Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

Chapter 842 Chapter 842 Tunnel Rat

Su Wuhan crumpled on the floor as his strength failed him at this time. He was akin to a man who just lost his soul.

One should know that the desert mines was a desolate place with almost non existent spiritual essence. Its hot dry surfaces was also punishing to most.

Even if he would go there and manage the place, his practice would most likely stagnate to his current realm. And at worst, it could even regress in level.

Su Wuhan had to be dragged away from the place since he appeared in almost catatonic state in consequence of the news he heard.

"My morning starts to shine with only smiles on my face. And here i am again starting to..." Different from Su Wuhan\'s state, our bored gamer sang happily into this great early hour.

His maidservant Tian Xun was behind him and they were escorted by more than a dozen serious looking souls. They could not help but look at our good gamer in pity.

With their Patriarch\'s dark temperament today, only tragedy awaited for anyone that was around him at this time. These dozen servants shivered unconsciously at the thought.

"The Patriarch is waiting for you inside, young master." The dozen mix of men and women stopped behind this foreboding big door.

They dared not go inside even if the claws demons would drag them into this pit. Every single one of them knew how cruel their Patriarch could be at times. Clark went in calmly while Tian Xun stayed outside.

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"So... my prodigal son comes back. I heard that you got yourself a woman, Su Wen." Patriarch Su greeted his son with these words.

Anyone could see the fury in his eyes threatening to explode at any second from now.

"It was fate, father. But i guess Ling\'er and i were not meant to be after all." Clark shook his head sadly.

He noticed Senior Fan at the corner of his eyes and gave the old man a curt nod to acknowledge this old servant\'s presence.

"Spare me the tale of your stupid romance! Kneel before me!" Patriarch Su did not disappoint and thus he planned to train his son well at this time.

"Pardon? I might have misheard you, father. Please say that again." Our bored gamer replied with a worried expression on his face.

"I. said. KNEEL!" Patriarch Su roared like a dragon. He planned to teach his son some manners and hoped that it would be more than enough a lesson to set him up straight for a lifetime.

One of his teachings would of course include on being naturally wary of strangers especially those that had far superior cultivation base than usual.

"BOOM!" An extreme spiritual pressure descended in all directions and at its core was the stern Patriarch Su in anger.

"But why? I have done nothing wrong, father." Clark stepped back in alarm. He was still standing tall but the same could not be said to the other occupant in the room.

"THUD!" Senior Fan was already lying flat on the cold floors. This pervasive compulsion lasted for 2 dozen breaths or more.

"DING!" The ugly thick pressure in the atmosphere vanished to the relief of one soul. Senior Fan crawled back up after several breaths.

"How are you doing this? A simple mortal like you should not have withstood that at all." Patriarch Su muttered in surprise.

He had lived on this world for more than 500 years already and this was one of the few times that his notion of cultivation in general had been turned upside down before him.

"If i may intrude, Patriarch." A voice interrupted on the side.

"..." Patriarch Su nodded but his eyes stayed glued towards his son who stood a few feet away from him.

"This has also happened to us before. It was at the ev..."

And Senior Fan explained the curious detail about them not getting affected by the shock waves of two Physique Longevity experts fighting above them.

"Strange." This was the only word that the Su Patriarch could offer in reply. He thought over the matter and a few wrinkles marred his otherwise serious masculine features.

It did not take him long to realize the various implications of this mystery.

"Did that woman named Chu Qingling do something to you, Su Wen? Or has she said any unusual words at all?"

Patriarch Su asked and his tone in saying was a whole lot gentler than before.

"Ling\'er has not done or told me anything of value, father. She only professed her love for me and..."

Clark raised a hand and covered his mouth with it as he realized something particularly enlightening. Of course, this was also included in his acting repertoire.

"Go on. What is it, Wen\'er?" Patriarch Su went even further in his prodding as he called his son Su Wen with this endearment for the first time in his life.

"In our first meeting, Ling\'er gave me something. She said that it was a gift to me. A gift that she created over more than 6,000 years in the past."

Clark paused and his eyes grew big in astonishment.

"Where is this gift, Wen\'er? Come show it to your father." Patriarch Su also understood the significance of his son\'s statement.

It appeared that his son was given a great treasure by that crazy woman.

"It\'s this thing, father." Our bored gamer fished something out from his neck area and in time, a familiar object was seen dangling thereafter.

"A watch?" Patriarch Su said and walked closer towards his son.

"It\'s a pocket watch to be exact, father. I turned it into a necklace since i find it nice to do so. This thing gives me a magical feeling especially when it touches my skin.

I can\'t find the words to describe it at all." Our bored gamer maintained his act.

"What a curious treasure it is. Since it could make you withstand the spiritual pressure of a Golden Physique cultivator then it is likely that..."

Patriarch Su was stupefied with his train of thought. If his guess was correct then it would mean that his Su Clan could lord over the city of Lucky Origin in a heartbeat!

The prerequisite of that happening is for him to get his hands over this mighty artifact. And this was precisely what the Patriarch did.

He reached a hand out and then was the last conscious thing he did.

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

"BANG!" An unfortunate man could be seen rising up and down like a weightless ragdoll. This beating took a full minute straight which ended in having a deep pit of 30 feet underground.