Chapter 67: Trust Me, This Time Its Solid |
With the plan in mind, Lu Xing decided to take the chance once more.
Before that, he needed to purchase a batch of psionic bombs to fully prepare for the challenge.
To make the purchase, he first had to find a member of the Arms Dealers Guild. The player named Weapon Master in the comment section was clearly one of them.
He opened the identity page of the other party and sent a friend request.
Before long, the friend request was accepted, and a chat window popped up before Lu Xing.
Weapon Master: Bro, you’ve thought it through? Don’t worry, my strategy is absolutely viable, tested in real combat, and I’ll sell you psionic bombs at cost, only 100 sacrificial power per bomb.
Seeing the reply, Lu Xing grew suspicious.
Explorer: Selling to me at cost? What’s in it for you?
Weapon Master: Come on, you know full well what your viewers want in your livestream. Of course, it’s about having you quickly capture the Mystic Butterfly and sharing the Wind Control soul.
Weapon Master: Of course. The Wind Control soul is basically my dream Star Vein combination. Before this, I was always troubled by one problem, as the explosive power of psionic bombs keeps increasing, how do I avoid getting caught in the blast myself? I thought about pairing with defensive souls or finding souls that allow long-range throws… until the Mystic Butterfly appeared, and I finally found the answer.
Explorer: Explain in detail.
Weapon Master: Simple. The Wind Control soul allows flight, while my current Owl-Headed Fiend soul can only glide for short periods, not maintain flight. If I acquire Wind Control, I can turn my Primary Form into a battlefield bomber, dropping psionic bombs from high altitude for large-scale bombardment below, without worrying about self-inflicted damage from the blasts…
Through this exchange, Lu Xing understood why Weapon Master was willing to sell psionic bombs at cost.
The root reason was that in Weapon Master’s eyes, the Wind Control soul perfectly solved his own shortcomings, allowing him to fully unleash the power of psionic bombs.
In the end, Lu Xing spent 500 sacrificial power to purchase five second-generation psionic bombs.
Though the price gave him a headache, he reasoned that if he could kill the Mystic Butterfly, he would earn tens of thousands, or even a hundred thousand sacrificial power as a reward, making the investment worthwhile.
With the psionic bombs secured, Lu Xing did not head out immediately but returned to Emperor’s Mound Village to conduct simulated explosion tests inside the test tower.
Psionic bomb explosions required conscious triggering, which Lu Xing considered somewhat tricky.
Each psionic bomb cost 100 sacrificial power, and he didn’t want to waste any.
The simulation space in the test tower only required 1 sacrificial power to use, allowing duplication of items from his inventory for simulation tests without any real consumption.
Half an hour later.
Having mastered extending his sensory awareness and successfully detonating psionic bombs, Lu Xing set off to challenge the Mystic Butterfly.
Upon hearing the news, more and more players poured into Lu Xing’s livestream room, showering him with encouragement.
Dark Land Is Fun: Bro, you’ve finally manned up. Watching you cower before was so frustrating. You carry the great mission of capturing Wind Control for all players. You can’t back down, go for it!
Happy Hamster Clan: As a fully able man, your victory isn’t about overwhelming force through higher level but the courage to face challenges head-on while still weak. Every failure hones you and makes you stronger. You’ve grasped the true meaning, go for it.
Immortal Warrior: You youngsters these days are too soft. A few setbacks and you want to quit. Back in our day, getting beaten in virtual games was normal. Parents thought gaming ruined our lives and couldn’t tell reality from the game. We got beaten in both the game and real life, but we toughed it out. What’s a beating from a monster? Shameful.
Dao Follows Nature: Good luck, explorer bro. My dream of flight rests with you. I believe you’ll succeed. I don’t have much sacrificial power, but take this small token of support. (Tip: 5 sacrificial power)
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The number of viewers in the livestream kept climbing, with the audience full of anticipation for Lu Xing’s challenge.
His previous failures had made him a laughingstock, even spawning many reaction memes of him getting beaten that circulated on the forum.
But beneath the jokes, players still hoped Lu Xing could defeat the Mystic Butterfly.
His success would add a powerful fourth-generation soul option to the shared soul library for all players.
Compared to other souls, the Wind Control soul offered offense, defense, crowd control, and flight, making it one of the most practical souls, especially for players following monster builds.
After an hour and a half’s journey, crossing the Ancient Battlefield region, Lu Xing arrived at his destination.
Ripple Pool.
Gazing across the pond toward the shrubbery, he spotted the familiar giant eyes.
Their gazes locked as the Mystic Butterfly leapt from the bushes, raising its head to look at Lu Xing, arrogance written all over its face.
“Come on over. Let’s see if I don’t blow you to pieces.”
Knowing the Mystic Butterfly possessed keen scouting senses, Lu Xing didn’t immediately take out the psionic bombs, planning instead to wait for it to close in before detonating.
Just as he anticipated, the Mystic Butterfly flapped its wings and skimmed over the water, whipping up a strong wave as it charged at him.
Since Lu Xing hadn’t used any ranged weapons, the Mystic Butterfly chose to engage in melee combat again.
Seeing the arrogance in its eyes, the painful memories of previous beatings surged up, making Lu Xing’s heart pound with intense nervousness.
When the Mystic Butterfly was less than twenty meters away, within the blast radius, Lu Xing swiftly pulled out all five psionic bombs from his inventory.
In mid-flight, the Mystic Butterfly sensed the powerful energy fluctuations erupting from the crystals in Lu Xing’s hands.
“Hahaha! Die!”
Seeing the fear in the Mystic Butterfly’s eyes, Lu Xing laughed joyfully, knowing his moment of revenge had finally come.
In a few seconds, he would no longer be the butt of jokes but a hero spoken of on the forum, his name permanently marked in the Wind Control soul’s entry in the Star Vein library for future players to revere.
I will become a legend. Detonate!
Blinding white light burst from Lu Xing’s hand.
But just as victory was within his grasp, the Mystic Butterfly suddenly beat its wings violently, unleashing a fierce wind that wrapped around the psionic bombs in Lu Xing’s hands.
The powerful pull was too much for Lu Xing to control the bombs.
The bombs were swept into the air by the raging winds.
Boom!
The psionic bombs exploded several dozen meters above Lu Xing’s head, forcing him back several steps from the shockwave’s wind pressure.
Huh?!
Staring at the panicked Mystic Butterfly, Lu Xing’s expression turned extremely grim.
He instinctively took a deep breath and looked at the now furious Mystic Butterfly.
“I don’t know if you can understand human language… but if you can, I hope you’ll let me explain first…”
At this moment in the livestream, the audience, anticipating what was coming next, had already started meme-spamming.
Endless Night: The Wind Control trait is too strong. It can even be used for disarming weapons. This soul is perfect. I want it so badly. Sadly, it’s another failure.
Weapon Master: (Explorer bruised-face.jpg) Predicting his next begging lines during the beating: “Please don’t hit me! I beg you, stop hitting me!” (funny.jpg)
Today I Give Up: (Explorer curling-up.jpg) As long as I curl up, I can reduce the impact points. With Mystic Butterfly’s wild slapping, if I shrink like this, hey, I’ll at least avoid 30 hits. I’m so smart.
Happy Hamster Clan: (Explorer crying.jpg) Place your bets, everyone. How long until Explorer starts crying? I bet 10 minutes.
Is This a Beaver?: Allow me to recite a poem for Explorer:
The Mystic Butterfly bullies me for two or three years,
Why fear two or three more?
Year after year it goes on,
Add them up, how many years is that? (funny.jpg)
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Amidst the joyous banter of the livestream audience, Lu Xing entered another round of painful torment lasting over twenty minutes.
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