"Name: Ye Se Liming."

"Realm: Mortal."

"State: Ordinary."

"Health: 72/100."

"Yuli (Force): 31 (+20)."

"Xieli (Defense): 31 (+20)."

"Talent: Night Breathing (Human-Grade High)."

"Skill: Analysis (Human-Grade Low)."

"Lifespan: 11 days, 12 shichen (hours)."

Fang Yue’s initial stats were 1 point of yuli and 1 point of xieli.

Killing the little female ghost added 10 points to each stat.

The base stats had reached 11 points.

Now, in the dead of night, with the blessing of [Night Breathing], the stats were as high as 31 points!

The health上限(maximum) had also become 100 points, because the severely injured state was lifted.

As Fang Yue thought this, his health had already recovered to 100/100.

According to this health recovery speed, Fang Yue felt like he was invincible.

He was a little lightheaded, and at that moment, he felt like his mind was playing the same song on repeat.

Tear!

A slender fingernail suddenly poked out from his stomach.

The fingernail was half a meter long, sharp and pointed.

Tear!

Tear!

Tear!

Before long, more fingernails drilled out of his stomach.

At that moment, Fang Yue was completely sure that this thing was a guiyi (monster)!

The little guiyi stood there, its stomach full of fingernails, its head looking around, its bleeding eyes seemingly having lost their sight.

Then, the little guiyi sniffed its nose and suddenly locked its head onto Fang Yue.

Roar!

A mouthful of brownish-yellow breath came out.

"Well done!"

Fang Yue, full of confidence, shouted loudly and prepared himself.

Killing guiyi can give you yangshou (lifespan) and increase stat points.

It seemed that this was the way to become stronger in this game.

I completely understand now.

After passing the newbie trial of the [Index Finger Gui], now is my time to kill monsters.

"Bold guiyi, I want you to help me cultivate!"

The little guiyi heard this and let out another ghostly roar.

It crouched on all fours like a beast and rushed forward...

Bang!!

Fang Yue only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a sharp pain immediately came from his chest. His body suddenly became uncontrollable and flew up.

A terrifying number appeared directly above his head.

-95!

He felt like he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck, both painful and bewildered.

Thud!

With another loud noise, he crashed heavily into the broken Buddha statue behind him and collapsed to the ground.

A prompt to lose health appeared above his head again.

-3!

Fang Yue was stunned, dazed, and dumbfounded.

Looking at his remaining health, his hands were shaking.

"Health: 2/100."

"System notification: You have fallen into a severely injured state."

Damn it, a monster!

This is a level 100 Boss!

Fang Yue was dumbfounded.

He had almost been killed in seconds right after leveling up. Was this really a newbie monster!

[Night Breathing] activated, health and injuries were rapidly recovering.

"System notification: Congratulations, you have recovered from your severely injured state."

[Night Breathing] was so powerful, but Fang Yue couldn't be happy.

It was a joke. Someone else could one-punch him for 100 health, killing him instantly. What was the use of recovering health so quickly!

Looking at the little guiyi again...

Wait, where's the little guiyi?

Fang Yue looked around the broken temple in confusion for the little guiyi that wouldn't follow up with an attack, but he only found a new human-shaped hole in the broken temple.

Following the human-shaped hole, he looked outside.

In the heavy rain, a small figure was spinning around in place like a headless fly, shouting loudly and nervously at its surroundings.

The performance was like a blind man who had suddenly rushed into a noisy bar and dance hall, completely lost.

"This guy really can't see."

Fang Yue immediately understood.

Now, there were two choices in front of Fang Yue.

One, run away.

Two, fight.

Without any hesitation, Fang Yue made his choice.

Little guiyi, sorry to bother you!

Fang Yue shrunk into the shadows, facing the little guiyi, staring at the target, his body slowly retreating.

Surviving is the priority!

Perhaps because of nervousness, Fang Yue tensed up almost every nerve when retreating. Every step back was taken with all his strength.

So when a thunderclap sounded, Fang Yue suddenly froze.

He saw that in front of him, the route he had just retreated along had actually left deep footprints in the solid yellow mud of the broken temple.

Each footprint was estimated to be at least five or six centimeters deep into the soil, forming a concave groove for each footprint.

Damn! My foot strength is so strong!

Fang Yue's heart inexplicably began to swell again.

Could it be… that I didn't perform well just now? Actually, I'm already explosively strong?