My SSS-Rank Skill and System is too OP in Modern Cultivation world-Chapter 127: Nima’s Reign of Chaos

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A Flashback of Chaos: After being randomly teleported inside the ruins, Nima had wasted no time indulging in what she considered her greatest pastime, collecting shiny treasures and generally without causing mischief.

At some point, she had landed in a particularly decrepit section of the ruins, where the crumbling walls and half-buried statues spoke of an ancient past. She had been minding her own business, stuffing whatever she thinks valuable into her already-overflowing sack, when trouble had found her. She didn't put anything inside her bracelet because she doesn't want her snacks to get dirty with this old thing.

A gang of rough-looking miscreants cultivators, all wearing ragged cloaks with smug and evil expressions on their faces, had decided that a ten/eleven year old girl was an easy target. They observed Nima for a few minutes, then they stepped forward saying…

"Oi, little lady, that's a heavy bag for such tiny arms," one of them sneered, stepping forward.

"Why don't you let us the big people here help you out?" another chuckled, cracking his knuckles. The whole group erupted into laughter, clearly amused at their own wit.

Nima, however, was not. Her bright shining eyes narrowed as she slowly turned to face them. The wind tousled her short hair as she placed her hands on her hips.

"You idiots," she said, her voice dripping with confidence. "You really think I'm just some kid? I'm Big Boss Nima, and you just made the biggest mistake of your pathetic lives. How dare you think of robbing me?"

Without another word, she snapped her fingers saying.

"ARISE"

In an instant, Raka, her soul servant—who appeared as a human in a dark, tattered robe—materialized behind her. At the same time, Lumo, her massive, bear companion, growled from the shadows.

She chuckled to herself, 'I always wanted to say ARISE like solo leveling. But I didn't get any chance to show off. Now, My wish is fulfilled."

"What the hell?!" one of the robbers yelped, stumbling backward.

"L… Look, maybe we can—" They didn't get to finish.

With a flick of her wrist, Nima ordered Raka to attack, and the loyal soul servant moved with terrifying speed. In a blur, Raka swept through the group like a phantom, landing precise strikes that sent the miscreants tumbling. Lumo, ever the powerhouse, let out a mighty roar and charged, sending two of them flying into a nearby ruin wall.

"AHHHHHH!!"

The gang, now reduced to a pile of groaning bodies, twitched on the ground as Nima stood over them, victorious.

"Tsk, tsk," she sighed, shaking her head. "You guys really need to pick better career choices."

She kicked the leader mildly in the butt, making him groan. "How embarrassing," she mused. "Getting beaten up by a little girl? What will the other criminals say?"

The leader, half-conscious, let out a strangled sound that might have been an insult. Nima smirked.

"Anyway, congratulations! You just got recruited into my service. You have two choices—either you follow me and do whatever I say, or I make sure you regret ever being born. Choose now!"

The miscreants, recognizing that they had no real say in the matter, weakly nodded.

"Good! Now carry my treasure sack," she ordered, tossing the heavy bag at them.

Back to the Present, With the flashback over, the scene shifted to a lively makeshift camp where several of Nima's new "underlings" were hard at work, preparing a meal under her watchful eye.

Right now, everyone was engaged in the most important task of the day—cooking dinner for Boss Nima.

"This stew is garbage," Nima announced, tossing a spoonful onto the ground. The students and miscreants all froze.

"D… Did he just wet himself out of fear?" someone whispered.

"I… I think it's just unconscious," another said weakly.

Nima sighed dramatically and placed her hands on her hips. "Unbelievable. You people can't even make a simple stew!"

A terrified student raised his hand. "B… Boss Nima, maybe we could—"

"No excuses!" she yelled. "Listen, my brother is the greatest cook in the world! I don't expect you to make food at his level, at least try to cook something addable! Try again!"

The students and former robbers groaned but immediately went back to work. Some of them might have been cursing her in their heads, but they weren't stupid enough to voice their complaints out loud.

At that moment, Nima took a deep breath, looking around the lively camp. Despite her constant berating, she couldn't deny that she felt… at ease. The bickering, the movement, the noise—it reminded her of home. Of Kent and Auri.

For a brief moment, her shoulders slumped. "Where are they?"

With a quick shake of her head, she shoved those thoughts aside. No time for weakness.

"All right, you slackers!" she shouted. "I want results! Get moving before I decide to really show you what happens when you disappoint me!"

As night deepened, Nima and her group pushed further into the ruins. The air was thick with the scent of damp stone, and the flickering torches carried by her underlings cast jagged shadows across the ancient walls. Suddenly, they heard some people were screaming.

Rushing forward, Nima and her group emerged onto a broken stone path where four students, three boys and a girl were desperately fending off many monstrous creatures. The beasts, their fur matted with dirt and their claws glinting in the moonlight, circled the terrified students, baring their fangs.

Nima sighed, placing her hands on her hips. "Tsk, useless."

One of the boys, wild-eyed and breathing heavily, turned at the sound of her voice. "Help us! These things—"

Before he could finish, one of the creatures lunged. In a blur, Nima moved.

With a flick of her wrist, she sent out a pulse of spiritual energy, her soul servant Raka appeared in front of her. The shadowy figure intercepted the beast mid-air, catching it by the throat and slamming it into the ground. The creature let out a startled yelp, struggling against the crushing force.

The other two beasts hesitated for a split second, just enough time for Lumo, Nima's massive spirit soul bear to charge forward. With a bone-shaking roar, Lumo swiped at the nearest beast, sending it tumbling across the ruins.

The monsters, realizing they were now severely outmatched, tried to retreat.

Nima grinned. "Oh, no you don't."

The air around Nima shimmered as translucent soul chains materialized from her fingertips. They snaked through the air like ethereal serpents, coiling around the beasts and tightening with an unnatural pull.

The creatures howled—not in pain, but in submission. Their resistance shattered instantly. Their souls bent to her will.

Their glowing red eyes dimmed, turning a deep shade of violet. And then, as if compelled by instinct, all the beasts lowered their heads before her. Now, They were her underlings.

The rescued students stood frozen in sheer, absolute disbelief. "Who are you? You…" one of them stammered. "You just… tame all of them? Instantly? Without a contract?!"

"Just an eleven-year-old genius. Nothing special." Nima flexed her fingers, She gave a smug grin. "Of course, I can tame them. I'm Boss Nima, after all."

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Everyone looked at her with awe. No one knows how to respond to her.

With the new beasts added to her growing ranks, Nima wasted no time reorganizing her forces.

The exhausted students, still shaking from their near-death experience, barely had time to process their rescue before they were dragged into her ever-expanding army.

The criminals she had captured earlier were ordered to set up camp, while the students were given one simple instruction:

"Either follow my orders, or fend for yourselves out here."

Not surprisingly, they all chose the first option.

The number of beasts under her control was almost fifty, ranging from dire wolves and razorbeaks to massive horned lizards. Each one had been tame by her Soulbinder Authority, their spirits tethered to hers like unbreakable chains.

Nima sat atop Lumo, her largest and most powerful beast, observing her chaotic domain with a look of pure satisfaction. "This is going well," she mused.

One of the former criminals, now a begrudgingly loyal follower, trying to butter Nima. He muttered under his breath. "Boss. You're a legend, you know that? I am glad that I choose to follow you."

Nima beamed. "Thank you!"

The rescued boy, still trembling, hesitated before speaking. "S-So… what now?"

Nima tapped her chin. "Hmm… More treasure. More beasts. More power." The students paled. The criminals groaned. And the beasts?

The beasts roared in acknowledgment, ready to follow their tiny overlord wherever she led them next.

Thus, the legend of Boss Nima, the SSS-Rank Soulbinder, continued to grow. And somewhere, deep in the ruins, Kent and Auri were completely unaware of the absolute chaos Nima had unleashed, they were still searching for eachother.

By the time they reunite with each other, she might have already declared herself Queen of the Ruins.

For now, though, her legend was growing. The Reign of Big Boss Nima had only just begun.