"You were calling me senior brother the day before yesterday, and today you stabbed me in the back. This isn't over!"
Song Qing's face burned with anger. The longsword in his hand radiated powerful sword energy, its frosty light chilling everyone to the bone like the depths of winter.
Opposite him stood another player.
He, too, was an elite disciple of the Origin Sect.
The difference was this.
That player held a saber, and every strike was heavy and powerful, whipping up fierce gusts.
Bang! Bang!
The two fought relentlessly, the force of their blows spreading in all directions.
Not far from them stood a flower.
It was pitch-black, its bloom as hideous as a ghost's face.
A tier-seven spirit herb—the Ghost King Orchid!
It was an ingredient used to refine pills of tier seven and above.
Most importantly—
It could be exchanged for ten thousand Contribution Points.
For a player, securing this Ghost King Orchid meant earning a net profit of five thousand Contribution Points from this trip to the Newly Emerged Region, even after deducting the costs.
"Since I called you senior brother, why didn't you let me have this Ghost King Orchid?" Ye Zheng'an replied dismissively. His saber never paused, repeatedly parrying Song Qing's attacks and occasionally striking back.
With ten thousand Contribution Points at stake—
Brotherhood meant nothing to players.
Then—
Ye Zheng'an sneered again. "As the saying goes, treasures belong to the strong. The Ghost King Orchid is right here. Naturally, we should claim it through our own strength!"
"Treasures belong to the strong? Do you really think you're a match for me?"
Song Qing laughed in fury. As his True Essence surged, sword gleams burst from his longsword, instantly transforming into more than a dozen sword shadows that enveloped Ye Zheng'an.
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