As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

Upon hearing Sun Yujie's report, Pi Xinjie burst out laughing in anger: "Our prestigious Qingtian Gang, with its abundance of talent, has failed to win a single match in four consecutive martial arts competitions?"

"..." Upon hearing this, Sun Yujie was speechless.

Pi Xinjie was too lazy to listen to the news from him anymore, so he manually used higher privileges to bring up the situation of the martial arts deathmatch.

In the first three matches, the Sky-Piercing Gang suffered three consecutive defeats against the Night Demon.

In the fourth match, the Sky-Piercing Gang faced off against the Red Demon, while You Moxuan fought against Shinjima Tomokazu and was defeated.

Currently, only two people remain from the Sky-Piercing Gang's participation in the Martial Arts Festival.

One is Zhou Feng, and the other is Liu Ren.

Pi Xinjie stared at Liu Ren's name for two seconds, then immediately made the call.

"what's up?"

After connecting the call, Liu Ren, who was watching the deathmatch, asked a question.

He had no idea why the deputy gang leader, who had told him not to bother him unless necessary, had suddenly come looking for him.

"You bastard, I'm the vice leader of the Sky-Piercing Gang, and this is how you talk?" Pi Xinjie said in a gruff voice.

"Alright—I didn't know the Vice Leader would grace us with his presence. I apologize for not welcoming you properly. What brings you here to see a mere P5 nobody like me?" Liu Ren smirked and replied in an exaggerated tone, his face expressionless.

"Can't you be serious for once?"

"You're the one who wants me to be more respectful, aren't you?"

"Is that respect? I think you don't respect me at all!"

"Don't dare."

"I bet you dare!"

"..." Liu Ren simply stopped talking.

"I have a business opportunity, do you want it?" Pi Xinjie asked.

"No."

"You're so powerful—"

"The business of the deputy gang leader is probably not so easy to do. I'm a person who values ​​my life, so I dare not do it."

"You think you're so brave? Go ahead and say that again, looking at the Xuan Yin Society and Chi Xiao Society members you slaughtered?"

"I only dare to bully those weaker than me. I wouldn't dare risk my life. Besides, I value my own life, not—"

"Alright, alright, enough of this nonsense." Pi Xinjie interrupted Liu Ren impatiently. "Didn't you want to become a ghost? Help me win six martial arts competitions, and I'll give you a ghost artifact as a reward. Want it?"

"What about life points?"

"Keep it for yourself."

"Vice Leader, you have no idea how strong those enemies are! That Yaksha Japanese is truly terrifying! And the Red Oni that You Moxuan just fought was also extremely troublesome—"

"As long as you can win six games, you can keep all your life points for yourself. I'm giving you this privilege."

"That Japanese 'Yaksha' guy from before, that one, what's his name, Kindaichi? He possesses at least three kinds of trickery; he's got some serious skills. And that Niijima Tomokazu from earlier, he also has at least two kinds of trickery to his advantage! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to defeat You Muxuan—"

"Add another trick."

Liu Ren immediately shut his mouth and uttered two words: "Deal."

“You son of a bitch…” Pi Xinjie took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, “One more trick is fine, but you have to win seven matches.”

"Then—the difficulty increases exponentially. Vice Leader, a person without integrity cannot stand. Even on ancient battlefields, there were those who were the first to scale the walls, slay generals, and capture flags—"

"Add 500 life points. Don't push your luck."

"make a deal."

Liu Ren uttered two words again, but then added, "But can you give me the trickery first? I only have one trickery right now, and it's really difficult for me to win seven martial arts competitions."

“Okay.” Pi Xinjie agreed. “When it comes to trickery, you can’t bite off more than you can chew. Although it’s not as corrosive as magic tools, learning too much of it will still cause mental erosion—the more, the more serious. Don’t think that the more trickery you learn, the better. If it were that simple, the Sky-Piercing Gang wouldn’t still only have so many trickery practitioners.”

"Thank you for the reminder, Vice Leader," Liu Ren said, but didn't say he wouldn't learn anymore.

Seeing this, Pi Xinjie didn't waste any more words and directly sent over a trick.

He then said, "Trickster arts are divided into three levels: superior, middle, and inferior. The classification is different from the trickster tools. I will give you a superior trickster art. Try to win as many matches as possible—the sooner the better!"

"I see."

Liu Ren didn't ask why he was in such a hurry all of a sudden.

He simply agreed to it.

At the same time, he imprinted the trickery that was sent into his mind.

The next moment, he was still sitting in the spectator stands.

But his spirit instantly plunged into boundless nothingness.

Then, the excruciating pain of being pierced by countless blades descended upon him instantly.

Liu Ren's soul seemed to have fallen into a hell of blades, as if countless knives were piercing through every inch of his body.

This terrifying mental pain is enough to kick out a person with weak willpower on the spot.

It also leaves a scar on a psychological level.

But Liu Ren did not.

He felt his body plummeting downwards, his mind opening its eyes as if pierced by countless blades, gazing into the deepest part of this boundless hell of blades.

There, there lies the remains of a monster, a bizarre work of art composed of various weapon blades.

When Liu Ren returned to reality.

On his cheat panel, another trick name has been added.

Superior trickery—drawing bones into blades!

Liu Ren could sense that the thing's corrosive power over the mind had been greatly weakened.

Because his spirit had not truly "fallen" to the very bottom.

They had already been pulled out.

Despite having just experienced the excruciating pain of being riddled with blades.

But Liu Ren's face remained expressionless.

It was merely a fleeting, cold glint in the depths of his eyes.

"Finished learning?" Pi Xinjie asked, looking at Liu Ren.

"Yes, thank you for your gift, Vice Leader—I've finished learning it."

"..."

Pi Xinjie glanced at Liu Ren through the floating window and left him with a message: "Once you've secured seven victories for my gang, you can pick any of the gang's secret weapons you want when you return!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Vice Leader."

After closing the floating window, Liu Ren calmed himself down and adjusted his emotions, which were rippled by the mental trauma, before turning his attention to the live broadcast room.

"Brothers, looks like we've got some work to do."

[Holy crap, how dare the streamer talk to the vice guild leader like that?]

He's always been this brave.

[This guy is amazing. Others can't even get a VIP level, let alone a vice guild leader. This streamer actually managed to squeeze money out of someone of that rank.]

[No, seven matches? Streamer, if you really want to die, I still suggest you commit suicide—it's definitely less painful than being slowly killed in a deathmatch.]

[Is the streamer really that carefree?]

[They're really willing to risk their lives for trickery.]

So, what exactly is this superior sorcery? Why didn't the cameras capture it?

What, you want to learn something new?

I think you're truly unafraid of spiritual pollution.

[Greed knows no bounds; the streamer is doomed. Seven matches, and you'll be dead in the very next one!]

[No wonder they play "Eternal Night"; they're willing to risk their lives for popularity.]

[In summary, this was all about playing "Eternal Night".]

[Does the streamer think he can become a god just because he learned two new skills?]

Damn, that little Japan is actually so strong.

[This made my blood pressure rise! Four consecutive losses, the Sky-Piercing Gang is really weak.]

[Isn't that the red oni the one the streamer encountered before?]

[This is really bad. Judging from the current situation, the final battle between the Sky-Piercing Gang and the Red Demon might very well fall on the streamer.]

If you ask me, maybe we shouldn't fight?

[Damn it, if we lose to the Nine Emperors, that's one thing, at least they're on our side. But if we lose to the Japanese... I can't take it, just thinking about it makes my blood pressure spike.]

【…】

Seeing the barrage of negative comments, Liu Ren remained unconcerned, only responding to the comments that showed concern for him.

"Don't worry—we can't escape the martial arts festival anyway, so we have no choice but to fight. As for the Red Demons, ha... I almost killed their leader, but if I can't beat the leader, can't I beat the underlings? When we get on stage, watch me twist their heads off."

[You're just bragging.]

[When they actually go on stage, I wonder who'll be pinching whom.]

【No, even if you don't believe the streamer, you can't side with Japan, can you?】

[That's right, streamer, go for it! Take responsibility if anything goes wrong!]