YM778.TV Chapter 40
Meng Jingtian was horrified. And it was even a homing skill that couldn’t be dodged.
“Divine Punishment! Wind-Sweeping Hand!”
Fortunately, Meng Jingtian was ready with his skills. The moment the attack landed, he immediately used Divine Punishment on the boss.
He then activated one of his equipment skills, increasing his attack speed by 20%, striking the black sword that was the boss five times within two seconds with his saber.
After doing all this, Meng Jingtian closed his eyes and waited for the final ‘judgment’.
Because he no longer had a life-saving skill, he decided to go all or nothing. Even if he had to bet his life, he had to kill the boss and bring it down with him so that all his effort wasn’t for nothing!
“Ding! Congratulations! Level up!” A crisp system notification rang out. The expected death having not come, Meng Jingtian somewhat fearfully opened his eyes.
What he saw was a devastated battlefield, a pile of white bones, and dazzling equipment spread out all over the ground.
Flipping through the battle log, he saw that the boss’s attack had dealt more than forty thousand damage. Before leveling up, he had only had a few dozen hit points left.
What the hell sort of luck was this? He might as well just change his name to ‘the god of luck’!
“No! I have to boost my HP. This old man’s heart can’t take this much excitement,” Meng Jingtian muttered to himself, patting his chest.
Excitement was one thing, but the rewards were also decent. The ground was covered in loot, and Meng Jingtian even spotted two orange lights, his face instantly breaking into a smile.
Demon·Mi Fei had been a Level 35 gold boss, and the number of people that had reached Level 35 on the level rankings couldn’t even form a group, let alone a group that could take on a Level 35 boss.
High risk came with high rewards. Meng Jingtian had soloed this boss, and he now reaped the rewards.
Meng Jingtian walked over to the loot the boss had dropped and used the Forgotten Ring’s passive to automatically pick up the items.
Only after this did Meng Jingtian begin to inspect the items.
What he inspected first were naturally the two orange items.
Demon Nightmare (Dormant): A legendary Nightmare Body from the Demon Realm. Can be planted on a human or beast, and after a certain period of time, it will transform them into a blood-sucking ‘Demon’.
Meng Jingtian was astonished. His mission was to find information on the Demon Nightmare, and he hadn’t expected to end up with it.
Flipping over to the mission page, he saw that the mission hadn’t completed, though the mission progress had received a big boost.
It seems that I still have to take a trip to the Blood Demon Palace base,
Meng Jingtian remarked to himself. He then sent over the Demon Nightmare’s description to Zhang Defa.
After all, this treasure map was Zhang Defa’s. He had only come to help him out.
Even so, Zhang Defa had offered a generous forty-sixty split that favored Meng Jingtian. As he was such an upright person, Meng Jingtian naturally wouldn’t be so petty as to take everything for himself.
Meng Jingtian was constantly reminding himself that he was playing a game. Yes, he was playing the game, not the game playing him.
If he dropped his principles for the sake of a game, becoming a petty and shameless man like Bai Wensheng, he would come to hate himself.
Frostslow Sword (Orange): The personal sword of Frozen Sword Sect Elder Mi Fei. Forged by Master Blacksmith Ouyang Huo from meteoric iron. Ranked sixth in the Ten Renowned Swords of the Northern Black Dragon Kingdom.
Stats: Attack + 1000, Strength + 10, Critical Hit + 10%
Passive: When dealing damage, apply 100% of basic magic damage as Frost damage.
The Frozen Sword Sect was a physical attack faction that emphasized Strength, but the Frostslow Sword’s passive dealt magic damage. This was truly rather bizarre.
But this could be rather effective against opponents with higher physical defense. This could be considered an extremely high-grade weapon that would probably draw many big buyers if put up for auction.
Meng Jingtian softly chuckled as he sent over the Frostslow Sword’s description to Zhang Defa.
“Wow wow! Orange! An orange equipment!” Zhang Defa shouted in excitement, seemingly only now seeing Meng Jingtian’s two messages.
“Wooow! To see an orange piece of equipment, my gaming life is complete!”
But this reaction was a little too much!
“‘Complete’, my ass! This game just opened! What are you shouting about? You’ve got too few desires!” Meng Jingtian rolled his eyes as he playfully cursed.
“Heheh, I really don’t have many desires! Brother, look at my equipment. The majority of it is still blue! You see that there’s no equipment up for auction, so can’t you let me be a little excited?” Zhang Defa chuckled as he shamelessly confessed.
“Then go and be excited! In any case, sixty percent of this equipment is mine,” Meng Jingtian replied, a smile on his face.
Zhang Defa was startled, and then he hastily replied, “No! Brother, no! You have to give this sword to me! What if I add in a little money? Transfer you some alliance coins? Name your price!”
“That’s not necessary. It’s not like there are only these two items. This cave had a boss that I just killed. It dropped loot all over the place, so I can give you the sword!” With this rather understated comment, Meng Jingtian began to inspect the purple items.
“Boss? Killed?” Zhang Defa was stunned. A boss that dropped orange items had to be at least a gold boss, right?
In this current stage of the game, a Level 25 gold boss would require a team of 20 players with an average level of 27 to beat.
Moreover, if even the mobs on the outer edge were Level 25, and since it had dropped orange equipment, that boss was definitely higher than 25!
Meng Jingtian had gone in alone, but he had killed the boss?
He just killed it? And he had talked about it like he had killed some random mob. Zhang Defa was speechless. This was probably what was meant by the saying ‘comparing oneself to others just makes you explode from anger’, right?
“Clear Heart Necklace (Purple): A necklace that can focus the mind.
Stats: Spirit + 10, Constitution +
Passive: Cultivation Madness chance decreased by 50%.”
As Zhang Defa reeled in shock, Meng Jingtian posted the description for another purple item.
“I want the Demon Nightmare and this necklace,” Meng Jingtian added.
After all, this was what he deserved.
If it was what he deserved, then he would not even let one coin go, but if he didn’t deserve it, he wouldn’t long for even half a cent.
Upon coming to his senses, Zhang Defa hurriedly sent back a reply. “Okay! Okay! I just need the sword!”
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Meng Jingtian was taken aback, and then he smiled. “You really do have no desires!”
He then pasted the descriptions for three additional purple items.
Zhang Defa chuckled. It was wrong to consider him greedy for being excited over making some alliance coins for posting a video. He just enjoyed the process of making money.
In some aspects, he was basically the same as Meng Jingtian, not caring much for physical possessions.