If by any chance it could turn out sothing good, wouldn’t that save a ton of trouble?
Thinking of this, Lu Wenwu scooped up the snoozing Xiaobao and placed him in his arms. Under the kitten’s disdainful gaze, he used its little paw to tear open the mysterious fortune bag.
In essence, it was still Lu Wenwu who opened the lucky bag.
But he always felt holding a lucky cat would bring so good fortunes.
A streak of golden light flashed by, and a token-like object appeared in Lu Wenwu’s hand.
Xiaobao slapped him disdainfully then jumped away on its own.
Lu Wenwu looked at his hand and found it was an iron-gray token about the size of a palm, resembling a scroll that had been opened.
It felt a bit cool to the touch, neither tal nor jade, and was quite heavy.
At the top was a sturdy, unknown material chain for hanging.
[Na: Netherworld Pardon Order (Fake)]
[Type: Item]
[Introduction: Ancient emperors in the human world had the right to issue a red-inked iron certificate, and so does the Netherworld. A toy made by a Yama from the Ten Hall Yama to practice with, it has so traits of the genuine article but cos with significant usage limitations]
[Once bound and hung at the waist, it automatically activates when you take an attack that empties the remaining blood volu or [lethal] damage. For three minutes, the blood volu will remain at "1", ignoring any effects below the [Ascension to Divinity] level.]
[Note: After the pseudo Netherworld Pardon Order activates, it does not clear the user’s own negative effects or damage taken]
[Current usable tis: 9/9]
Whoa, mustard cricket?
Locking the blood volu for three minutes, that’s practically invincible!
Even if it can only lock nine tis, that’s already quite absurd!
Combined with my [Blood and Flesh Regeneration] and [Lethal Strike], wouldn’t that just be a straight chance to transform into a real man for three minutes nine tis?
Lu Wenwu’s eyes lit up, and he imdiately bound it and hung it on his waist, then grabbed Xiaobao for a wild round of rubbing and kissing.
Then, as expected, he received a good beating from the Shadowless ow ow Fist.
Now that’s satisfying.
For us cat owners, not being mischievous for a day makes our hands itch!
This mischief is a must!
After rubbing in a face full of cheer, Lu Wenwu let the angry Xiaobao go lick his fur on the sofa, and while the feeling was still hot, opened a second lucky bag.
Golden light surged, the earth gushed...
The special effects weren’t that advanced, just golden light only.
Lu Wenwu was a bit tired of seeing this effect, even thinking of directly blocking the lucky bag special effects.
Anyway, this lousy ga has only this one effect.
Opening!
The prize is...
Geez, what is this?
Lu Wenwu looked confused at the object that appeared in his hand.
It was a human-like statue the size of a palm, dressed in ancient general armor, looking quite mighty from the back.
But looking from the front...
This general statue actually didn’t have facial features; the face was directly indented.
The open hand was empty, not wielding any weapon.
But from the action, it should have had one.
[Na: General Statue]
[Kind: Unknown]
[Introduction: A statue of a general, its na unknown, seems sowhat incomplete]
Lu Wenwu: "???"
What’s this thing given to ?
A bit puzzled, he activated the Eye of Insight.
[Damaged General Statue]: ???/???
[Current State]: Sealed
6!
Lu Wenwu directly gave a thumbs up.
Although he didn’t know what it was, just seeing all these question marks indicated it must be sothing aweso.
The last aweso thing like this was the jade slip used to contain the "Influence Body Refining Skill".
Putting away this seemingly impressive but currently useless statue into his backpack, Lu Wenwu took out the last tangible reward from this dungeon.
A syringe filled with ink-colored liquid.
[Na: Bloodline Transformation Potion (Perfect)]
[Kind: Bloodline]
[Introduction: A perfect quality Zombie King Bloodline Potion. After use, your race will perfectly transform into [Zombie] at 100%, gaining the corresponding Zombie King traits, and there’s a fairly large possibility of evolving a trace of Zombie God bloodline during the fusion process]
[Note: Zombies are one of the undead creatures. Due to their specialized racial structure, certain discomforts may arise. Please prepare for adaptation in advance.]
Yikes!
Such an aweso thing, but it’s so trashy!
Lu Wenwu turned into a master of contradiction literature on the spot, directly shelving this thing.
Darn it, who would want to beco a zombie!
Even if it has a trace of Zombie God blood, it’s still a zombie, isn’t it?
No way, not going to happen!
Find a chance to sell it directly!
While Lu Wenwu was thinking about what to cultivate next, his phone suddenly rang.
Blue Star Technology was quite advanced; projection-based communication watches and even brain-implanted chips were fully realized.
But as an old-school "elderly" transmigrator, he was still used to using a phone—even though it was a black-tech model capable of projections as well.
He glanced at the caller ID and was sowhat surprised.
It was actually from that truly socially anxious Enchanting Demon Kashan.
Pressing the answer button, Kashan’s half-body projection appeared in front of him.
Lu Wenwu waved to greet: "Hello there!"
"Long ti no see!"
Facing an acquaintance he had fought alongside for several months, Kashan was clearly not as reserved as before.
"I just saw on social dia that you’re searching for an artifact refining master who can craft legendary equipnt?"
"Hmm?"
Lu Wenwu sat up straight, feeling a jolt of alertness.
"Could it be you have a lead?"
"Well, I do, but there’s so limitation." Kashan nodded, "My father is the King of Fla Demons who rules a layer of the Abyss. He’s quite renowned in the Endless Abyss for artifact refining, crafting, and arrays, not to ntion he can create mythical and even higher-level gear effortlessly."
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