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

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Nima used her Soulbinder power, summoning four black spiritual chains ⛓️ that pulled the robber's soul into her black hole.

"I got him, Kent. What's next?" she asked confidently.

"What? You captured him that easily?" Kent replied, astonished.

"Of course! I'm a genius. What did you expect?" Nima said with pride. "Now, what do we do?"

"Let's get out of here quickly," Kent said. "We need to go home. Then we'll test your new servant."

They swiftly left the location and returned to their home.

Meanwhile, after leaving the battle area, Miss Elena and Stone—both Tier-3 Watchers—reported the incident to the NEXUS and WATCHER headquarters.

"There has been a Level-C unknown cultivator in Metro City," Miss Elena said, her voice serious. "He's possibly a Dark Alliance member. The robber used a Dark Alliance technique to level up forcibly. The unknown cultivator killed him to prevent any information from leaking."

In a room full of monitors, several people dressed in black coats, along with some government officials in suits, sat around a round table, discussing the incident and reviewing video footage.

Liam, a Level-B cultivator from Nexus, spoke first, his eyes glued to the screen. "It's definitely a Level-C cultivator. Based on the footage, he seems to be strength-oriented, and his sword technique suggests he's been practising a specialized style."

SLAM!

Jade Monroe, another Level-B cultivator from Nexus, smashed the table in frustration. "What's there to discuss? Why are you two hesitating, Logan and Liam? I'll go and catch the Dark Alliance member myself. I'll bring him back. I need to go to Metro City now. Get ready, I'm coming!"

Yang Li, another Level-B cultivator, holding a brush in his hand, added, "I'll send over some of my beast talisman paper. Go after that Dark Alliance member. They've killed many across the country trying to seize the ruins and pocket dimension."

Logan, the leader of Nexus and a Level-B cultivator, spoke with authority, his voice calm but firm. "Alright, Jade. You go. But listen carefully. Don't cause any problems this time. You always manage to mess things up. And don't act greedy. I know why you're so eager to go to Metro City—the ruins will be opening soon."

Back at Kent's house, Nima and Kent stepped inside. Kent's mind was racing with ideas. He could create the most substantial organization in the world using the physique enhancement fruits. However, two things were holding him back:

First, the money required to handle such an organization. He didn't have enough yet, but the robber's hidden wealth could help. Second, he needed a strong cultivator as the leader, someone loyal to both him and Nima. Kent knew he couldn't lead—at seventeen, no one would take him seriously. He had to stay hidden, his power a secret. But now, with the robber's money and Raka as their servant, both problems might be solved.

Kent turned to Nima. "Summon the robber, Raka. Let's access his memory. We need to find out where he hid the money. With that, we can build our team and make them loyal to us."

Nima summoned the robber, and his form materialized—black, shining with spiritual energy. But Kent's expression shifted. Something was off. The robber's spiritual power didn't feel the same as before.

"System, use appraisal on Raka," Kent ordered, a frown crossing his face.

Ding!

Name: Raka Status: Soul Servant of Soulbinder Nima Cultivation: Level-D (middle) Physique: Level 4 Skill: Strength – Double the average

"Damn it," Kent muttered under his breath. "His level dropped. Could it be because of the forced level-up technique he used with that stone? But still, it's not bad. We can level him up using the Soul Refinement Orb."

Kent paused, noticing something else. "Wait... why is he only wearing underwear? What the hell, Nima? Where's his clothes?!"

"What are you yelling about, Kent?" Nima replied, raising an eyebrow. "You told me to summon him. I summoned him. Why are you acting like you've never seen a spirit before?!"

Kent walked closer to Nima, frowning. "I didn't take you out at midnight to capture a powerful spirit just to satisfy some strange hobby of yours. Why is he only wearing underwear?"

"Why would a dead person need clothes?" Nima countered, laughing. "And he looks like a fighter from WWE—all muscles. I gave him the WWE look. What's wrong with that?"

Kent rubbed his temples. "What will people think when I use him as the leader of an organization? He can't just wear underwear. I need him to look like a boss."

"Nima, give him some clothes. A suit or something!"

"No way," Nima replied stubbornly. "I want him to look like the WWE. You know nothing, Kent. The most important thing in life is to be happy. And I'm happy with how my servant looks. Why are you complaining?"

Kent sighed. "If you need a big boss, I'm available for the job. I always wanted to be the big boss. You want me to give my soul servant that position? Not happening."

With a huff, Nima turned to the fridge, singing to herself as she grabbed a snack. "I want some food. Some food for my tummy. I don't have a mummy. When my brother cooks food, my tummy will be full."

"La La La Lah~~"

"Nima," Kent called out, shaking his head. "Listen to me. I'll give you a lot of money if you let him be the big boss. You can buy all the snacks you want with that money. How much do you want? It doesn't matter if he becomes the big boss of the group."

"You're the boss, Kent," Nima replied thoughtfully. "That makes you the real big boss. He'll be your manager. Like those TV shows, you know? A hidden big boss, pulling all the strings while the manager does all the work."

Nima paused for a moment, imagining the possibilities. Then, she smiled evilly. "Alright, Kent. I'll let you use him however you want. But I want enough money for one month's worth of all my favourite snacks. Deal?"

Kent grinned widely. "Deal! No more discussion. Now, go ahead and check his memory. Let's see where the money is hidden and how much. Hopefully, it's enough to create an 8-10 person team. I can level them up with physique enhancement fruits."

A few seconds later, Kent asked impatiently, "How is it, Nima? Can you see anything? How long will it take?"

"I can't see anything," Nima replied, a frown crossing her face. "Nothing's coming into my mind. What should I do, Kent?"