You Ditched an R-Rank, Now That I’m an SSR, You Wanna Cry?-Chapter 8: Limitless

[Contracted Spirit Xia Yuan, Level Up: Lv.10 → Lv.11]
[Contracted Spirit Black Cat Spirit, Level Up: Lv.1 → Lv.15]
Mo Shiyu stared at the level-up notifications, slightly dazed.
No comparison, no pain.
Are you kidding me!
We fought over ten monsters around level twenty, and Xia Yuan only gained one level?!
Meanwhile, the pendant cat that barely helped on the side jumped fifteen levels in one go?!
As expected, SSRs require many times more experience to level up than ordinary Contracted Spirits.
“What are you zoning out for, Fatty Yu?”
Xia Yuan turned his head and saw Mo Shiyu still standing there like a statue.
Hearing him, she snapped back, hurriedly followed him, and with a small wave gathered up all the Spirit Stones on the ground, sucking them into the Spirit Tamer’s private space.
A Spirit Tamer’s space, built using spiritual power, can store Spirit Stones and various monster drops—very convenient, like a storage ring.
“This way of farming is a bit slow. Let’s speed things up.”
After saying that, Xia Yuan reached out and used the attraction from Cursed Technique Cang to grab Mo Shiyu by the waist, lifting her bodily into the air.
“Hey, hey... wait, what are you doing, Xia Yuan...!”
Before she finished speaking, he had already hoisted her and sprinted away at high speed.
The surroundings blurred past as gale-force wind hit their faces!
Monsters from the cave continuously attacked along the route, but Xia Yuan casually flicked them aside with a lift of his hand, crushing and annihilating them into Spirit Stones.
Spirit Stones kept flying automatically into the Spirit Tamer space at Mo Shiyu’s waist.
Mo Shiyu couldn’t resist at all—she was literally suspended like an object, only able to shout in despair:
“Couldn’t you at least carry me like a proper princess carry?!”
Little Black clung feebly to her collar and let out a plaintive “meow.”
That said, their boss-run speed shot up dramatically!
Xia Yuan killed while running, slashing through the cave tunnel like a swimming dragon.
Any monster that lunged was instantly pulverized beneath him.
In under five minutes,
they reached the final boss chamber.
Only then did Xia Yuan stop and set her down. “You’re heavy—time to lose some weight.”
Mo Shiyu was flustered. “What do you mean heavy?”
She had been carried the whole way and wobbled a bit on her feet, fixing her hair tousled by the wind.
They’d also killed many level-twenty-something mobs along the way, yet Xia Yuan’s level had only reached twelve.
Little Black was already level twenty...
Xia Yuan sized up the boss room ahead. “Fatty Yu, how much spiritual power do you have left?”
Mo Shiyu checked and looked surprised.
She had been the top rookie in spiritual power when she enrolled, and she also benefited from Little Black’s passive buff.
But after this run, she had already used thirty percent of her spiritual power!
“About seventy percent left...”
Mo Shiyu sounded deflated. Her pride—her spiritual power—was clearly insufficient compared to Xia Yuan.
And they hadn’t even fought the boss yet...
Xia Yuan put his hands on his hips and stretched.
This time he didn’t tease; he just wanted a clear idea so he could allocate his power. “Enough. Let’s fight the boss.”
Mo Shiyu nodded slightly, nerves taut, shrinking behind Xia Yuan for safety:
“Two-star boss rooms usually have level-40 bosses.”
“But there’s an extremely rare case where a level-50 red-name boss can spawn. They’re very hard to clear, but they drop tons of experience and Spirit Stones, plus rare materials.”
“They say the trigger is brutal; we probably won’t run into that...”
Xia Yuan slipped one hand into his pocket and pushed open the boss door with the other.
Hum... hum...
Inside the room, layer after layer of blue bonfires ignited in sequence, illuminating the surroundings.
The boss’s form materialized!
Hovering in midair was a black ghostlike creature.
It was enormous, roughly the height of three stories.
Draped in a star-stamped black cloak and wielding a huge scythe, it looked like a death god collecting souls!
A red-level marker—exclusive to red-name bosses—lit above its head, proudly proclaiming its fearsome name:
[Lv.50, Red-name Boss, Scythe of Calamity!]
Mo Shiyu’s beautiful eyes filled with terror; she swallowed hard.
“You’ve got to be kidding—what scares me shows up!”
Xia Yuan, however, grinned broadly. “Lucky break. Jackpot!”
The black ghost shuddered. A blast of air swept outward, sending Mo Shiyu’s hair flying and her robe fluttering; her exposed pale legs trembled uncontrollably.
It was her first close encounter with such a powerful boss, and she was genuinely frightened.
Seeing the crimson red-name, Mo Shiyu felt her courage drain. “Xia Yuan, maybe we should run. A level-50 red-name for a level-12 you is impossible to handle!”
Even with an SSR, a level-12 fighting a level-50 boss seemed unlikely...
Xia Yuan raised an eyebrow. “We’re already in the dungeon—can you really run now?”
Mo Shiyu pulled out the teleport crystal the academy had given new students and explained:
“The academy’s instance dungeons have a safety feature different from wild monster instances: you can use a teleport crystal to bail out anytime.”
Xia Yuan smiled with confidence and stepped forward. “No. Trust me. I told you—I’m the strongest!”
This was a godsend for leveling up—he wasn’t about to miss it.
Xia Yuan removed the eyepatch covering his face, revealing a pair of sky-blue, gemlike, dazzling eyes!
For a moment Mo Shiyu was stunned—this was the first time she’d seen him without the eyepatch.
She had never seen eyes so beautiful!
Like a deep ocean, like a clear blue sky, like a glittering galaxy...
Those eyes, paired with Xia Yuan’s handsome face and striking silver hair, were impossible to look away from!
Mo Shiyu unconsciously felt reassured and her fear eased.
The boss watched the silver-haired man approaching without any defensive stance and flew into a rage!
It swung its massive scythe down at Xia Yuan’s head!
Boom!
A terrifying gust swept the chamber.
Mo Shiyu shut her eyes in fear; when she opened them again, the razor-sharp scythe was frozen motionless right in front of Xia Yuan.
“Huh...?”
“What’s going on?”
Even the Scythe of Calamity looked stunned.
Xia Yuan brushed dust from his shoulder, his bright eyes fixed on the boss, a faint smile playing at his lips:
“Understand? Between us...”
He raised two fingers in a smile. “There’s an infinite distance.”
Xia Yuan knew Mo Shiyu wanted to learn about his ability so she could plan tactics in the future.
Although he felt it unnecessary, he still respected his master and explained:
“This is my Limitless Technique.”
“Essentially, it materializes Achilles and the Tortoise paradox.”
“It can interfere with matter at the atomic level and control space.”
“But it requires extremely precise control of curse power, so only those with the Six Eyes can use this technique.”
“Simply put, the Limitless Technique creates a relative standstill in reality—the closer an object or attack gets to me, the slower its speed becomes, so it can never actually touch me.”
Mo Shiyu was astonished.
She had seen many powerful Contracted Spirits’ skills on the Spirit Tamer official site, but she’d never seen something so blatantly broken!
The mathematical concept of infinity had actually been realized in reality!
Mo Shiyu had originally thought Xia Yuan was an arrogant show-off, but now she saw he had every reason to be proud!
With the Limitless Technique, even if Xia Yuan was only level ten, he could fight powerful enemies!
Because this skill is a mechanism-type ability, its effectiveness is not tied to level.
Whether he’s level ten or level one hundred, he can use it.
Which means,
Xia Yuan’s defensive capability is roughly equivalent to infinity?!