"Xiao Hua, where are you? Your favorite brother is here to play with you!" Yuan shouted loudly in the forest the moment he logged into the game.
"Aiii... What am I doing?" He sat down afterward, his hand reaching for the necklace around his neck.
Despite it seemingly made out of steel with a piece of jade attached, the necklace was as light as a feather, nearly weightless.
«Xiao Hua's Necklace»
«Grade: ???»
«Description: Obtained from Xiao Hua.»
"Even though she said to use this to call her... how do I use it?" He played around with the necklace as he pondered.
He tried poking it, caressing it, commanding it to open, even licking it, but alas, the necklace remained unchanged. After many minutes and many failures later, Yuan decided to stop trying to activate the necklace.
"Oh, Xiao Hua. How can you give me something so complicated without explaining its functions?" He sighed loudly.
Suddenly, as though the heavens heard his sigh, the earth trembled.
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The sound of metal clashing resounded, followed by loud cursing.
"Eat my Coiling Sword Strike, you bastard!"
"Courting death!"
Boom! A loud explosion appeared in the distance, startling Yuan. What just happened? Why did the earth tremble the way it did just now? Did someone drop a bomb?
Clang! The sound of metal clashing resounded again, and a gust of wind suddenly swept the place, nearly lifting Yuan into the air.
"Devil Meng Li! If I don't kill you today, then I am not Zhan Xuegang!"
"Ahahaha! A mere half-step Spirit Grandmaster like you think you can kill me? Today will be the day you will realize your foolish existence — in hell!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Visible ripples filled with profound power swiftly swept the sky after every clash, sending chills down Yuan's spine every time it swept past him.
"It is actually two people fighting against each other that is causing this phenomenon?!" Yuan was shocked, to say the least. "To fight in someone else's garden, how disrespectful!"
Soon, two figures could be seen fighting each other in the air from where Yuan stood. One with long red hair and one with long black hair. They were flying back and forth, throwing powerful sword strikes at each other that would create ripples upon being blocked by the other person.
"They are flying, just like that old man!" Yuan recalled Elder Song, the old man who gave him and thousands of other players a brief explanation about this world while standing on a sword in the air.
The fight in the air lasted for many minutes without either one gaining an advantage over the other; they seemed to be equally matched.
However, as they were getting closer and closer to where Yuan stood, the destructive ripples created by their sword clashes also became painful to bear for him.
Despite not being apart of the fight, Yuan could feel a dominating pressure making it difficult for him to breathe, and his body felt as though it was carrying a large rock.
"Die for me! Seven Earthly Sword Strikes!"
"Ahahaha! Too weak! Way too weak! Bloody Sword Strike!"
A ripple far superior to the previous swept through the place until it could no longer be seen on the horizon.
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Cultivation Online
FantasyYuan was born with an incurable illness that left him blind at a young age and crippled a few years later, rendering everything below his head useless. Deemed hopeless and irredeemable, his parents quickly gave up on him, and the world ignored him. ...
