Chapter 418: Boss Fang's Super Big Gift Pack

Song Qingfeng (Kyo Kusanagi): Third place in the King of Fighters tournament, third place in cosplay.

He received two third-place gift boxes in total.

On the large screen, Song Qingfeng could be seen walking up with the two boxes cradled in his arms, a hint of excitement written on his face.

After all, his performance in Diablo II last time had failed to secure him a spot in the top three, earning him only a reward that capped his gaming time. He had never expected to walk away with two gift boxes at once this time.

Moreover, what surprised him most was that his exceptional play as Kyo Kusanagi had subtly won him many votes; though he had switched to Iori Yagami after the semifinals, he had still managed to fight his way into the top three.

Song Qingfeng looked thoroughly pleased as he held the gift boxes in his hands.

He opened the first box.

Lying inside was a strange, small transparent case.

Within the case burned a solitary crimson flame.

"What is this?"

Song Qingfeng looked at the label beside it in curiosity, which read: "Scarlet Flame. It contains the power of the Scarlet Flame, capable of purifying one's own elemental fire."

"Holy crap?!" Song Qingfeng froze. "Isn't this Kyo Kusanagi's Scarlet Flame?!"

Everyone else was rooted to the spot in daze. "Could it be that once the power of this flame is refined, it can convert one's own fire element into the kind of flame Kyo Kusanagi uses?!"

It was common knowledge that the temperature of Kyo Kusanagi's Scarlet Flame was incredibly high, far beyond what any ordinary fire could match.

"Hahaha, this alone makes it all worth it!" Song Qingfeng was overjoyed, and casually opened the second box as well.

However, fortune did not favor him a second time. As the box opened, a white rune stone was revealed, marked with a peculiar, flame-patterned character.

"...Eld Rune?!" Song Qingfeng's face went dark, and he nearly fainted from frustration.

"Let me go next, let me go next!" Su Tianji was holding the first-place gift box from the music festival, which was clearly two tiers higher than Song Qingfeng's.

Stepping forward with burning impatience, she opened her box to reveal a longsword radiating an immense spiritual aura.

The blade measured two feet in length, and the hilt was made of a material that resembled jade yet was not jade, its most unique feature being its ice-like texture.

The blade itself was a foot shorter than ordinary swords, its entire form as crystal-clear as autumn water, reflecting images with perfect clarity.

Notably, along the spine of the blade, stretching from the hilt all the way to the tip, lay a perfectly straight line of azure light.

Su Tianji cried out in astonishment on the spot, "Moxue?!"

Moxue and Tianya had been renowned as twin divine weapons since ancient times. Though its fame might have been slightly eclipsed by the Tianya Divine Sword, its power was absolutely undeniable!

"How could anyone have such incredible luck...?!"

"She actually drew Moxue!"

"What kind of insane luck is this?!"

"Well, it is a first-place gift box after all..."

Everyone stared at the large screen in utter bewilderment.

"Ah, hahahaha! I actually got Moxue!" Clutching the classical and elegantly styled flying sword, Su Tianji was ecstatic, nearly dancing with joy. "The Moxue Divine Sword! Hahaha!"

"Keep it down, we're live-streaming!" Owner Fang, standing beside her, looked thoroughly embarrassed.

"Oh..."

"Cough... who's next?" Su Tianji quickly shifted the topic while everyone's attention was still captivated by Moxue.

Listening to the discussions around her and watching the others draw such wonderful treasures, Dong Qingli could no longer sit still. "I'll go next."

Yet, it was obvious that even if the majority drew excellent items, a small minority would still face disappointment. This third-place box of hers...

Her heart naturally began to flutter with anxiety.

With immense nervousness, she lifted a single corner of the gift box.

"What is it?!"

"What's inside?!"

The hearts of nearly all the cultivators and warriors watching the unboxing rose to their throats; these gift boxes had truly provided them with far too many surprises.

Many stood up from their seats, some even craning their necks up, down, left, and right, searching for different angles as if a change in perspective would reveal a different part of the screen. Others had already pressed themselves right against the large screen, wishing they could crawl inside for a better look.

"Open it! Just open it already!" Black Demon's face was practically glued to the glass.

"Hurry up!" Several girls from the Nanhua Faction also crowded closer.

Only then did Dong Qingli grit her teeth and fling the box wide open!

A sharp gasp immediately escaped her lips.

Lying inside the box was a stalk of spiritual herb brimming with vital energy.

Spiritual Mountain Lingzhi (from Legend of Sword and Fairy), commonly known as the auspicious herb, possessing the divine effect of nurturing qi and cultivating the vital essence.

Though it could not compare to the previous prizes, she had at least avoided a total disaster. While Dong Qingli felt a twinge of disappointment, such a fine treasure was still a rare sight, and she quickly gathered it up.

By this time, only the final grand gift box remained.

Nalan Mingxue's first-place prize from the King of Fighters tournament.

Even Nalan Mingxue felt a rare surge of tension, her palms slightly trembling as she opened the box.

Her eyelids twitched.

A massive, sharpened saber jumped out of the box, its body as white as snow and radiating a bone-chilling frost.

Beside it lay a dark blue scabbard.

"This is...?!"

The blade spanned three feet and seven inches, forged from the coldest substance in the world. Wherever the blade emerged, snow was bound to fall; it killed without drawing blood, for the blood would freeze solid from the absolute chill before it could ever splatter!

The temperature inside the shop instantly plummeted, causing many cultivators and warriors with lower cultivations to instinctively back away from the weapon.

"The Snow Drinker Saber?!"

The eyes of many warriors present looked as though they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Princess Royal Ji Yu was sitting right nearby, her hands itching to simply snatch the saber away. "She actually drew it?!"

Ji Wu's eyes widened as well. "Nie Feng's Snow Drinker Saber?!"

Nalan Mingxue gripped the hilt and stepped out the door.

As she swung the blade, the surrounding snowflakes suddenly intensified!

Immediately following, the Snow Drinker Saber came down in a fierce, sweeping slash!

A colossal, icy-blue blade aura cleaved downward in its wake!

"The Six Styles of Cold Pride?!"

"A forty-meter long blade?!"

"So cool!" Song Qingfeng and the others cried out in amazement from where they stood.

"Ahhh... why didn't I make it into the top three?!" Witnessing these lavish gifts one after another, many people were driven to the brink of madness.

"Hmph!" Jiang Xiaoyue crossed her arms and turned her small head away. She had only received three small gift boxes, and every single one had yielded nothing but snacks.

The others burned with envy and jealousy, their eyes red with longing.

It was a spectacle where some rejoiced while others despaired; those who had received grand gift boxes but failed to open anything worthwhile were left utterly beside themselves with rage.

At this very moment, only Owner Fang’s gift box remained unopened.

Naturally, Owner Fang was far too lazy to stream it; he had hoarded himself away in his room, quietly making his fortune in secret.

If even the ordinary grand gift boxes could yield such magnificent treasures, what could Owner Fang’s premium grand gift box possibly contain?!

With trembling hands, Owner Fang pried the grand gift box open.

This time, unlike the others whose boxes yielded only a single item, Owner Fang watched as a succession of treasures leaped out of the box all at once!

"Ding! Acquired one Divine Weapon Fragment." A flash of purple light erupted, and the divine weapon fragment counter on the system panel clicked upward once more.

"Ding! Acquired Beowulf." Before Owner Fang lay a set of gauntlets and greaves, their fine runes gleaming with the power of light.

"Ding! Acquired Kalina Ann Multi-purpose Missile Launcher (Infinite)."

"Ding! Acquired the Sun Golden Wheel."

"Ding! Acquired the Moon Golden Wheel."

Listening to the system notifications chime one after another, Owner Fang's face contorted into an expression of sheer, unadulterated ecstasy!

...

If one were to trace the lineage upward, it could be tracked back to the primordial era.

Legend had it that when the entire cosmos and all living creatures were still trapped in a state of chaotic ignorance, the mortal realm was like a solitary boat adrift on a sea of suffering, where countless beings floated and sank. Back then, there were masters who fed on wind and drank dew, refining emptiness into spirit; they passed down the Daoist arts in spiritual mountains and blessed lands, teaching cultivation to all without discrimination, which led to the emergence of countless brilliantly talented and exceptional individuals.

Later, the finest among them emulated these ancient sages, establishing altars and academies to impart the laws of the Dao.

Since antiquity, the Haotian Academy had produced an innumerable multitude of sages and luminaries. Let alone the Lingzhou Continent, even a remote and desolate place like the Deserted Sea Realm had heard the names of cultivators who emerged from the Haotian Academy; one could well imagine what kind of existence it was in Lingzhou.

And at this very moment, Owner Fang, who was still in the outermost reaches of the Deserted Sea Realm, was also about to depart from the Deserted Sea and step onto that brand-new land.

Owner Fang sat in the room, helping Jiang Xiaoyue pack the last of her belongings. Watching her munch on potato chips with a loud, crisp crunch, he solemnly snatched them away: "Eat less. Save some to share with the other kids when we get to the academy."

Jiang Xiaoyue: "..."