63: Chapter 63: First-Rank Martial Artist Achieved, Three-Dimensional Attributes Engage in Intensive Competition Once Again!
Thud.
5 points of Strength.
Chen Yichuan took a deep breath, his body trembling uncontrollably with excitement.
Chen Yichuan knew better than anyone what 5 points of Strength meant.
First-Rank Martial Artist!!
Achieved.
Sure enough, in the next second, the system notification rang in his ears.
'Ding.'
'System Notification: Player's Strength attribute has reached 50 points, and Agility and Stamina have reached 30 points. First-Rank Martial Artist achieved!'
'Congratulations, player has broken through to First-Rank Martial Artist. Rewarding 5 Free Attribute points.'
Boom!
With this series of notifications, Chen Yichuan felt very comfortable.
"System, add the 5 Free Attribute points to Strength."
The next instant.
The points were added successfully, and Chen Yichuan felt a surge of strength in his body.
"Personal Panel."
[Chen Yichuan: Male; Life Profession: Jailer; Talent: Attribute Involution (Unique Talent); Realm: First-Rank Martial Artist; Strength: 45+4+1+5 (55); Agility: 36; Stamina: 40; Spirit: 40 (+) (Inactive); Martial Arts: Flowing Cloud Sword Technique (Ultimate)》 Mastery 65/5000; Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick Minor Achievement 132/300... (Collapsed)]
55 points of Strength.
Chen Yichuan breathed heavily; this meant his talent could be activated again.
'Ding.'
"Detected that the player's Strength attribute has significantly exceeded Agility, Stamina, and Spirit. Attribute Involution talent activated. The three are unwilling to fall behind and are undergoing crazy Attribute Involution... Expected to end in 2 days and 1 hour."
Whew.
Seeing Attribute Involution on the panel, Chen Yichuan was indescribably happy.
Just then.
Fang Qing poked him and asked softly: "Brother Chen, sorry to bother you, but we should get going."
"The smell of blood is too strong; I'm afraid it will attract other things."
Hearing this.
Chen Yichuan nodded, his eyes landing on the Blood-Eyed Wolf, and he pointed at it:
"Fan-zi, Qingzi, please carry this giant wolf corpse down the mountain and back to the village!!"
Panting heavily.
At this moment, Chen Yichuan looked exhausted.
Seeing this.
The two didn't say much, exchanged a glance, nodded, tied up the other side of the giant wolf's head, and carried the giant wolf's corpse down the mountain.
...
The dim sky.
It took a full two hours, but the three finally returned to Taoyuan Village.
Some villagers saw the three carrying a massive wolf corpse and called for Village Chief Tian Yushan.
Not long after.
Even though it was already dark, a large crowd was still gathered at the village entrance, curiously sizing up the giant wolf corpse the three had brought back.
"Blood-Eyed Wolf!!"
"A Tier 1 Demonic Beast! Yichuan! You broke through to First-Rank Martial Artist? Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill it." Village Chief Zhao Taohua, who had hurried over, took a simple look and recognized the origin of this demonic beast.
Tier 1 Demonic Beast!
As soon as these words were spoken.
The scene instantly became restless, with exclamations of "Amazing" and "Unbelievable" rising one after another.
Tier 1 Demonic Beast.
Many villagers knew that the Black-Scaled Snake corpse was currently in the village, so they naturally knew a thing or two.
A Tier 1 Demonic Beast is equivalent to a First-Rank Martial Artist.
Instantly.
Everyone's gaze shifted from the Blood-Eyed Wolf to Chen Yichuan.
"Haha, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Yushan, it was just luck, pure luck!" Chen Yichuan cupped his hands and said modestly.
Since they believed he had broken through to First-Rank Martial Artist and killed the Blood-Eyed Wolf, let them continue with the misunderstanding; the result was about the same anyway.
The process was of no great consequence.
Once he said this.
The title of "Lucky Brother" instantly fell upon Chen Yichuan.
Especially the dozen or so players around, all of whom revealed a knowing look.
They understood.
These players still respected Chen Yichuan very much; after all, this was a First-Rank Martial Artist.
They could log out of the game tonight.
Who knew what changes might happen?
Befriending a First-Rank Martial Artist was much easier than offending one.
Following that.
A chorus of compliments rang out.
In the crowd.
Only Blacksmith Zhao kept staring fixedly at the corpse of the Blood-Eyed Wolf; it was as big as a small hill, and in his eyes, it was full of treasures.
On the side.
Not to mention Chen Yichuan, many people saw the 'gleam' in Blacksmith Zhao's eyes.
Seeing this scene.
Village Chief Zhao Taohua stepped forward and nudged him: "Old Zhao? Old Zhao, what are you looking at? You're so entranced. I'm telling you, the Blood-Eyed Wolf was brought back by Yichuan, don't get any bad ideas."
However.
Blacksmith Zhao ignored Village Chief Zhao Taohua.
Excited, agitated.
His gaze, which couldn't be hidden, fell on Chen Yichuan: "Chen Yichuan, give me this Blood-Eyed Wolf corpse, especially these two blood eyes—they are treasures for forging!"
"One hundred taels of gold, no, one thousand taels!!"
Hiss!
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.
One thousand taels of gold.
Was this Blood-Eyed Wolf corpse really that valuable?
Of course, some were marveling at how rich Blacksmith Zhao really was, and little thoughts began to spin.
Treasures for forging.
Chen Yichuan's eyes lit up, and he had a plan in mind.
As for the gold?
What was more satisfying than converting it into strength? He still had several hundred taels of gold on him.
Besides.
Did he need to sell things for gold?
Killing people and looting corpses—wasn't that faster??
Thinking of this, Chen Yichuan smiled faintly and interrupted Blacksmith Zhao, who was affectionately touching the Blood-Eyed Wolf's teeth.
"Blacksmith Zhao, the Blood-Eyed Wolf corpse can be yours."
"But I don't want money. Since the blood eyes have value for forging... I'll give you the wolf corpse, but you must do your best to help me forge weapons."
As his voice fell.
The scene suddenly went quiet. Blacksmith Zhao pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement: "No problem, I will do my best!"
"It's just that a pair of blood eyes can only forge one weapon. Didn't you forge two weapons the other day? If we break down and melt both, perhaps we can take it a step further."
Take it a step further.
Hearing this, even a second of hesitation would be disrespectful to Blacksmith Zhao.
The qingshuang sword and the bronze saber were instantly thrown to Zhang Fan.
"Blacksmith Zhao, then I'll leave it to you. I need a sword!!"
Hearing this, Blacksmith Zhao nodded: "Fine! But what about the meat of the Blood-Eyed Wolf?"
"Meat?"
"Then distribute it to the whole village. Consider it a token of my appreciation. I'll trouble you with this matter, Uncle Zhao." Chen Yichuan cupped his hands and said softly.
"Haha, no trouble at all."
"Wolf meat tastes much better than snake meat. Boys, get to work... let Blacksmith Zhao take the skeleton, and everyone else can share the rest!" Village Chief Zhao Taohua laughed.
Then he summoned a group of young men who were watching.
Chen Yichuan didn't join in.
The three were already exhausted, especially Chen Yichuan.
After the agreement was made, Zhao Tieniu supported him almost the entire way.
The consumption of Qi this time was simply too great; he was nearly collapsed.
"Brother Chen, at twelve o'clock tonight, I'll come find you!" Fang Qing whispered in his ear, then turned and left.
Zhang Fan did the same, nodding.
The players in Taoyuan Village all understood what the two meant, only Zhao Tieniu was confused.
He scratched his head and said in confusion: "Twelve o'clock at night? Coming to find Brother Chuan so late, what is this for? Sitting in a row together?"
"That's not right, three men... what can they do late at night?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Chen Yichuan's face instantly darkened, and he urged Zhao Tieniu to go back quickly.
Arriving home.
Chen Yichuan fell asleep almost as soon as he hit the bed; he was just too tired.
This trip had great gains, but it was truly exhausting.
...
Unknowingly, time galloped forward, and along with the countdown, the players were all very expectant.
[《Mystic Realm》 logout countdown: Ten, Nine...]
Hearing the system notification, Chen Yichuan woke up instantly.