Yin Luoling’s wrist.

His left hand followed her arm upward!

He increased the pressure, death-gripping the back of her elbow joint!

With a soft “crack,” Yin Luoling’s arm was instantly locked at a bizarre angle.

The Qi that had gathered at her fingertips vanished instantly as her arm was held fast by Ling Huan at a very strange position.

A flicker of shock appeared in her eyes, as if she was helpless against such a weird move.

Before she could react, Ling Huan exerted power from his waist, pressing his body tight against hers.

His legs looped around her knees, pinning her firmly in his embrace, while his right wrist gave a forceful twist!

Yin Luoling’s struggling instantly stopped.

Her small face twisted slightly from the pain, yet she remained tight-lipped, not letting out a single sound!

It worked!

Yin Luoling continued to struggle!

Ling Huan suppressed her with everything he had!

Time passed second by second.

Yin Luoling was incredibly vicious; seeing that her struggles were futile, she actually went as far as to snap her own arm on purpose!

She’s that ruthless?

Without even making a sound, Yin Luoling turned and threw herself onto Ling Huan!

Of course, this wasn’t a hug—rather…

Yin Luoling actually opened her mouth and bit down toward his neck!

Is she a vampire?!

And just like that, Ling Huan died again.

[Battle Ended. Survival Time: 00:54.]

I… I finally lasted almost a minute!

Even though he was being killed repeatedly in the [Simulation Space], reality would be different.

In reality, even if his relationship with Yin Luoling wasn’t good, they hadn’t reached the point of a life-and-death struggle.

Once he was back in the real world and that suicidal ruthlessness was gone, she would just be an eight-year-old sister who happened to be good at fighting!

I’ve got this!

Next up is the massage.

Even if I stayed over for another day, it shouldn’t be a big deal, right?

Ling Huan decided to stay one more day to train more in the [Simulation Space] so he could execute the plan perfectly once he got out!

It’s time to make Yin Luoling understand—Big Brother is only doing this for your own good!

Oh, right, I can also give her a copy of a cultivation technique.

With spirit stones, a technique manual, and physical suppression, wouldn’t handling her be as easy as pie?

Hehe~

Ling Huan sat down cross-legged and began to study the Encyclopedia of Human Pressure Points.

He didn’t need to learn them all, just the ones related to the feet.

After a full day of “rest” without sleep, Ling Huan had graduated.

As he prepared to leave with full confidence to execute the plan, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

“By the way, System, give me some BUFFs to enhance sensitivity. You know, like the one you gave me the first time. Otherwise, how am I supposed to torture Yin Luoling? How can I complete the mission better and become a better scumbag? You saw how fierce she is.”

“If you don’t give me that, it’ll be hard for me to keep her under control. You wouldn’t want your master to fail at doing something bad and get taught a lesson instead, would you? Where would the dignity of a Heaven’s Mandate Villain System go then? Don’t you agree? You wouldn’t want your career as a system to be disgraced, right?”

[…Sensory Enhancement has been granted.]

As expected, the system could understand him and be communicated with.

Ling Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, a deep, meaningful smile appearing on his face.

Since they could communicate, that meant… it could be fooled, right?