Chapter 139
Su Yitong had failed... Liang Sha would turn her into the most useful tool of the Liang family.
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On the morning of September 1st, Yu Xunge finished her breakfast and prepared to head out with Tu Lan. Today was the day to hunt dragons.
Just like last time, she changed into a set of ordinary gear: a long black robe, her long hair tied up high, a red belt with a quiver hanging at her side, silver metal bracers on her wrists, and understated black boots.
On her right hand, she wore two gemstone rings—one red and one black.
Aside from her ancient costume and the two level 7 rings gifted by Yu Xunhuan, the rest of her gear was just level 3 green items.
Even the weapon she hadn’t taken out yet was merely a level 5 bow.
However, these two rings were not active; they served only as decoration.
The Fire Spirit Ring on her navel occupied one accessory slot, while she reserved the other for a necklace that reduced skill cooldowns by 15%.
Not only that, she had Tu Lan draw some magical runes on her face, just like last time.
Last time, Tu Lan had been rather perfunctory, but this time she was much more patient. Not only did she replicate the claw mark from before, but she also added a magical script exclusive to the dragon clan.
Five minutes later, Yu Xunge looked in the mirror at the blue rune that had appeared on her right forehead, resembling a musical note【?】, but the middle of the note was torn by three claw marks, creating a deadly beauty.
Though Tu Lan’s dragon claws looked clumsy, this note was drawn with such aesthetic appeal, reminiscent of cursive writing or elegant English script.
So beautiful~ Yu Xunge gently touched the rune at her temple. “Is this considered a magical script of the dragon clan?”
Tu Lan replied, “In combination, yes.”
Recalling the magical scripts she had learned from the Moon Fox clan, Yu Xunge curiously asked, “What does this magical symbol mean in the dragon language?”
Tu Lan generously explained, “It means ‘scratch my back.’ When I was growing new scales on my back, it would itch. I just had to draw this symbol in the air, and my mom or dad would come to scratch it for me.”
Yu Xunge: “……………”
It felt like a foreigner tattooing “spicy shrimp” on the back of their neck and laughing foolishly about it.
Oh well, it’s fine. After all, this magical symbol can’t be translated by any translator.
What’s wrong with the young dragon? She just left her mother too early…
—“Pfft.”
Yu Xunge turned around with a dark expression, while the little ice dragon clutched its belly and laughed in mid-air, kicking its legs.
Yu Xunge: ?
Yu Xunge: !
When Yu Xunge arrived at the destination with the dragon, it was still before the agreed time, but there was no one outside the dungeon. After finishing the last dungeon, everyone had agreed that whoever arrived next would go straight into the dungeon to wait.
As soon as she stepped into the dungeon’s light curtain, players gathered inside, chatting and waiting, all turned to look at her, their eyes fixated on the little ice dragon perched on Yu Xunge’s shoulder.
Zhao Shuying’s eyes lit up, but then her expression turned strange.
The light blue little dragon, about the size of a smartphone, was sitting on Yu Xunge’s shoulder with half an empty eggshell on its head, looking quite aggrieved as it babbled away to her.
Zhao Shuying walked over, curious. “Is that her little hat?”
Yu Xunge smiled. “Yeah.” She had come a bit late just to make that eggshell hat.
Zhao Shuying praised, “So cute~”
Tu Lan adjusted the eggshell hat with the tip of her wing. “That’s because my dragon is adorable.”
Zhao Shuying nodded seriously. “I see, I’ll remember this truth.”
Yu Xunge: Enough already…
Tu Lan stood up, pointed her wing at her head, and saluted vigorously: “∠(°ゝ°)！Salute!”
Zhao Shuying immediately performed a salute in real life: “Salute!”
Feeling the gazes around her shift from awe to confusion, Yu Xunge silently lowered her head and covered her face with one hand.
**Chapter 179: The Fountain of Light**
Zhao Shuying could easily tell that Yu Xunge was “bullying” Tu Lan, but she didn’t pry further. Instead, she chatted with Yu Xunge about the new rune on her forehead: “Did Tu Lan draw that for you too? The pattern looks a bit different. Is it still a guaranteed crit on the seventh hit?”
Yu Xunge glanced at the guilty-looking Tu Lan. “I’m not sure.”
Yu Xunhuan, who had been quietly listening nearby, asked, “Will she help us today?”
Su Yitong also looked at Yu Xunge with anticipation.
Yu Xunge glanced at Tu Lan, who turned her head to look at Yu Xunge in agreement: “I’ll only help you; I won’t help anyone else~~” After saying that, she flew away.
This was a plan they had agreed upon. With Tu Lan’s Icebound Throne talent, her passive ability, she was destined not to stay and watch.
Once the battle began, Tu Lan’s passive would activate immediately, and it wouldn’t just be a minor inconvenience for all players’ ice skills to be disabled; the most important thing was that she didn’t want Yu Xunhuan to discover that Tu Lan’s talent completely countered Lin Chengze’s “Breath of Winter.”
But she also didn’t want Tu Lan to appear too distant from her; that wouldn’t benefit either of them.
Watching Tu Lan fly away, Yu Xunge sighed helplessly, “There’s nothing I can do. We’ve only known each other for less than a month, and I’m surprised she’s willing to help me.”
Su Yitong and Yu Xunhuan both thought to themselves that the equal contract really didn’t work. If it were a master-servant contract, any pet that dared to defy or harm its owner would be punished by the contract.
Zhao Shuying didn’t find anything wrong either. As Yu Xunge said, they had only been contracted for less than a month.
Tu Lan wandered around the dungeon, even flying far away to take a look at the Jiaolong, which was just a fake dragon, ugly and black as coal.
Finally, Tu Lan found a lush tree, lay down on the top, gently took off the eggshell hat, placed it in her space bag, and pulled out the snacks and game console Yu Xunge had prepared for her to start gaming.
Her gaming skills were as poor as a Hufflepuff writing romance novels.
So bad it was shocking, and she wouldn’t let anyone say a word.
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The process was the same as last time; everyone first cleared out all the small monsters and mini-bosses in the dungeon.
Yu Xunge noticed that a significant portion of the players were clearly more coordinated this time. Whether it was their understanding of teammates’ skills or the fluidity of skill combos while fighting monsters, everything was incredibly smooth, as if they had practiced countless times over the past half month.
They still spent quite a bit of time on the road.
It wasn’t that they couldn’t use transportation, but with so many people and the complex terrain, nothing seemed suitable.
Bicycles, scooters, electric bikes? None were faster than the players running directly.
Cars? Not only were they cumbersome to bring, but the terrain here wasn’t suitable either. They’d probably have to get out and stow the car after a short distance, making it more trouble than it was worth compared to just running.
After resting, replenishing their health, and eating the best meals, they began to fight the Jiaolong.
This time, the Special Affairs Bureau brought a lot of good stuff, including antiques that had mutated into powerful items after the game invasion, and modified battle machines that straddled the line between items and technology.
The latter was still a product of modern Blue Star technology, but after adding some key items for modification, it became something entirely different.
Zhao Shuying wasn’t exactly letting Su Yitong down; after the team had bonded, she had brought some good items.
The ground team had both melee and ranged players, while three fighter jets bombarded the Jiaolong from the air.
Yu Xunge whispered to Zhao Shuying, “Is this a test of the fighter jets’ performance?”
Zhao Shuying replied without missing a beat, “You’re not allowed to sow discord between the Special Affairs Bureau and the players.”
As their cooperation grew more seamless, everyone’s strength began to shine. This time, the melee group borrowed a legendary shield from the Special Affairs Bureau, maximizing their defense.
Three tanks took turns taunting, ensuring there were no gaps.
They even specifically assigned 20 players capable of aerial combat, who would fly up with the Jiaolong when it took to the skies, attacking it alongside the fighter jets.
An hour later, everyone’s status hadn’t reached a dangerous level, but the Jiaolong was getting angry. It flew up and began spewing toxic mist at the players.
It prioritized spraying the healers in the ranged group before lowering its head to spray the melee fighters, even attempting to swat the fighter jets and flying players down with its tail.
This skill likely had some casting conditions or side effects. Keen players had already noticed that after the Jiaolong sprayed the toxic mist, it didn’t make any moves to devour the players.
Almost 70% of the players were hit by the toxic mist and entered a poisoned state, with their health dropping by 1% per second. To make matters worse, the poison lasted for 2 minutes.
And the available detox skills on the field were insufficient to cleanse the Jiaolong’s potent toxin.
Detox potions were consumed immediately, but they had no effect.
By the time the duration ended, they would lose 120% of their health.
With so many players poisoned on the field, both melee and ranged, the healers were overwhelmed.
If it weren’t for Su Yitong using her healing skill, “Prayer,” this group would have already collapsed.
This skill truly lived up to its S-rank divine gift status. Although using it once consumed 10% of her mana, its strength lay in the fact that as long as she wasn’t forcibly interrupted, she could keep fighting while continuously healing her teammates.
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