Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Xiao stepped forward slowly.
Coincidentally, the side-swept fringe boy, Zhang Hai, had just come down from the stage.
"Oh, Jiang Xiao?"
Zhang Hai had just awakened a top-tier spiritual artifact with seven skill slots, basking in his glory.
He said arrogantly, "Good luck. It's fine if you're bad at 'League of Spirits and Demons,' but don't let reality be the same."
'League of Spirits and Demons' was a national game.
Jiang Xiao came from an average family, and the character he usually used only had three skills, often getting crushed by others, stuck at the Silver rank.
Zhang Hai, on the other hand, was different. His character had a full seven skills, and with the advantage of spending money, he had climbed to Platinum rank, often using it to show off to girls.
"'League of Spirits and Demons'?"
Jiang Xiao thought for a moment, then flashed a bright smile, "Even with three skills, I can still crush you!"
What a joke!
The pure, streamlined design showcased a perfect proportion, the blade sharp as if it could slice through the air. The hidden patterns on the blade, combined with a faint dark glow, made it look extremely eerie.
Just by its appearance, it was undoubtedly a peerless weapon of destruction!
However, Jiang Xiao's joy didn't last long. In the next moment, Chen Fan's cold voice rang out,
"Common spiritual artifact, three skill slots."
Whoosh!
Instantly, Jiang Xiao froze in place.
Did... he hear that correctly?
"HAHAHAHAHA!!! Three skill slots, the bottom of Class 3, Grade 10 has been revealed!"
Below the stage, the group led by Zhang Hai burst into piercing laughter.
The little fatty was stunned, "Jiang Xiao, how did you awaken such a trash destined spiritual artifact?"
Three skill slots—this basically set Jiang Xiao's future in stone.
Others had five or six skills: one for control, one for burst damage, one for survival, and even a few for healing or area-of-effect damage.
Zhang Hai scoffed, his tone dripping with arrogance.
His lackey beside him quickly chimed in, "Brother Zhang, why even bother with trash like him who has a common spiritual artifact?"
"HAHAHAHA."
Zhang Hai was brimming with pride, not only excelling in the game but also thriving in reality.
"Sigh... three skill slots it is, then..."
After a long while, Jiang Xiao sighed and walked back to his seat.
Sitting down, the little fatty behind him offered a few words of comfort.
Jiang Xiao forced a smile, "It's fine."
He summoned the dagger again, playing with it in his hand.
As expected of a destined spiritual artifact—even though it was the first time he held it, it felt as if he had been accustomed to it for decades, like a part of his own body, giving him a sense of familiarity.
"What a pity... it looks so cool, so why does it only have three skills?"
Although it felt
Before long, the dark text suddenly changed,
"...Faced with this sudden change, you feel somewhat at a loss, and then you look down and see your own shadow..."
Jiang Xiao was puzzled and looked down.
In an instant, his expression changed drastically.
Beneath the table, his shadow looked incredibly eerie!
Under the sunlight streaming through the window, everyone's shadow was a faint black.
But his shadow was a pure, pitch-black darkness, so deep it seemed like a black hole devouring everything, not even light could escape.
What terrified Jiang Xiao even more was that he could clearly see something twisting and squirming within his shadow...
"...Your shadow is very special, and you suspect it might have the ability to devour ghosts..."
The ink-like text changed eerily once again.
"When the hell did I suspect that? Explain yourself clearly! Hey!"
Jiang Xiao couldn't help but吐槽 inwardly about the text, "What the hell is this text? Why... does it feel like it's just talking to itself, or is it deliberately guiding me?"
"...You begin to doubt whether what you're seeing is real, and later you plan to find a ghost to test it..."
This time, the text noticeably faded, and soon it disappeared completely.
For a long time afterward, Jiang Xiao didn't sense anything unusual again.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down, "Why is my shadow so strange? And what does this bizarre text mean? A hint?"
Looking at his now-normal shadow, Jiang Xiao suddenly had a bold speculation, "If this is true... could my shadow really devour ghosts and directly gain their abilities?"
Thinking this way, Jiang Xiao's heartbeat quickened.
Thump~ Thump~
Like the beat of a war drum, Jiang Xiao felt as if a whole new world was opening up before him.
No matter how extraordinary a spirit master's talent was, even if they had a celestial-grade spiritual artifact with ten skill slots, there was still a limit.
But if his speculation was correct, and his shadow could indeed endlessly devour other ghosts...
His future—
Would be unimaginable!
Search the entire world, and you probably wouldn't find a single spirit master who could compare to him!
Zhang Hai? Top-tier spiritual artifact? Seven skill slots?
Nonsense!
Jiang Xiao's previously stifled heart suddenly opened up, sweeping away his earlier despondency!
"Jiang Xiao, it's fine. Three skills are actually enough. Later, you can exchange for an attack soul bead and a movement soul bead—isn't that enough? What do you need so many for? It's just a waste, isn't it?"
At that moment, the little fatty, thinking Jiang Xiao was still troubled, offered a few more words of comfort,
"As for healing and support skills, you can just find a healer in the team later; for high-damage skills, you can find a spirit master specialized in that..."
"I want it all!" Hearing these words, Jiang Xiao's lips curled into a faint smile.