Shop Update

A day later, Chang Ping's strength had surged to over twelve thousand jin, making him a Gold Star One Warrior.

He could now face a group of Black Water Mysterious Turtles and still come away unscathed.

After all, Black Water Mysterious Turtles were only Silver-ranked demon beasts. His strength was now more than enough to crush them.

On top of that, his Dark Energy could now ignore a hundred percent of his enemies' defenses. What was more, he had automatically comprehended the more advanced Hua Jin.

Hua Jin could reduce physical damage. At Gold Star One, it reduced damage by 20%.

"As the saying goes, to do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools!"

Chang Ping summoned the shop interface, ready to exchange for the weapon he'd had his eye on yesterday.

Exchanging for a Bronze Weapon cost 500 Strength Value.

It was a little pricey, but worth every point. The Bronze Weapons from the shop were incredibly powerful and could easily punch through armor rated Bronze Five-star.

"Huh? The shop's got new stock?"

To his surprise, the shop had refreshed with more advanced Silver Weapons and Gold Weapons.

Chang Ping guessed it might have something to do with his strength.

Once his strength reached Silver Warrior level, the shop stocked Silver Weapons. Once his strength reached Gold Warrior level, it stocked Gold Weapons.

"But, man, they're expensive~" Chang Ping couldn't help sucking in a breath when he saw the prices beneath the items.

Exchanging for a Silver Weapon cost 5,000 Strength Value, while a Gold Weapon cost 50,000.

He'd originally planned to exchange for a Bronze Crossbow to deal with the Black Water Mysterious Turtles hiding underwater.

But after seeing the Desert Eagle (Silver) and the shotgun (Gold), he changed his mind.

Five thousand Strength Value vanished in an instant!

An infinite-ammo Desert Eagle appeared in Chang Ping's hand.

"Whoa~ A gold-tier legendary drop?!"

Although the Desert Eagle was a Silver Weapon, it was golden in color, like a golden eagle soaring through the sky. It looked incredibly cool.

The moment the gun appeared in his hand, its instructions popped into Chang Ping's mind.

Following them, he quickly learned how to use the Desert Eagle.

"How much strength do I have left?" Chang Ping wondered, thinking of buying another Desert Eagle and becoming a dual-wielding gunslinger.

He summoned his status panel and took a look. He decided to put that plan on hold.

Name: Chang Ping

Gender: Boy

Hobby: Beautiful women

Talent: Physical Augmentation+ (gains eight jin of strength per minute)

Strength: 7242 (Silver Peak Warrior)

Soul Force: 13 (Apprentice Demon Spirit Master)

...

He still had over seven thousand points of Strength Value, enough to buy another Desert Eagle, but Chang Ping decided against it.

If there were only one turtle, he might have given it a try. But he was facing a whole group of them.

Something could go wrong in a fight.

The turtles were Silver-ranked demon beasts. He had to keep his strength at Silver Peak to make sure nothing went wrong.

Chang Ping didn't like taking risks unless he had no other choice.

Saving up another five thousand points would probably take a whole day.

He couldn't wait that long. He was already so hungry that his vision was swimming and the world was spinning. If he went much longer without food, he might pass out.

"Die, you evil demon beasts!" Clutching the Desert Eagle and holding up his torch, Chang Ping staggered left along the wall.

As soon as he drew near, the green eyes in the Cold Pond turned toward him.

Perhaps they feared the torch in his hand. The monsters in the pond didn't move.

Chang Ping didn't care. He needed meat, so he raised the Desert Eagle and aimed at one of the eyes.

A dazzling tongue of flame burst from the gun's dark muzzle.

"Bang!"

The deafening gunshot shook dust and pebbles loose from the cavern walls.

Staring at his trembling right hand, Chang Ping was surprised.

He had over seven thousand jin of strength now, yet the Desert Eagle's recoil had still jolted him this badly.

"Could this gun be more than an ordinary firearm? Did the system enhance it? No wonder only Silver Warriors can use Silver Weapons. Bronze Warriors wouldn't be able to control one."

Even he, at Silver Peak, had nearly been shaken out of his grip. If he'd only been Silver Two-star, the recoil might have snapped his wrist.

Good thing he hadn't exchanged for a second Desert Eagle.

The Sacred Family.

Shen Xiu had just finished her rose-petal bath and stepped out of the tub. Her personal maid helped wrap a purple-red robe around her shapely figure.

Supported by the Little Maidservant, she dried her damp red hair with a towel as they made their way toward the bed.

It was already evening, and it was time for her to turn in.

She had to teach at Saint Orchid Academy tomorrow!

On her first day as a teacher, she needed to make a good impression on her students.

She handed the towel to the Little Maidservant, lifted the covers, and slipped into the bed the maid had warmed for her.

"Wipe up the water on the floor and then you can go."

The Little Maidservant answered respectfully.

Just as she turned to fetch the mop, a muffled thump came from behind her.

It sounded as if it had come from under the Eldest Young Lady's covers...

As expected of the Eldest Young Lady—even her farts were louder than anyone else's.

The Little Maidservant covered her mouth with a smile and hurried out of the room.

Only Shen Xiu knew the sound hadn't come from her backside. It had come from the secret passage beneath the bed.

"What was that sound?" Shen Xiu furrowed her delicate brows. "The forbidden grounds are hundreds of meters underground. What could make a noise loud enough to reach all the way up here? Has that Old Monster gone berserk again?"

In the cavern, Chang Ping stopped underestimating his foe. He stuck the torch into the dirt, gripped the gun with both hands, and aimed at the turtle's eye, ready to shoot again.

Suddenly, the pond began to bubble and churn as if it were boiling.

As Chang Ping wondered what was happening, a gigantic creature rose from the water.

It looked like a plesiosaur, stood over ten meters tall, and had nine heads. One of the heads was thrashing about and letting out a mournful howl. A closer look revealed that it was missing an eye.

"Holy crap?! It's not a turtle—it's the Eight-Headed Serpent?" Chang Ping pulled out his torch and backed away repeatedly. "First turtles, now snakes. What kind of place is this?"

Just then, the system's notification rang out.

[Xiangliu, Legendary Demon Beast, a Demon Race Spirit God who commands the Law of Water and the Law of Poison. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was gravely wounded by the combined might of the human Spirit Gods and sealed in the Cold Pond. Less than a tenth of its power remains.]

[Strengths: Water control, deadly poison, multiple attacks.]

[Weaknesses: Eyes, cannot leave the Cold Pond, fears fire.]

"A Demon Race Spirit God? There's something like this hidden beneath the Sacred Family. No wonder they betrayed the Glory City."

Spirit Gods were beings who surpassed Legends—truly powerful entities.

They lived as long as heaven and earth. Even if killed, they would come back to life.

More frightening still, they commanded the laws of the world. If they said there'd be wind, there'd be wind; if they said there'd be rain, there'd be rain.

"Human, you've made me furious. Die!" Xiangliu roared in rage, opening all nine of its gaping mouths and spitting out nine black streams of water, each as thick as a water vat.

Just when Chang Ping thought he was done for, an invisible barrier stopped the black streams.

"So it can't leave the Cold Pond, and it can't attack anything outside it either?" Chang Ping raised an eyebrow. "Who cares how ridiculously strong its attacks are if they can't hit me? It's a turn-based game, and now it's my turn to attack!"