Number One Dungeon Supplier

"What?! This cannot be! How can there be another entity here? *cough* I made sure to seal us up?!" Wang Ba Tan was losing consciousness after losing out in this particular match, mainly due to the strange properties of Jin's subconsciousness.

Wang Ba Tan started to realise that he was about to get killed by Jin once the White Tiger pounced on him. With his experience, he had begun to activate his spiritual version of the Dantian Core so that he could remain hidden inside Jin. Wang Ba Tan had no idea that his Dantian Core was being tracked and taken out from its 'hiding' place.

Gramps Ming fiddled with the spiritual Dantian Core as Wang Ba Tan was still being pinned down by the White Tiger and his face turned to one of sheer shock.

"Not just another entity. The one you boldly chose to impersonate! All this time you have been here, I allowed you to play along with Jin. So be grateful that I gave you such a chance." Ming said as the White Tiger took the opportunity to bite even harder and more blood spilt onto the black concrete tiles.

"You mean…the reason this kid has no mental barrier around him is because of you?! You are actually the master of his unconscious plane?!" Wang Ba Tan shouted coarsely, not satisfied with dying in ignorance.

"I wouldn't go so far as calling myself the master of this place. If anything, I am more of an occupant. I got to switch off the viewing camera when he wants to have his alone time, right?" Ming joked, and Jin facepalmed while taking his sword out of Wang Ba Tan.

"I have enough people peeking into my life, I honestly do not need you to do the same," Jin complained.

"Well, what's one more?! Besides, you have to check out on this particular AV star. Last I saw her before I succumbed to my illness, she was totally breathtaking. I am convinced by now she should have realised her potential! I can give you her actress name and the name of the video I was talking about. Though you have to use a VPN to watch it. You probably cannot -"

"Gramps! SERIOUSLY?!?! Not in front of the enemy!" Jin was starting to get embarrassed.

"What does it matter? His life is basically over. Maybe in his next life, he will repent and instead of following a crazy ideology, he will actually enjoy his life more by watching some lustful videos as side entertainment." Ming countered with a smirk on his face, and that insult alone was enough to garner the last remaining strength within Wang Ba Tan.

"Don't be so cocky just because you have my Dantian Core! I am still the best dream manipulator around! I am the Parasitic Worm Cultivator of the Banned Emperor!! I WILL-" Before he could finish his sentence and set his remaining chi up to explode, the White Tiger of the West, smashed his head into the ground without mercy and released a thunderous shock that blew Jin away. Ming was barely standing straight after its attack, but at least he was able to withstand it.

"Woah. This feisty tiger here is not taking any chances." Ming said as he realised the orb he was holding had been obliterated into dust. Even as he withstood the thunder shock, the spiritual Dantian Core was not able to face the terrifying destructive backlash by the White Tiger.

"I honestly did not expect it to be this strong. Does it mean that the White Tiger was holding back when I was fighting against it?" Jin asked as he could still feel his entire body pulsating with electricity and decided to stay on the ground and concentrate on his breathing.

"Well, duh. It is one of the Legendary Cardinal Demons. Like you, it had been stripped down of its powers, and even its strength got nerfed to oblivion to match your measly little cultivation." Ming teased as he scratched the back of the White Tiger while generating some chi water to wash its mouth away from all that terrible meat.

"Still, it recognised your determination and diligence. Not every cultivator would dare to face it a second time, let alone multiple times like a madman that came out from a cave after seclusion." Ming said as he and the White Tiger walked towards Jin.

"Also, you remembered what I said about it, huh?" Ming added as the White Tiger took the chance to lick Jin over his face while he pondered over his grandfather's words.

"Gosh, his tongue feels like needles coming out, touching all over my cheek area. It's a little spiky and yet oddly soothing."

"You find poking needles smoothing? Hahahahha! Spoken like someone who would have one?" Ming made such a cold sex joke onto Jin that he could not help but roll his eyes.

"What do you know, stupid jeezer?!"

"Oh, you want to compare, do you? You want to be demoralised to the point that you won't be able to face reality? I can pull my pants down anytime." Ming dared Jin to do the same.

"Someone please get me out of this plane!"

"Sorry, but I can't let you do that. Not when your body is in such dire shape. You are lucky I managed to secretly pull you into this area. Else your mind would be dead too, and then the System would have to try resurrecting you." Ming denied his plea as he snapped his finger and the entire imagery of the inner black hall sanctum collapsed. They returned to where they were before, and this time Jin felt extremely cold being stuck in the snow.

The White Tiger was not helping when it decided to snudge itself around Jin, disabling him from moving away from it. Perhaps payback? Jin did not want to speculate any further and allowed it to do as it pleased.

"By the way, I am also quite curious about how you realised that Wang Ba Tan was a fake? Am I that easy to read?" Ming stroked his beard a little as he sat down on the bench and watched Jin stuck in the snow as the White Tiger yawned.

"See. The bench did not creak when you sat down on it. Never. Even at such an awkward position, you are still somehow able to avoid letting out a single noise." Jin explained as the White Tiger started to feel more relaxed with the petting.

"It was one of your habits while alive. There was never a moment where you made a sound when sitting, and your footsteps were silent. Sometimes I wondered whether you were trained by a ninja boss. I tried emulating that when I was younger, but never managed it."

"That's all? Damn, grandson. Picking up such weird things to symbolise your grandfather." Ming smirked as he conjured a femur bone for the White Tiger to chew on.

"I could go on, but nevermind that, what did you mean by the System would 'try' to resurrect me? What's the matter with that? My Dantian Core data should be with the System at all times." Jin asked as he started to pick his courage and pet the tiger.

"Haven't you picked up on it? You should have heard stories from me, Kraft, Yun and probably the System as well. Didn't you ever wonder why the System Users always struggled and why there was no prosperity even when we had such an enormous super entity supporting us?"

"I …No." Jin initially did not understand what Ming was saying until he started to think back.

"Never questioned why the System grants you Bellators who are all-powerful to a point that you do not even actually need to raise a finger?" Ming hinted strongly until it somehow clicked.

"I …cannot be resurrected?"