My SSS-Rank Skill and System is too OP in Modern Cultivation world

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666 hesitated, then nodded. He thinks, "So, just like me, his mission must be to reach the center. I need to find a chance to question him later."

With that, the two were absorbed into the larger group. The atmosphere was thick with tension as Kent casually leaned toward 666, whispering, "So, dark friend, ready to dance?"

666 barely turned his head. "Shut up." His voice was low and filled with menace.

One of the teachers, noticing their exchange, frowned. "Enough whispering! We move as one. Follow the rules."

Kent merely grinned but kept his thoughts to himself. "Oh, this is going to be fun. A dark alliance member walking right beside me? That's an unlimited SP bank waiting to be farmed. 'Ha! Ha! Ha!' You better keep your emotions in check, 666, or I'll drain you dry."

As the group fell into an uneasy silence, Kent's mind was already three steps ahead. He needed to find Nima and Auri, but at the same time, he had to uncover other hidden dark alliance members. After all He is a government official in training. He takes money from Nexus and Watcher, at least he could deliver a little hard, if needed.

Taking a deep breath, he finally spoke. "Alright, let's get moving."

And so began a new phase of the journey, one of pursuit, deception, and irreverent banter. Kent, ever the trickster, was eager to push forward while keeping his SP reservoir full. And 666, watching Kent with quiet suspicion, was already plotting how to turn the situation in his favor.

Neither trusted the other. But for now, they walked the same path.

A few minutes later…

The eerie ruins were filled with twisted, ancient trees, their bark covered in strange runes and gnarled branches stretching like the fingers of a dying man. The entire area was unsettling, but for Kent, it was just another opportunity for entertainment and earning some SP.

Their group had been cautiously advancing through the ruins when the trees moved.

At first, it was subtle, a slight rustle, an unnatural shifting in the air. Then, one of the trees attacked.

A massive root lashed out like a whip, nearly smacking a student off his feet. The boy yelped and scrambled backward, tripping over his own legs.

"Ouch! That hurts a lot.. WHAT KIND OF TREE DOES THAT?!" one student shrieked.

Kent, however, looked positively thrilled.

"Finally! Something interesting!" He grinned, dodging another wild root that slammed into the ground where he had just been standing. "I was starting to think this area was just a glorified history lesson. The fun is staring."

666, even the serious one, had already drawn his sword, slashing through a tree monster with cold precision. His blade cut through the thick bark, causing the creature to let out an unearthly screech.

Meanwhile, Kent was... being Kent.

Instead of properly fighting, he dodged and weaved between the monstrous trees, taking the opportunity to collect SP from every terrified scream, panicked retreat, and frustrated groan from his fellow students.

"Oh no, a scary tree! Whatever shall we do?" he teased, narrowly avoiding a branch that tried to smack him upside the head. "Do we fight? Do we run? Or—"

He abruptly grabbed one of the tree's roots and tickled it. The tree spasmed violently, shaking as if it had been electrocuted.

Ding! +600 SP copied from Tree (Confusion).

Ding! +800 SP copied from Tree (Mortal Terror).

666, in the middle of cutting down another monster, froze for a split second. "Did… did you just tickle a tree?"

Kent nodded, delighted. "Turns out they're very sensitive! Who knew? It's a very useful move, you should try it."

Another student was not having as much fun. "JUST KILL THEM ALREADY!" he wailed, swatting wildly at a tree with a dagger.

Eventually, after a chaotic few minutes of tree-slashing, root-dodging, and Kent terrorizing the poor tree monsters in the weirdest ways possible, they managed to clear out the area. The twisted creatures collapsed one by one, dissolving into lifeless wood.

As the others caught their breath, Kent noticed something odd, 666 was off to the side, carefully carving something into a tree with his sword.

Ever curious, Kent wandered over, hands casually in his pockets. "Oi, dark and mysterious comrade, what're you doing? Leaving your signature? '666 was here'?"

666 didn't even look at him. "I'm leaving hints for our people."

Kent's eyes lit up. "Ohhh, secret dark alliance markings? That sounds important."

Without warning, he held out his hand. "Gimme your sword. I wanna do it too."

666 hesitated. He thinks, " This guy (Kent) should have known about the alliance secret marking, yet he was way too furious talking about it. Maybe he's just ignorant. There are many like him in my team too." After a moment, he handed the weapon over.

Big mistake. Kent immediately swung the sword and attacked the tree.

"TAKE THIS, YOU OVERGROWN PIECE OF FIREWOOD!"

666's expression was unreadable as Kent hacked wildly at the marking, slashing the tree like it owed him money.

Ding! +500 SP copied from the tree (Pain).

Ding! +600 SP copied from tree (Fear).

Ding! +750 SP copied from 666 (Confusion).

Ding! +999 SP copied from 666 (Suspicious).

The notifications flooded in. Kent's grin widened. "Huh! This tree is a monster and its just acting like a normal tree. This was amazing! Who knew trees had so many emotions? "

666, however, was watching with growing suspicion.

"This guy… he's messing with me. He never talked about the alliance. He never shared his mission. And now, he was stabbing a tree for no reason."

'He's not one of us.'

Ding! +999 SP copied from 666 (suspicious).

666's grip tightened on his sword. Enough games. I need to force him to talk.

He took a step forward, ready to attack.

And then— "Oi, what are you two doing?"

Both Kent and 666 froze. A student had arrived, his face twisted in serious discomfort. He looked like a man on the brink of disaster. The kind of man who had just lost a battle against bad food.

"The teachers are looking for you two," the student continued, shifting uncomfortably. "Also, wait… you marked this tree?"

He suddenly looked relieved.

"Ohhh, smart! A toilet marking! Brilliant!"

Kent blinked. "Wait, what?"

The student clutched his stomach. "I was looking for a place to poop! Good job, guys."

And then, right in front of them, he started preparing himself. He takes off his pants.

666's face went completely blank.

Kent? He was dying inside.

Ding! +900 SP copied from 666 (Pure Rage).

Ding! +750 SP copied from 666 (Mortification)

"Oh, this is beautiful," Kent whispered to himself, biting his lip to keep from laughing.

666, shaking with barely contained fury, turned slowly toward Kent. "You… planned this, didn't you?"

Kent placed a hand over his heart. "Dark buddy, I wish I was that much of a genius."

The student, still oblivious to the tension, waved them off. "Thanks again! I'll make good use of this spot!"

666 turned and walked away.

No words. No threats. Just sheer, seething rage. Kent, wiping away a tear of laughter, followed after him. "Aw, come on, don't be mad. Think of it this way, you've left your legacy in these ruins. Generations from now, people will come here, see your mark, and think: 'Ah, the legendary toilet tree!'"

666 didn't reply.

Ding! +999 SP copied from 666 (Anger).

Ding! +999 SP copied from 666 (Frustration).

As they reached the camp, the teachers immediately fixed them with suspicious stares. "Where have you two been?"

Kent spread his arms dramatically. "Ah, you wouldn't believe it! We were on a sacred mission. A matter of great importance."

666, still fuming, muttered under his breath, "I hate you."

Kent patted him on the back. "And yet, you haven't attacked me yet. That's called friendship."

A few hours later, After a long and chaotic day of fighting tree monsters and, uh… accidentally marking a legendary toilet tree, the group finally settled down for the night. The camp site was near the area where they defeated the tree monsters and the poop trees.

The campfire flickered in the darkness, casting eerie shadows across the ruined forest. The other students were exhausted, already snoring away in their sleeping bags.

Kent? He was sprawled out on the ground, arms and legs spread wide, completely at peace with life. "Ah, what a beautiful night," he sighed. "The stars are twinkling, the air is crisp, and best of all this is fake isn't it!"

Ding!

+500 SP copied from 666 (Suppressed Rage).

"—I can still farm points from my favorite dark buddy. You are really a SP bank. Why are you thinking of me instead of sleeping? Wait… is he gay?" a cold shivering run down the Kent body.

A few feet away, 666 sat quietly, staring into the fire. His grip on his sword was tighter than usual.