Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 172

Looking at that smug and silly face, the Pink Skirt Girl wanted to laugh but didn’t dare, scared that she’d give herself away the next second.

“Invincible Bro, you know we’re in a virtual world where everyone’s appearance is fake. Out there, no one knows who anyone is, but this experience is real. I want to trade something useful with you, and in return, you can…”

The Pink Skirt Girl left it at that, flashing a “you know what I mean” expression. After all, she’d hinted enough.

“Is this appropriate?” Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow, glancing at the words “Juice Girl” above the Pink Skirt Girl’s head, and immediately got the hint.

“Oh come on, does that even matter?” the Pink Skirt Girl made a teasing face.

“Alright!”

Ye Junlin nodded, visibly interested.

The Pink Skirt Girl felt a surge of joy inside.

Great, this guy finally took the bait.

No wonder his name is Invincible and Lonely; anyone with clear eyes could see what that loneliness meant.

This was the right move!

“Then… let’s get started,” the Pink Skirt Girl said, her alluring face showing shyness.

Suddenly, a medicinal pill was tossed at her feet, accompanied by an eager yet anxious voice, “Here, I want to see you do push-ups.”

The Pink Skirt Girl froze, her expression blank, with a huge question mark floating above her head.

What? Is this person messed up?

I’m almost undressed and you’re asking me that?!!

“You want me to do push-ups?” the Pink Skirt Girl blushed in embarrassment, “Come on, don’t joke around…”

“One medicinal pill not enough? Then I’ll give you a few more!” Ye Junlin waved his lavish hand, tossing six shiny pills down like he was giving scraps to a beggar.

The Pink Skirt Girl: “???”

“Invincible Bro, I think you’ve misunderstood my meaning. What I meant was you could have me do whatever you want, so feel free to ask boldly, even bolder!” The Pink Skirt Girl forced a smile, barely containing her anger.

“Oh~”

Ye Junlin seemed to understand, saying, “I get what you mean now.”

Only then did the Pink Skirt Girl breathe a sigh of relief, “Um, then let’s hurry up and start…”

“Then let’s do a few more sets of sit-ups!”

Ye Junlin blurted without thinking.

“You!” The Pink Skirt Girl felt like she was struck by lightning, her body trembling with rage, especially seeing that ridiculous face only fueled her fury.

Bastard, are you messing with me on purpose?

The Pink Skirt Girl clenched her teeth, unable to contain her murderous intent.

Originally, the plan was to lure him in with her charm and then get it on in a secluded little grove, taking swift action while he was wrapped up in sweet, tender moments. The success rate would’ve been greatly boosted.

But now he just wouldn’t follow through, insisting she do irrelevant exercises—did he figure something out and was just deliberately messing with her?

Amidst her exasperation, more fragments of Profound Level martial arts techniques appeared at her feet, startling her into disbelief, “Invincible Bro, you…”

“I’m asking you, do it or not?!” Ye Junlin exclaimed, like a nouveau riche, emphasizing his tone as if those technique fragments he tossed away were worthless trash to him.

The Pink Skirt Girl struggled internally, hesitating for a long moment before slowly nodding, biting her lip and leaning down to start doing push-ups.

With each rhythmic motion, her body trembled slightly.

No choice, that man was offering way too much!

At that moment.

The group readying for action was stunned by this absurd scene.

“What’s Juice Girl doing?”

One comrade’s eye twitched, “She’s actually doing push-ups?”

“Wait, now it’s time for sit-ups,” another said in shock.

The cultured man’s forehead bulged with veins, losing all his earlier calm demeanor, and angrily shouted, “Damn it, that guy is messing with us on purpose! Don’t wait any longer, everyone attack!”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

Four figures immediately sprang into action.

Some drew bows and arrows, shooting emanating dark energy, some raised shields and charged forward with hammers, while others, daggers in hand, stepped into shadows to ambush…

“Tsk,”

Ye Junlin, with no surprise at all, mocked, “Finally broke through.”

Seeing the Pink Skirt Girl show up, he knew things weren’t so simple; surely there was a group scheming behind the scenes. So he decided to go against the grain, intending to force these people to show themselves.

“Dare to mess with me, I’ll make sure you’re finished!” Once exposed, the Pink Skirt Girl flared up, angrily whipping out her silver whip, which slithered like a serpent, unleashing a sharp wind with formidable power.

“Getting anxious, are we?”

Ye Junlin wielded his great sword and sliced it cleanly; the silver whip couldn’t withstand the force and snapped, making the Pink Skirt Girl spit blood, both angered and aggrieved.

After all, that ridiculous face paired with those words was the ultimate provocation and mockery in her eyes.

“Mountain Smash!” The Tall Man, holding an ancient, hefty shield, charged with a yellow glow, resembling a violent bulldozer, stirring dust and sending debris flying.

“I’m slashing!”

The great sword swept with a blazing halo, crashing against the giant shield with a loud thud.

“Ugh…” The Tall Man watched helplessly as his shield was sliced in half, and the residual force knocked him back, crashing into a tree, covered in blood and critically injured.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~!

Arrow after arrow of dark energy came crashing in, trying to grab Ye Junlin’s attention. He didn’t even bother dodging, letting the arrows strike his black gold armor with metallic clangs.

Swish!

Hearing a sharp wind behind him, Ye Junlin knew someone was sneaking up on him. He raised his great sword and swung, a blazing sword light shooting out with awesome power.

“Ah…” That man screamed, his body turning into a mangled mess, falling at Ye Junlin’s feet.

Just as Ye Junlin was about to say something…

Six talismans suddenly floated behind him, all emitting a dark glow.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~!

Ye Junlin frowned, a dense black aura swirling around him, feeling like he was being invaded by some dark magic, his overall state plummeting.

“Hmm?”

As he turned around sharply, a refined man dressed as a scholar was right in front of him, wearing a face that radiated confidence from his cunning scheme.

“Six layers of weakening power trapped you; how do you explain this?”

The cultured man, holding a feather fan, laughed menacingly as he swung it with intention, a blindingly white light erupting—a low-grade earth spell.

If it hit Ye Junlin directly, it would undoubtedly inflict severe harm!

The cultured man felt quite confident, with the mindset that victory was assured, knowing the opponent bore six layers of weakening seals now and could barely lift a sword, leaving him no choice but to passively take hits.

Next, all he had to do was kill this guy and claim all of his resources—every martial art, every skill, and every piece of gear, all his!

As for the rest of the team, he’d simply handle them himself.

After all, by the end of this battle, they’d be of no use to him; it was better just to get rid of them all.

But…

That Juice Girl could stick around—she might still be useful!

Just as the feather fan, packed with terrifying power, was about to slam into Ye Junlin’s chest, a holy and peaceful white light burst forth from his body, dissipating all the black mist surrounding him and seemingly banishing any negative effects.

“What is this…” The cultured man’s eyes widened as an ominous premonition struck him.

Boom!

The spell slammed against the sword, releasing a brilliant explosion of light, energy rippling outwards.

“Impressive, impressive,”

Ye Junlin remained unmovable, solid as a mountain, thoughtfully saying, “Too bad, I brought purification.”