My SSS-Rank Skill and System is too OP in Modern Cultivation world-Chapter 132: Midnight Interrogation Gone Wrong

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Kent was sprawled out on the ground, arms and legs spread wide, completely at peace with life. "Ah, what a beautiful night," he sighed. "The stars are twinkling, the air is crisp, and best of all—"

Ding!

+500 SP copied from 666 (Suppressed Rage).

"That guy… he’s hiding something." 666 murmured to himself. He had been watching Kent closely. His erratic behavior, his unnatural confidence, his weird interactions with others… None of it made sense.

And now? He had no choice but to get answers. Sometime past midnight, while the camp was silent, 666 moved.

He crouched beside Kent and kicked him hard.

"AGH! WHO DARES?!" Kent shot up, wildly swinging his arms like a man fighting off invisible enemies. Kent knew it was 666, he is just acting like a weak and naive person.

"Get up," 666 said in a low voice.

Kent blinked blearily. "Oh. It’s you. My Dark alliance buddy. What’s up? Couldn’t sleep without me?" He waggled his eyebrows. "Admit it, you missed me."

+999 SP copied from 666.

666’s eyes twitched. "Follow me. Now."

He grabbed Kent by the collar and dragged him toward the edge of the camp, away from prying eyes. Kent, instead of resisting, simply let himself be dragged, waving lazily at the sleeping students.

"Help… I’m being kidnapped… save me… oh nooo…" he whispered weakly. Nobody woke up.

+999 SP copied from 666 (annoyance).

666 threatened Kent saying, "Hey, Cut it out. Keep your mouth shut otherwise…"

Once they reached a more secluded spot, 666 shoved Kent against a tree and crossed his arms. "Talk."

Kent smirked. "Wow, not even a ’how are you, Kent?’ or ’do you need some water?’ You really know how to make a guy feel scared."

666’s patience was gone. "I don’t have time for your nonsense. Who are you really? What is your mission?"

Kent gasped dramatically. "Oh no, you’ve found me out! I’m actually…" He leaned in conspiratorially. "a traveling comedian. My mission? To bring joy to this dark, cruel world."

666 closed his eyes. Took a deep breath. Then punched the tree next to Kent’s head.

CRACK.

The bark splintered. Kent whistled. "Wow. That poor tree. What did it ever do to you?"

"STOP. JOKING." 666’s voice was low and dangerous.

Kent, however, just grinned. "Alright, alright, you got me. My mission is…" He cupped his hands around his mouth and whispered dramatically with a ladylike posture,

"To steal your heart."

666’s entire body twitched.

+1999 SP copied from 666 (Rage Reaching Critical Levels).

His fingers tightened around his sword. "This idiot… He is messing with me."

Kent, unfazed, continued. "Alright, I’ll be serious." He straightened up and nodded solemnly. "My real mission is—"

Then he suddenly turned and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"HELP! HE’S TRYING TO KILL ME!"

666 froze in the moment. He was shocked by Kent yelling.

From inside the camp, "WHO SAID THAT?!"

"BANDITS?!"

"PROTECT THE SUPPLIES!"

The students shot up in panic, weapons drawn. One guy tripped over his sleeping bag and landed face-first into the fire pit, screaming "my butt on fire. Help me!"

Another was so startled he punched the person next to him.

"You bastard, why did you punch me?" He demands to know.

"I am sorry, it was very dark, your face looked very scary and ugly in the dark." The puncher replied.

"How dare you make comments on my face. Do you want a beating? You mom is ugly, bastard." They started to fight each other.

Chaos erupted.

666 turned back to Kent, who was now sitting cross-legged on the ground, smirking.

"Oops, my jokes backfired," Kent said. "Guess I was too loud."

666 physically vibrated with rage.

+1999 SP copied from 666 (Murderous Intent).

By now, the teachers and watchers had also woken up.

"What’s going on?!" one of them asked with a loud voice.

Kent immediately pointed at 666. "He had a bad dream. Poor guy was screaming in his sleep."

666’s jaw dropped. "You… Why are you blaming me?"

Another student nodded. "Ahh, I get it. Nightmares suck, man. Few days ago my xxx pissed his pants because of a nightmare."

XXX gets angry, "Hey, Why did you bring that up? What’s wrong with you?"

Another student replied, "Yeah, I once dreamed I was being chased by a giant potato. That was very scary."

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The teachers sighed. "Go back to sleep. We’ve got a long day tomorrow."

As the students settled down again, Kent patted 666 on the back. "That was close, huh?"

666 Was fuming. He wanted to beat Kent very hard. "This isn’t over," he whispered dangerously.

Kent winked. "Looking forward to it."

666 didn’t sleep after that. He sat there, glaring at Kent, who was snoring peacefully like a baby.

He’s not a Dark Alliance member. He’s lying to me. He’s playing games.

"Tomorrow… I’ll get the truth."

Meanwhile, Kent, still lying down with his eyes closed, smirked.

Ding!

+500 SP copied from 666 (Suspicion).

+750 SP copied from 666 (Determination).

"Oh no… my free SP farm might be ending soon, Kent thought. Time to prepare for the worst. He lost his mind."

With that, he rolled over and continued sleeping, dreaming of all the ways he could make 666’s life even more miserable tomorrow.

A Few Hours Later…

The morning sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden glow over the forest. Birds chirped, the wind rustled the leaves, and the smell of fresh dew filled the air.

Kent stretched, yawning dramatically. "Ahhh, another beautiful day."

The students were starting to wake up, groggily rubbing their eyes, but Kent had other priorities. He clutched his stomach and grimaced.

"Ugh, nature calls…" And with that, he headed toward the trees.

Behind him, 666’s eyes gleamed with cold determination. "This is my chance. I will take care of him." Silently, he followed Kent into the woods.

Kent found a nice, secluded area surrounded by towering trees and smooth rocks. Perfect.

Just as he was about to do his business, he suddenly turned around.

"Oh 666? You too? You want to shit together? You wanna be my shit buddies?"

666 froze.

+999 SP copied from 666 (Shock).

+999 SP copied from 666 (Speechless).

Kent grinned. "Man, what are the chances? Looks like we’re poop buddies now."

666 twitched. "…What?"

Kent sat down on a rock, resting his chin on his hand. "You know, in some cultures, pooping together is a sign of deep friendship. Maybe this is fate."

Ding! +800 SP copied from 666 (Pure Rage).

666’s hands clenched into fists. "I did not come here to be your shit…"

But before 666 could finish his villain dialogue, Kent patted the ground beside him.

"Come on, don’t be shy. We’ll create a legendary bond. The tales of our synchronized pooping will be passed down for generations."

Ding! +1200 SP copied from 666 (Blood Pressure Rising).

"…I’m going to kill you. I am a Level-C cultivator, a supervisor of dark alliance. How dare you mock me?"

Kent’s eyes widened. "Wait, what?! I thought we were shit brothers!"

666 finally snapped. He drew his sword, his spiritual energy was bursting with killing intent.

Ding! +2000 SP copied from 666 (Full Murder Mode, A Mad Dog).

Kent sighed. "Alright, I guess I saw this coming. It’s time to say goodbye to my SP bank. SIGH!"

In an instant, he leaped back just as 666 slashed forward. The sword cut cleanly through the spot where Kent had been sitting.

"Woah!" Kent yelped. "You almost sliced my toilet in half!"

666 ignored him and lunged again. Kent ducked, flipping backward onto a tree branch.

"Man, this is aggressive," Kent muttered. "Are you that mad about the poop joke?"

666’s eyes burned with fury. "You’re not from the Dark Alliance. You’ve been lying to me. And now…" He pointed his blade at Kent. "—I’ll kill you."

Kent smirked. "You can try. But let me warn you shit brother, it won’t be that easy."

666 dashed forward, his sword glowing with dark energy.

666 slashed.

Kent ducked.

666 spun and aimed for Kent’s legs. Kent jumped, landing lightly on a tree branch.

"Nice try."

666 growled. He fired a shadow strike, a sharp wave of dark energy.

Kent grabbed a loose branch, covered it with his sword intent Aura and used it like a bat. CRACK! The energy attack was swatted away like a baseball.

666’s brain short-circuited. "Wha… What the hell!"

Kent shrugged. "I played baseball in my last life. Let me tell you, I was a superstar of my time. All leagues wanted me in their teams."

"Stop your bullshit." 666 clenched his teeth and attacked again, unleashing a barrage of rapid sword slashes.

Kent dodged. Sidestepped. Spun. Jumped. He was untouchable.

Meanwhile, 666 was boiling like a lava. His feelings were going rogue. Kent’s mind was filled with a Twister of notifications.

Ding! +2000 SP copied from 666 (Frustration).

Ding! +2000 SP copied from 666 (Angry).

Ding! +2000 SP copied from 666 (Mad).

Ding! +2000 SP copied from 666 (Crying).