bookpower Chapter 29 – Good sword, good sword!
Chapter 29 – Good sword, good sword!
Any creature is at its most vulnerable when asleep.
So vulnerable that it can be easily killed by something many times weaker.
Just like now.
The black cat crouched down, its gaze locked on Chen Huaian's exposed neck.
It had just recently awakened, and if it were to confront a grown man head-on, it would be at a disadvantage. However, once it continued to recover and hunted more prey to regain its strength, even those four-wheeled iron boxes wouldn't be able to harm it anymore.
Thinking of those four-wheeled iron boxes.
A flash of hatred crossed the black cat's eyes.
Those cunning humans hid themselves in fast-moving four-wheeled steel boxes. The first time it encountered them, unaware of their nature, it was nearly run over!@@@@
So.
Revenge would start by devouring this human!
Whoosh—!
The black cat lunged at Chen Huaian, moving so fast it became a blur. It raised its paw, leaving a scarlet trail in the air.
This strike was aimed directly at the neck.
However, just as it was about to succeed.
Roar—!
A thunderous dragon roar echoed in the black cat's mind, making it dizzy and causing its agile limbs to stiffen, falling to the ground like a dead weight.
[Ancestral... Ancestral Dragon?]
[This aura... how is it possible?]
The black cat shakily climbed back onto the bed, shaking its dizzy head as it looked again at the man sleeping soundly, disbelief filling its eyes.
The commotion caused Chen Huaian to smack his lips and turn over, the blanket slipping off to reveal half of his back. The black dragon tattoo on his back was slowly moving, its eyes flashing with a piercing golden light, exuding an aura of majesty.
As if sensing the black cat's gaze.
Roar—!
Another dragon roar exploded in its mind.
The black cat's mind went blank, and it saw the dragon-shaped tattoo leap from the man's back.
[Oh no! Is this necessary?!]
Terrified, the black cat turned to flee.
However, the dragon's tail, edged with golden scales, swept over and knocked it back into the shoebox.
The shoebox lid snapped shut with a "bang."
[Ow—! Damn it, this human is protected by an Ancestral Dragon!]
The black cat curled up in the shoebox, trembling in pain, feeling as if its insides were on fire, even spitting out a mouthful of blood.
It had just awakened and its body was weak.
In this era devoid of spiritual energy, healing was difficult. First, it was hit by a four-wheeled iron box, then torn and carried by a bird, and now swept by a dragon's tail, its injuries were even more severe than before.
[No, I must leave this place, it's not safe to stay here!]
"Could it be that I can use the Tide Rising Technique too?"
He couldn't help but think of the Azure Lotus Sword Manual.
Could it be... he had to learn the Tide Rising Technique first before teaching it to Li Qingran?
Chen Huaian felt that with the game creator's twisted sense of humor, it was very likely they'd pull such a stunt.
"Making it so serious, as if cultivating could really make one immortal."
Shaking his head helplessly, he only considered these as small details to enhance player immersion.
[Your Virtual Girlfriend's gift has been delivered!]
[Your chosen loot has been delivered!]
Two consecutive notifications popped up.
The small gift was a beaded bracelet made by Li Qingran.
As for the loot, it was an item dropped after defeating Yefu Tian, which included a partial scroll of an Inner Strength Mental Technique called [Heavenly Demon Art - Fragment 1], a Low Grade spiritual artifact longsword, a damaged Mid Grade Spiritual Artifact, and several Spirit Stones.
At that time, the game prompted him to choose one item as the .
As for 'real'...
Having played this game for so many days,
He knew with his toes that it was a small gift from the game creator.
[Knock, knock, knock!]
There was a knock on the outer door.
Chen Huaian was initially startled, then, using his crutch, he sprang towards the door.
Today, he was determined to find out who was delivering packages so early in the morning!
However, upon opening the door, the outside was still empty.
"Could the person be a parkour expert?"
Chen Huaian looked towards the dark staircase on his right, not hearing any sound of someone descending.
Then they must have gone down through the window. If they did, he indeed wouldn't have been able to catch them in time.
"Tsk tsk, quite shy, ran away just like that."
Chen Huaian pulled his head back from the window, only to see two boxes lying at his feet.
One box was small, just enough to hold a beaded bracelet, with 'Qingran's Little Gift' written on it. The other box was long, about one and a half meters, with only three large characters on it—Loot.
"Just as I expected."
He reached down to pick up the box, but couldn't lift it with one hand. It was extremely heavy and fell back to the floor with a 'clang,' leaving a dent in the hotel's floor.
"Damn!"
Chen Huaian looked around guiltily, dragging a corner of the carpet over to cover the dent in the floor.
Only then did he solemnly lift the long box with both hands, sighing inwardly:
"What a sword, what a sword!
Hehe~"
He, Chen Huaian, finally had his own sword.