Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

Perhaps sensing Li Fuyao's resistance, the system, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke in her mind:

[Host, those who are capable should do more work, and those who do more should be rewarded!]

Please don't be discouraged or disappointed. The system guarantees that all your efforts will be rewarded!

"Repay?"

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyao was furious. She squinted and opened the system panel, coldly questioning in her mind:

"Are you referring to this disgusting balance of points, or this six-figure debt of merit?"

Seeing that the system remained silent, she gave a cold, forced smile and then opened the taskbar to complain:

"Come on, look at this lousy task you posted!"

"You keep saying you won't necessarily die, but all the missions you give me are missions that result in elimination if I fail. Do you think that's reasonable?"

With great power comes great responsibility, right, host...?

"Oh my, here comes the flattery again~"

Li Fuyao pursed her lips and interrupted the system without any politeness:

"You didn't choose any of those sunny people with happy families and successful lives, but instead chose a stubborn, cold, hypocritical, selfish, and dark person like me. I can't even tell which of your eyes and brain has switched places with your butt!"

Seeing the person in front of her move slowly, she followed suit, her mind still reeling from the previous conversation, and sarcastically remarked:

"With great power comes great responsibility, right? You didn't even do background checks before choosing a host, did you?"

Have you counted how many lives I took in my past life?

"I show no mercy even to my own blood relatives, how can you expect me to offer love to these unrelated masses?"

"I really don't understand. Do I look like a benevolent person with a heart for the world?"

But... but you are the one He chose...

Besides, weren't there unavoidable reasons for everything you did in your past life?

The system's usual cold, electronic voice carried a barely perceptible hint of grievance as it muttered softly:

[You're clearly a soft-hearted person, a kind soul with a pure heart and great merit, so why do you have to describe yourself like that?]

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyao felt a strange sense of panic. As if to cover something up, she quickly and angrily rebuked herself in her mind:

"You know nothing! Do you know me better than I do?"

She quickly came up with her response and was about to continue her tirade when she felt a warm, slender hand reach out from behind her, grasp her wrist, and shake it.

Turning around, he saw Bai Suifeng gently reminding him:

"Fuyao, it's our turn next, so don't get distracted at a time like this!"

Li Fuyao couldn't see Bai Suifeng's expression through the curtain, but she felt that his voice was unusually gentle today, and there seemed to be a faint, almost imperceptible nasal tone.

Damn it! The cool breeze in this other world is really powerful; even someone as strong as Sui Feng can catch a cold from it!

Before she could think it through, she saw the girl in pink in front of her had already passed the check and entered the square. Seeing that the disciple holding the roster at the entrance was looking at her with scrutiny, Li Fuyao had no choice but to put aside her thoughts, lift the curtain and step forward to cooperate with the identity verification.

As they were the most talked-about figures these past few days, the Black Obsidian Division disciples responsible for checking at the entrance couldn't help but show some curiosity and excitement when they saw Li Fuyao and his companion.

Seeing Li Fuyao smiling and raising her index finger to shush him from under her veil, the disciple was slightly taken aback at first, but then immediately nodded in understanding and let him pass as readily as if he were checking other people.

After Bai Suifeng passed the check, Li Fuyao followed the black-clad steward's directions to the drawing area, and while holding his arm, she softly asked:

"He was speaking normally when he left this morning, but why does he sound a bit nasal just now?"

"You didn't really catch a cold from the cold wind last night, did you?"

I was just arguing with that guy called "System" and saying that I was cold and selfish.

Now, however, he is incredibly attentive and caring, showing great concern for her even in the slightest way.

Bai Suifeng looked down at Li Fuyao with a complicated expression, feeling an indescribable bitterness and heartache in his heart.

How many unspeakable grievances and unspeakable disappointments must she have endured to build a thorny shell around her originally soft heart?

Bai Suifeng suppressed the stinging feeling in his nose and shook his head.

His gaze pierced through the curtains and gently landed on Li Fuyao's small hand that was linked with his arm, and he chuckled softly:

"Fuyao, I'm fine. The nasal sound was probably because it was too noisy around, and you misheard. Don't worry."

Li Fuyao frowned slightly upon hearing this, but didn't say anything more. She simply quickened her pace while silently thinking:

Once this matter is settled, I'll go to my spatial dimension and get him some medicinal herbs to eat as snacks.

The lottery was conducted in batches of thirty people, and a large number of people had already gathered here.

Everyone waited nervously but in an orderly fashion. Many people clasped their hands together and muttered prayers, hoping to draw a less powerful opponent so they could stay until the end.

After Li Fuyao and his companion entered the drawing area with the black-clad steward, there were just enough people.

Once the group had enough people, the black-clad steward who was leading the group greeted the person who brought them and then led Li Fuyao's group toward one of the empty drawing points.

The disciples of the Yanjian Sect were very efficient, and there weren't many people in each group, so even though the brother and sister were at the end of the line, it was their turn very quickly.

Each drawing point consisted of a booth with two disciples. In the center of each booth was a metal mechanism resembling a weighing scale. Li Fuyao stood on the mechanism as instructed, and the mechanism quickly produced a red rope bracelet with a number on it from the display platform in front of her.

"Li Fuyao, number 88 in arena number five for the first round."

The disciple in charge of recording picked up the red rope bracelet, glanced at it, and expressionlessly finished recording before handing it to Li Fuyao. However, his hand paused quickly, and he rubbed his eyes as if waking from a dream, looking at the veiled girl in front of him, and softly exclaimed:

"Wait, Li Fuyao?!"

"You, you're the Li Fuyao that everyone's been talking about these past few days?!"

After exclaiming softly, he looked at the veiled boy behind him who hadn't yet drawn a number, his eyes wide with excitement as he asked in a low voice:

"Then, so you're that wolf cub named Bai Suifeng?!"

Bai Suifeng was already standing on the mechanism, channeling spiritual energy into it. Hearing this, he glanced up at the disciple, and seeing that he meant no harm, he could only nod helplessly. He then took the red rope bracelet and handed it to the disciple.

"It is me. May I have your number now?"

Upon hearing this, the disciple chuckled, quickly composed himself, reached out to take the red rope bracelet, glanced at it, and loudly recited:

"Bai Suifeng, number 66 in arena number 7 of the first round!"