Chapter Three: Flying a Kite
“Ding! Devouring successful! Gained 200 Evolution Points.”
“Ding! Congratulations, Host, your Evolution Points are now full. You may choose to evolve; this evolution has a 50% chance to upgrade your quality.”
As expected, the essence of the Supreme Dragonwood Sword was remarkable, and the probability had increased considerably. Qin Chuan didn't hesitate for a moment.
“Evolve!”
“Ding! Evolution selected successfully, evolving now. Please wait a moment.”
Just a few seconds later, the melodious system notification sounded again.
“Ding! Congratulations, Host, on a perfect evolution. Please check the results yourself.”
Damn!
Another perfect evolution! Qin Chuan couldn't contain his excitement and immediately looked at the system panel.
[Type]: Black Dragonwood Sword
[Rank]: Tier One Supreme
[Quality]: Excellent
At the same time, a faint blue glow shimmered around the Black Dragonwood Sword’s body.
“Haha, this is awesome! Level six and a new skill—sounds pretty impressive.”
Falling Sky Strike: Summon one hundred phantoms of the main body, each with 50% additional sharpness, to bombard a fixed five-meter area for three seconds. Can be cast within a ten-meter range.
Damn!
“That’s an ultimate skill? Looks pretty powerful!”
“Learn!”
“Ding! Skill Falling Sky Strike learned successfully.”
“Haha! Let me test it out.”
Qin Chuan targeted a massive boulder within ten meters ahead and launched his attack.
“Falling Sky Strike!”
A blue glow flickered above the boulder, and within a five-meter range, a hundred phantoms of the Black Dragonwood Sword appeared.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Boom!
In an instant, the boulder was blasted into fragments.
“Wow, that’s incredible! This is simply a tool for annihilating groups.”
At that moment, a level 5 Fire Spirit Vine trembled and knelt before Qin Chuan.
“Oh great Black Dragonwood Sword, congratulations on becoming our new lord. Please accept my sincere allegiance and faith.”
Qin Chuan smirked to himself, thinking, “Really? The essence is offering itself up—I won’t be polite then.”
“Hehe!”
“What kind of nonsense lord? I don’t care about that—I want the essence!”
“Strike!”
Qin Chuan immediately launched a strike at the Fire Spirit Vine.
“Ah!”
“Ding! Defeated level 5 Fire Spirit Vine, gained 200 experience points.”
“Devour!”
“Ding! Essence devoured successfully, gained 50 Evolution Points.”
“Hehe, how nice.”
Qin Chuan had a real fondness for these creatures who delivered themselves for slaughter.
Meanwhile, the spirit weapons and spirit beasts in the distance, seeing Qin Chuan’s ruthless methods, scattered in terror.
Qin Chuan couldn’t be bothered to chase them. After all, killing spirit creatures below level 6 yielded too little essence and experience.
...
Right now, Qin Chuan couldn’t be more exhilarated; defeating the Supreme Dragonwood Sword had brought a bountiful harvest.
The data on the attribute panel was dazzling beyond belief; both quality and rank had increased by ten points each.
[Host]: Qin Chuan
[Type]: Black Dragonwood Sword
[Rank]: Tier One Supreme
[Quality]: Excellent
[Level]: 6
[Attributes]
Sharpness: 72 + 14.4
Tenacity: 56 + 5.6
Speed: 56 + 5.6
Evolution Points: 50 / 800
Experience: 200 / 6400
Innate Abilities: Essence Devour, Basic Morphogenesis
Skills:
Strike: Level 2
Blink: Level 1
Enhance: Level 2
Falling Sky Strike: Level 1
Chakra Talent: First Layer, Root Chakra
Bonus Attribute: Critical Strike
The exponential rise in attributes left Qin Chuan dumbfounded.
“Damn, this is insane!”
Just as Qin Chuan was basking in his triumph, he suddenly sensed a trace of danger—an instinctive feeling.
In his previous life, Qin Chuan had often played battle royale and MOBA games, making him keenly attuned to changes in his environment.
“No way, is a big one coming?”
Qin Chuan quickly leapt into a dense patch of grass nearby, which was one of many such patches scattered around—perfect ambush spots.
No matter the time or place, crouching in the grass always offered a natural advantage.
Buzz!
Just as Qin Chuan concealed himself, a half-meter-long wooden sword glowing green appeared ahead.
“Ding! Tier One Mutant Supreme Dragonwood Sword, Excellent Quality, Level 7.”
Hearing the system notification, Qin Chuan thought, “So the Dragonwood Sword has a brother?”
Sure enough, the Dragonwood Sword ahead vibrated and hummed, “Brother! Who killed you? I will avenge you!”
Qin Chuan couldn’t help feeling a thrill. “It was me, it was me! I’m right here, come catch me! Haha!”
The Mutant Dragonwood Sword was also a lord, its territory nearby. Sensing its brother in danger, it had rushed over, but still arrived too late.
Qin Chuan felt fortunate. “Good thing I didn’t covet that lord nonsense, or this would be troublesome.”
This mutated Dragonwood Sword was clearly much stronger than the previous one. In a direct confrontation, Qin Chuan wasn’t confident he could win.
After some thought, Qin Chuan devised a plan. “Fortunately, I’m the king of the grass!”
Seconds later, the grass where Qin Chuan hid rustled.
“Who’s there? Seeking death!”
Already furious, the Mutant Dragonwood Sword thrust itself toward the sound.
“Huh? No one?”
Qin Chuan had intentionally made a noise, then blinked three meters away into another grass patch, putting some distance from his foe.
“Hehe, fooled you! Take this—Strike!”
Whoosh!
The Black Dragonwood Sword darted from the grass toward the Mutant Dragonwood Sword, which was still puzzled and couldn’t react in time.
Clang!
“Damn! Tough as nails!”
The Black Dragonwood Sword struck its mark, sparking upon impact, but only left a tiny white spot on the Mutant Dragonwood Sword.
“Falling Sky Strike!”
Qin Chuan made no delay, predicting where the Mutant Dragonwood Sword would land after being knocked back.
A blue glow flickered, and a hundred phantom blades rained down from above.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
“Ahh! Ahh!”
Even with its remarkable tenacity, the Mutant Dragonwood Sword was bombarded into howls.
After the barrage, its body was covered in countless tiny white spots, and it vibrated uncontrollably.
This was not only from the physical damage, but also from pure rage.
“Without even seeing the enemy, to be battered like this—what an utter humiliation!”
The Mutant Dragonwood Sword was beside itself with fury.
“Who is it? Who the hell are you? Show yourself!”
The Mutant Dragonwood Sword was an offensive type, while Qin Chuan’s Black Dragonwood Sword was ranged; only by keeping his distance could he maximize his advantage.
“In your dreams! I’ll kite you to death—Strike!”
Qin Chuan chuckled, throwing out another strike, then blinked away, vanishing once more.
“Damn it! This is infuriating!”
The Mutant Dragonwood Sword was so angry it nearly smoked at the tip. It had never faced such an opponent, unable even to catch a glimpse of the enemy.
“Spinning Slash!”
The Mutant Dragonwood Sword unleashed its ultimate, spinning violently to clear the surrounding grass—but Qin Chuan had long since escaped.
“Haha! Using your ultimate already? Little guy, you’re a bit too impulsive!”
Qin Chuan was overjoyed. His opponent had lost all reason; victory was now within his grasp.
This kind of teasing was something Qin Chuan had mastered in his MOBA days.
“Strike!”
Seizing the opportunity, Qin Chuan continued to whittle down the Mutant Dragonwood Sword. The clash of blades resounded again and again, while the Mutant Dragonwood Sword remained utterly lost.
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!
Clang! Clang! Crack!
With a soft cracking sound, Qin Chuan’s heart leapt.
Now, faint cracks appeared in the tenacious body of the Mutant Dragonwood Sword, and with the previous mass of white spots, this fissure was a fatal blow.
“Haha! Finally broke through your defenses—now’s the time to finish this!”
“Falling Sky Strike!”
His ultimate was already refreshed, just waiting for this moment.
Blue light shimmered as a hundred phantom blades descended once more.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
“Ahh! Ahh!”
Clang! Clang! Crack! Crack! Crack!
Amidst the sounds of impact came a series of sharp cracks. The Mutant Dragonwood Sword could no longer withstand Qin Chuan’s ultimate; its body was riddled with fine cracks, as if one last blow would shatter it.
“Haha! How does it feel?”
Now holding the upper hand, Qin Chuan no longer concealed himself, leaping straight out of the grass.
The Black Dragonwood Sword shimmered with blue light, its blade etched with dark dragon patterns, strikingly similar to the bright patterns on the Mutant Dragonwood Sword.
“It’s you! You must have killed my brother—and devoured his essence! I’ll devour your core to avenge him!”
Upon seeing Qin Chuan’s true form, the Mutant Dragonwood Sword understood everything and bellowed in rage.
But it had completely overlooked its depleted state.
“That’s right. Soon you’ll reunite with your brother—farewell!”
“Strike!”
Chirp!
Strike while the iron is hot!
Qin Chuan acted decisively, showing no mercy. If not now, when?