Chapter 2: Sexual System, Swift Blade Technique

"Get out!" Without hesitation, Yami threw the panting woman out the bed and pushed her out of the room.

The woman was scared witless and the guards outside were bewildered. However, Yami didn't pay them any attention and locked the door.

He shifted his attention on the blinking screens levitating in front of him.

[Congratulations! The Host has unlocked an achievement: Becoming the Host of the Sexual System]

[The Host has received the following reward: 100 EXP]

[The Host has leveled up!]

[The Host has leveled up!]

[The Host has leveled up!]

[The Host has leveled up!]

[Status:

Name: Yami Satsujin

Level: 4

Exp: 0(50)

Title: Demon Yami, Evil Ronin

Affiliation: Gang Leader of the Devil Gang

Attributes:

Str (Strength): 1.4+.4=1.8

Agi (Agility): 1.6+.4=2.0

Int (Intelligence): 1.2+.4=1.6

Cha (Charisma): .9+.4=1.3

End (Endurance): 1.5+.4=1.9

Per (Perception): 1.4+.4=1.8

Special Attribute:

Tao (Tao): ??

Free Blank Attribute Points: .8

Free Blank Skill Points: 4

Skills: Swift Blade Technique Level 3(Peak Mastery Stage 1: Swift Initiate){Passive}, Flicker Steps Level 2 (Mid Mastery Stage 1: Swift Strider Initiate){Active}, Meditation Level 2 (Mid Mastery Stage: Inner Focus Initiate)

Evaluation: A leader of a small gang in a small town. Has considerable strength.]

As soon as he heard the notifications of leveling up, he immediately felt his insides began to stir.

His muscles tightened and expanded, his tendons growing stronger, and his blood surged with an invigorating flow.

Only after a while did the changes stop.

Yami lowered his head. He looked at his palms before clenching them into fists.

He felt stronger.

No, he became stronger.

His whole body was soaked with sweat, not because of the earlier sexual acts, but because of the sudden transformation of his body.

"Th-this..." After understanding what just happened, Yami's face flushed in excitement.

His smile became even wider, almost looking creepy.

"Hahaha!"

It took him several seconds to suppress his emotions.

"I'm really blessed, aren't I?"

Yami left the bed and knelt on the ground. He placed his hands and head on the floor.

"Thank you for giving me this wonderful gift!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yami banged his head on the wooden floor 3 times.

After a while, Yami rose to the ground and sat on the edge of the bed.

He looked at the interface with a smile.

Yami was not unfamiliar with this situation. He had read hundreds of books and novels with the same theme.

Transmigration, and System.

Initially, the day Yami was transmigrated to this world, he had waited for his cheat to awaken but after a day, there was no system.

Hence, Yami, who was already satisfied having a good body, didn't mind it.

Afterwards, he used his identity and influence to live a like a small king in the small town. He forced himself on women while some willingly came to his bed and offered themselves to him. He also loved to bully weak individuals, he savored the look of despair and helplessness painted on their faces.

As for feeling guilty and all, Yami didn't feel a bit of it. He was shackled by the peaceful rules of the modern society for all of his life.

After arriving in this backward world, Yami was like a beast being unshackled by rules. He felt he was rightfully appeared in this world.

"Hmm. It's like those in RPG games, huh." Yami began to scrutiniz his status window. He was very familiar with this kind of system.

His gaze lowered until it stopped at a particular attribute.

Tao.

"What is this Tao? Is it some kind of energy or power?" Yami rubbed his beardless chin in wonder.

Unfortunately, the system didn't provide any sort of information regarding Tao.

However, for some reason, it felt familiar.

He felt like he had heard of it some time ago.

Still, no matter how much he pondered, he couldn't remember it.

Annoyed, Yami waved his hand and cast aside his curiosity regarding Tao.

He resumed scrutinizing his status.

His sight affixed on his skills.

Swift Blade Technique was a technique that previous Yami's father taught him from the young age.

The Swift Blade Technique was a combat style that emphasized lightning-fast swordsmanship and deadly precision.

His father, user of this technique could be considered formidable in close-quarters combat.

With a single fast strike, an enemy's head would detach from its body.

As for, Flicke Step, it was some kind of footwoork skill. Yami loved this technique because it allowed him to move swiftly and appear in front of weaklings, scaring them into pissing.

Suddenly, Yami's eyes flashed. With a smile, he clicked the '+' sign beside the Swift Blade Technique.

[This action requires 4 Skill Points. Does the Host wish to proceed?]

"That's perfect." Yami liked even numbers.

Without further hesitation, Yami pressed 'Yes'.

Instantly after, the status window brightened.

Suddenly, there was a surge of memories flooded his head causing Yami's eyes to blank.

He suddenly found himself standing on a mountain top. A few meters away from him stood a no-top Yami. The look-a-like Yami was holding a sword, swinging, lashing, and stabbing it in the air.

It was as if he was fighting an imaginary enemy.

From day to night, from night to another day, the look-a-like Yami didn't stop a second and tirelessly practiced his craft.

It was boring to watch.

Hence, Yami, after several hours of watching, began to explore the mountain top.

The mountain was filled with brimming trees, flowers, and bees.

It was like a paradise.

"This looks strangely familiar." As Yami began this train of thought, his vision suddenly blurred.

After that a second, Yami's eyes returned to normal and he found himself on the same spot where he arrived.

In front of him was his look-a-like, his eyes were closed, his sword was sheathed.

The look-a-like Yami slowly raised his hands and held the hilt of the swordm

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was an arc and a sound of wind whistling.

"Amazing!"

Yami stood, agaped in amazement.

The look-a-like Yami slashed his sword at a very fast speed!

Then, the sight in front of him crumpled into small fragments like a glass getting shattered.

Immediately after, Yami found himself seated on the edge of the bed, in front of him was the status window.

[Swift Blade Technique Level 4( Low Mastery Stage 2: Blurred Streak Novice){Passive}]

Yami's body suddenly felt hotter, his muscles stretching, his veins on arms appearing.

He was strangely exhausted.

It felt he had trained for a long time.

"That was exhausting..." Yami's voice trailed off as his body fell onto the bed, dozing.