The God Virus

Now that he had won, instead of leaving, seemingly proud, Virus raised his head and shouted in a provoking tone, "Is there no one else? No one courageous enough?"

Indeed, since there was still a chosen one's slot remaining, Virus attempted to arouse a disciple's honor in hopes of another one stepping up to confront him.

He wasn't just going to miss the opportunity to earn an additional hundred first-grade Qi Ingots.

Unfortunately, even after an entire minute was gone, not a single disciple was stirred into motion.

Apparently, Cray had been the strongest disciple to be present in the Recreation Training Center today.

Meanwhile, seeing no one daring to volunteer to go against this charismatic dark horse, the crowd was filled with sensations of admiration and amazement while a loud cheer of applause targeted at Virus boomed the colosseum!

CHEEER~

WOOOOAAAH~

YEAAAAAH!

Nonetheless, seeing no one daring to accept his challenge, releasing a disappointed sigh, Virus concluded, 'Seems like I can't earn the final one hundred Qi Ingots.'

Hence, since no one plucked up the courage to come forward, it meant the last chosen one could return home without even participating in the event today. He was passively saved.

Since everything had been dealt with, there was no point in remaining in the middle of the arena, thus, Virus retreated into the waiting section.

When he returned, four zealots greeted him, "Welcome back, boss!"

Gazing at the fanatical glimmer within the four's pupils, Virus only let out a helpless sigh and announced, "You four are all saved now, you may go back to your homes. But the money is all for me to take, so don't go back on our earlier promise."

"Boss! Not talking about money, even this old Archie is for you to take. I belong to you now." An uncompromising shimmer glaring back at Virus, Archibald declared stubbornly.

"Get the fuck out! What would I need an old bag of bones for? Also, why do you make it sound so wrong!?" Virus was on the verge of slapping the old dude dead any seconds now.

"Just kill me then, boss!" Kowtowing on the ground, like a servant asking his king for death, Archibald implored to be murdered exaggeratedly.

Immediately, Virus unleashed some of his murderous intent and urged the oldie, "Then come here, Imma slaughter you for real!" 

"Have mercy upon this fragile underling of yours, Boss!" Comically, while remaining in that kowtowing pose, Archibald retreated instead of getting closer.

'Should I kill him and be done with it?' By now, veins were pulsing through Virus' neck, when abruptly, the other door was unlocked and pushed open.

Click~

Subsequently, the same buffed-up middle-aged guy made an appearance as he throw a pouch in Virus' direction who caught it effortlessly.

"You killed four disciples; therefore, you'll be rewarded with four hundred first-grade Qi Ingots. Take it and leave." Then turning toward the other four, he commanded, "You four are also permitted to leave. So, leave!"

Then, without looking back, the buffed-up guy left.

Inspecting the items inside the pouch, Virus was faced with the view of hundreds of small stones, radiating slight Qi from themselves.

"So, these are Qi Ingots." Truthfully, Virus was already aware of the existence of this famous currency of the Cultivation Multiverse of Qi prior to even returning to the past.

Alas, the Qi Ingots in his possession were only the trashiest first-grade Qi Ingots in existence. Above the first grade, respectively, there existed the second grade, the third grade, the fourth grade, and so on.

However, one detail worth mentioning about the term 'Qi Ingot' was that it was just a general and an overarching term used for a 'variety' of Qi Ingots in existence. If one looked at it in a more specific manner, there were various types of Qi Ingots with their own particular names and tags.

Albeit, no one wanted or cared enough to waste their precious time on memorizing the title of each specific Qi Ingot in the world which were simply too many! 

Thus, the cultivators came up with the universal name of 'Qi Ingot' which encompassed all types. All they had to do was determine the level and the quality of Qi the mineral possessed and then proceed to grade it accordingly.

The variety of Qi Ingots was such a broad field that even when it came to the first-grade Qi Ingots alone, apparently, there were several types of minerals that formed in nature while each had its own specialized title.

For example, when Virus visited the Cultivation Earth for the first time, at the final match between him and Rossefin, many disciples had gambled various types of gemstones such as Peridoto Qi Gemstone and Jasper Qi Gemstone on the probability of Rossefin winning and becoming the champion of the Martial Contest. Those gemstones were in fact generally incorporated as first-grade Qi Ingots.

"My heavens! Never in my entire pathetic life have I seen so many Qi Ingots together! You're a nouveau riche now, boss!" Suddenly, an additional old head popped right beside Virus's ear, gasping in astonishment.

Feeling annoyed, Virus transferred the pouch into his spatial container much to the shock of Archibald.

"Boss, where did the Qi Ingots go to? Did someone steal it?" Being ignorant about spatial containers, Archibald screamed in alarm. "Who! Who dares steal my boss's money?!"

"Shut up." Irritated by the old man, Virus left the room and moved toward the outside of the colosseum.

Tap~ Tap~

As he got closer and closer to the exit, however, more veins covered Virus' forehead as he paused at last and queried, "Why do you four keep following me? Don't you have any family members or a home waiting for your return? Just go back."

To that, Archibald was the first one to tilt his head down in some sadness before proclaiming, "Sigh… boss, this old man is all by himself, my dear wife has long since left me alone in this cruel world. Moreover, there had been no children between us. You're all I have now, so don't abandon me please." 

Even though it was hidden well from the other three, when Archibald mentioned his wife, Virus spotted a tinge of sadness accompanied by rage which confused Virus.. Obviously, there was more to the story of his wife than meets the eye.