One day later, Chang Ping's Strength surged to over 12,000 jin, making him a Gold Star One Warrior.
Now, even facing a swarm of Black Water Mysterious Turtles, he could retreat unharmed.
After all, Black Water Mysterious Turtles were only Silver-level Demon Beasts. His current Strength could completely crush them.
Moreover, his current Dark Energy could ignore enemy defenses 100%. Not to mention, he had also automatically comprehended the more advanced Hua Jin.
Hua Jin could reduce physical damage. Gold Star One could reduce it by 20%.
"A craftsman must first sharpen his tools if he is to do his work well!"
Chang Ping summoned the shop interface, preparing to exchange for the weapon he had his eye on yesterday.
Exchanging for a Bronze Weapon required 500 Strength Value.
Although the price was a bit steep, it was absolutely worth it. The Bronze Weapons exchanged from the shop were incredibly powerful, capable of easily piercing the defenses of Bronze Five-star armor.
"Hmm? New items in the shop??"
Unexpectedly, the shop had refreshed to display more advanced Silver Weapons and Gold Weapons.
Chang Ping guessed this might be related to his Strength.
When his Strength reached the Silver Warrior level, the shop would refresh with Silver Weapons; when his Strength reached the Gold Warrior level, the shop would refresh with Gold Weapons.
"But, they're so expensive~" Looking at the prices below the items, Chang Ping couldn't help but gasp.
Exchanging for a Silver Weapon required 5,000 Strength Value, and exchanging for a Gold Weapon required 50,000 Strength Value.
He had originally intended to exchange for a Bronze Crossbow to deal with the Black Water Mysterious Turtles hidden underwater.
Now that he saw the Desert Eagle (Silver) and the Shotgun (Gold), he changed his mind.
Five thousand Strength Value was instantly deducted!
A Desert Eagle with infinite bullets appeared in Chang Ping's hand.
"Whoa~ Golden Legend?!"
Although the Desert Eagle was a Silver Weapon, its color was golden-yellow, like a golden eagle spreading its wings to soar, incredibly cool.
As the gun appeared in his hand, the user manual materialized in Chang Ping's mind.
Following the instructions, he quickly mastered the Desert Eagle's usage.
"How much Strength do I have left now?" Chang Ping contemplated buying another Desert Eagle to become a dual-wielding gunslinger.
He summoned his data panel to check and decided to put that plan on hold for now.
Name: Chang Ping Gender: Boy Hobby: Beautiful Women Talent: Physical Augmentation+ (Increases Strength by eight jin per minute) Strength: 7242 (Silver Peak Warrior) Soul Force: 13 (Apprentice Demon Spirit Master) ...
Although he had over seven thousand Strength remaining, enough to buy another Desert Eagle, Chang Ping wasn't going to do that.
If there was only one Mysterious Turtle, he might try it, but now he was facing a swarm of them.
During combat, unexpected situations could arise.
Mysterious Turtles were Silver-level Demon Beasts. He had to maintain his Strength at the Silver Peak level to ensure no accidents occurred.
Chang Ping disliked taking risks unless absolutely necessary.
Saving up another five thousand Strength would likely take about a full day.
He couldn't wait that long. He was already seeing stars and feeling dizzy from hunger. If he starved any longer, he might faint.
"Die, evil Demon Beasts!" Chang Ping gripped the Desert Eagle, held up a torch, and stumbled to the left along the wall.
As he approached, the emerald-green eyes in the Cold Pond turned towards him.
Likely intimidated by the torch in his hand, the monsters in the pond didn't make any moves.
Chang Ping didn't care. He wanted to eat meat now. He directly raised the Desert Eagle and aimed at one of the eyes.
The dark muzzle spat out a dazzling tongue of flame.
"Bang!"
The tremendous gunshot shook the cave walls, causing dust and pebbles to fall.
Looking at his trembling right hand, Chang Ping was somewhat surprised.
His Strength was already over seven thousand jin, yet he was still being thrown around by the Desert Eagle's recoil.
"Could it be that this gun isn't ordinary, but reinforced by the system? No wonder only Silver Warriors can use Silver Weapons; Bronze Warriors simply can't control them."
Even at Silver Peak, he almost lost his grip. If he were only Silver Two-star, his wrist would probably be shattered.
Fortunately, I didn't exchange for a second Desert Eagle just now.
Sacred Family.
Shen Xiu had just finished her Rose Petal Bath and stepped out of the tub. A personal maidservant attended to her, wrapping a Crimson Bathrobe around her delicate and shapely figure.
Supported by the little maidservant, she walked towards the bedside while drying her wet, long red hair with a towel.
It was already evening, and she should be going to bed.
She had class at Saint Orchid Academy tomorrow!
It was her first day teaching, and 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 warm bed the maidservant had prepared.
"Clean up the water on the floor, and you can go!"
The little maidservant responded respectfully.
Just as she turned to find a mop, a muffled thud suddenly came from behind her.
The sound seemed to come from Eldest Young Lady's bed...
As expected of Eldest Young Lady, even her farts were louder than others.
The little maidservant pursed her lips, smiled, and scurried out of the room.
Only Shen Xiu knew that the sound hadn't come from her backside, but from a secret passage beneath the bed.
"What was that sound?" Shen Xiu frowned slightly. "The forbidden area is hundreds of meters underground. What kind of sound is so loud that it can travel all the way up here? Could that Old Monster be going mad again?"
Inside the cave, Chang Ping no longer dared to be careless. He stuck the torch into the muddy ground, gripped his gun with both hands, and aimed at the Xuan Turtle's eyes, preparing to shoot again.
Suddenly, the pond water began to boil as if it were being heated, bubbling and gurgling.
As Chang Ping wondered what was happening, a massive creature rose from the pond.
It was a Demon Beast resembling a Plesiosaur, over ten meters tall, with nine heads. One of the heads was shaking and screeching mournfully. If one looked closely, they would notice that this head had only one eye.
"What the hell?! It's not a Xuan Turtle, it's an Eight-Headed Serpent?" Chang Ping pulled out the torch and retreated repeatedly. "First a turtle, then a snake, what kind of place is this?"
At this moment, the system's prompt sounded.
[Xiangliu, Legendary Demon Beast, a Demon Race Spirit God who masters the Law of Water and the Law of Poison. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was severely wounded by a combined effort of Human Race Spirit Gods and sealed in the Cold Pond. Its cultivation is less than one-tenth of its former strength.]
[Strengths: Water control, potent poison, multi-target attacks.]
[Weaknesses: Eyes, cannot leave the Cold Pond, fears fire.]
"Demon Race Spirit God? So that's what they've hidden beneath the Sacred Family. No wonder they betrayed the City of Radiance."
Spirit Gods were beings far beyond Legendary, truly powerful existences.
They lived as long as heaven and earth, and even if killed, they would revive.
Even more terrifying was that they controlled the laws of heaven and earth; they could command the wind and rain at will.
"Human, you've angered me. Die!" Xiangliu roared furiously, opening its nine bloody mouths and spewing nine black water columns as thick as water tanks.
Just as Chang Ping thought he was doomed, an invisible barrier blocked the black water columns.
"It can't leave the Cold Pond, and it can't attack outside the Cold Pond?" Chang Ping's eyebrows shot up. "No matter how powerful the attack, it's useless if it can't hit me! It's my turn to attack in this turn-based game!"
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