One Idiot Three Wishes Unlimited Chaos. - Chapter 69

I had effectively killed about 39 evil disciples and had 7 supremely pissed sect masters and 4 solo cultivators surrounding me absolutely seething in fury and hatred. Apparently the bad karma coming from these people was insane they had killed hundreds of not thousands of innocent people Cassie tells me.

“Are you finally going to face your death boy?” The greasy sect leader bites out towards me.

“I’ve done that before it ended okay but I don’t plan on doing it again anytime soon.” I say wiping off my bloody sword on my jeans.

“You really think you can take all of us on?” He says with a laugh.

“Well yeah?” I reply before a massive force crushes them to the ground. ” Do you guys know anything about science? Do you know what gravity is?” I ask the collapsed people struggling to pull themselves up from the ground.

They can’t really reply with all the folded space crushing them. “No? Well that’s okay.” I say happily robbing them of their spatial rings and tossing them in my inventory im not sure I want to even know what’s in some of them.

“Any last words?” I ask.

No reply.

With a wave of my hand there’s a nasty crunch that sounds out for all to hear. Before anything else a bunch of white little souls fly out of their bodies I use space and lock them down before stuffing them in my inventory. I had almost forgotten about nascent souls as none of the disciples had them or they weren’t fully formed.

I clap my hand and turn towards the terrified disciples. “I hope you all learned a valuable life lesson. I don’t know exactly what the lesson was but it was important.” I look towards the sect leaders and solo cultivators. “You guys should probably get rid of all the evil sects by now since their leaders are gone. Dunno who you didn’t do that in the first place I mean you outnumber them like 5 to 1.”

“Mostly old ancient cultivators hidden in the sects or defensive formations to prevent them from being found.” Mo explains to me.

“Well that’s good to know I always wondered why no one just killed them off.” I say before heading to the waiting area. Only to be cut off by a curly black haired girl with a slightly red complexion and an insane look. “Hello hubby.” She says making the alarm bells in my head roar like cannons. I was getting a feeling much like I got from Sasha from this girl. Before I could say anything Cassie popped up out of nowhere grabbed her by the shoulder and popped off to the inner world much to my confusion.

[Don’t worry I’m just going to be training her for a while.] Cassie says giving me an impending sense of doom.

After informing the worried burning hell sect master about the arrangement I retook my seat and took off my armor before pulling out some snacks to enjoy while watching fights. I was still disqualified I mean the only reason I’d want to enter the godly cultivators realm would be for sweet loot but I can still probably break in later.

The fights weren’t that good to be honest just a bunch of little idiots throwing around flashy moves and shouting With all the cruel people gone it was even less fun.

On the plus side I did get to go look at shops the solo cultivators opened in between fights since there were breaks.

They would often have a lot of stuff in their rings they had just collected over time so I got quite a few new old herbs and ores. Nothing life changing just stuff like at a garage sale. It was fun.

It was three days of just combat before the top 25 were chosen. They would all get to enter the realm which housed treasures of all sorts. From what I can understand the godly cultivator died long ago but before he passed he did something to his inner world putting it into a separate space and assigning a kind of spirit to watch over it.

This is much more believable than some bullshit that someone just built a huge testing site so that they could hide their treasures and die. 95% of the time you are just killed off and your treasures go to the one who killed you. Either that or it’s some kind of trap to steal bodies or something. Iffy stuff.

All the people went to go watch as for the first time in over 100 years the realm would open up.

We all arrived at a massive plain field to wait for the opening. After about an hour of waiting space started to rip apart revealing a completely different landscape of old decrepit buildings and overgrown plants and in the center was a mighty palace.

An old man with a cane could be seen walking down the palace steps. A few of the older solo cultivators tried to rush inside only to be crushed to dust by an unknown force. Even I looked at the old man seriously cause I couldn’t see anything.

The 25 disciples were lined up and bowing properly to the old spirt who gave them a once over. “Really the disciples have gone downhill since the Old days.” He sighs before looking around the group of people standing around. Then he spots something strange. Me sitting there happily eating tacos only eyeing him warily. Now he wouldn’t have noticed me if it wasn’t for one small thing. The necklace I was wearing to seal some of my powers. He couldn’t see my cultivation at all and this caught his attention.

With a wave of his hand I’m yanked off my feet dropping my precious taco. “What the fuuu…” he places a hand on my head and all of the sudden my soul realm is invaded.

There he sees my soul world. The largest one he had ever seen completely perfect with every element. A silvery moon floating quietly around it and in the distance a massive flaming sun. On the planet there’s a massive tree shooting up for miles radiating pure life energy.

“Marvelous.” He says with wide eyes.