My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS

Yanmo Lin's pitch-black eyes slowly darkened, silently gazing at his face. Killing intent gleamed in his pupils like a black curtain slowly approaching, ready to envelop him completely.

"That statement of yours is quite risky." Xia Pingzhou said emotionlessly, "I should have the hacker check if you're actually an undercover agent."

"Most of the ones I've killed before were simple-minded fools I could see through at a glance. I wasn't interested in them, so when I killed them there wasn't much fun, merely passing the time."

At this point, Yanmo Lin suddenly paused for a moment and turned to look at Xia Pingzhou, "So... if I could personally kill you, it would be wonderful. Do you understand how it feels?"

"It would be strange if I did."

"What a pity, I thought you might understand." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

With that, Yanmo Lin suddenly extended her right arm, lifted the long scabbard, and pressed the end of it against Xia Pingzhou's chin.

Then, along the slanted scabbard, a can of cold beer slid toward Xia Pingzhou.

"Drink with me, not orange juice," she said.

"I don't drink alcohol."

"Not sure?"

Xia Pingzhou was silent for a while, then sighed, took the beer can from the dark red scabbard, brought it close to his lips, and drank the remaining cold beer inside in one gulp.

"Then if in the end..." He paused.

"What do you want to say?" asked Yanmo Lin.

"Then if in the end, instead I kill you?" He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and placed the beer can back on the bar.

"Sounds... rather interesting..."

Yanmo Lin said nonchalantly, and then withdrew the scabbard from his neck.

"Actually, I'm quite curious if you truly aren't afraid of death as you claim." Xia Pingzhou said emotionlessly, "Rather than being tortured to death by your Celestial Driver, I'd rather give you a quick end, and let me see the expression of you begging on your knees."

"We can try that someday..." Yanmo Lin coldly curled her lips, "Not surprising from a traitor, you really are shockingly outspoken."

"Weren't you the first to speak shockingly? Don't project your double standards onto me."

"Speaking of which, how exactly do you view our Miss Ayase?"

"A very good friend." Xia Pingzhou said emotionlessly, "Put it this way, if back at the auction Zhou Jiuya told us eleven among us had to die, I'd give my survival spot to her."

"Seeing you're still so hypocritical puts me at ease."

"You always call me hypocritical, doesn't Ayase Origami seem even more like a fake person?"

"Miss Ayase just doesn't know how to express herself, so she's hiding." Yanmo Lin said, "She's different from us, neither as hypocritical as you, nor as indifferent as me."

She paused: "So... no matter what your intentions are, I hope you won't harm her."

"From whose perspective are you saying this?" Xia Pingzhou asked.

"A friend."

With that, Yanmo Lin showed no expression as she descended from the bar, carrying the dark red scabbard, walking towards the private rooms, her skirt billowing.

At this moment, a subtle pain suddenly arose by Xia Pingzhou's ear.

He raised an eyebrow, looking at his reflection in the glass cup, saw a red line of blood suddenly appear on his right ear, blood flowing from it, staining the root of his ear.

Xia Pingzhou touched his ear, his fingertips also stained with a slight coloration of blood.

He emotionlessly turned his head, casting a sidelong glance towards the rear, Yanmo Lin's figure already disappearing into the darkness, the neon sign hanging from the ceiling completely dimmed.

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That night, Xia Pingzhou didn't return to the private room to sleep; instead, he left alone.

He left the Old Wu Antiques Shop, then headed straight up the coastal road, ascending Hai Fan Mountain to find a small beach facing away from the cliffs, a secluded spot Ji Minghuan found while wandering around the mountain in the No. 4 "Little Nian Beast" body.

This place can be described as isolated—from Hai Fan City, since it's separated by a mountain, no one could see this remote beach; and it's also far from the Year Beast Monarch's territory, generally no demons would pass by.

At this moment, Xia Pingzhou stood alone on the beach, facing the tumultuous night sea, the nighttime ocean roared like a beast, the tide its claws stretching out from the darkness. Fortunately, the moon cast its clear glow upon the sea, making everything seem somewhat acceptable.

The sound of the waves kept roaring, ceaselessly engulfing the vast world.

By now, the night sea breeze blew over, brushing past his slightly aching ear root.

Xia Pingzhou raised his hand, scratched his ear, Yanmo Lin's Demon Blade carried extremely deep resentful power, hence wounds left by this Tachi are cursed, difficult to heal.

Almost similar in nature to Yaguba's "Dark Fang", though not as thoroughly—it can make inflicted wounds never heal, even if Zeus got bitten he would return clutching his waist.

At least for the short term, Xia Pingzhou had to sleep with the scar on his ear.

But fortunately, Ji Minghuan could adjust the body's pain sensitivity level, so it's not such a big deal.

By now the night was deeply set, the tide continuing to sweep in, washing over the moist beach, lapping at his sneakers.

Suddenly, Xia Pingzhou released the Celestial Driver, black and white rays of light swirling around his body. He raised his hand, gripping and crushing a cross-shaped chess shadow from the black and white orbit.