A Predator’s Mistake
Night blanketed the city, casting shadows over the 7 Days Inn.
The black cat crouched low, its burning red eyes fixed on Chen Huaian’s exposed throat.
This human had to die.
It wasn’t at full strength yet. If it fought the man head-on, there was a risk.
But—
A sleeping creature is the easiest to kill.
In time, as its strength returned, even those roaring metal chariots—the four-wheeled iron boxes—would pose no threat.
A Grudge Against the Four-Wheeled Iron Boxes
The black cat’s pupils narrowed as it recalled its first encounter with these metallic monsters.
It had once stood proudly, master of the night.
Then—
A roaring demon of steel and glass had rushed at it with unnatural speed, slamming it onto the pavement before vanishing into the distance.
If it weren’t for its innate resilience, it would have been nothing but a bloodstain on the road.
Cunning humans.
They hid within their four-wheeled shells, escaping retribution.
Tonight, though—
Tonight, vengeance begins.
It would start by feasting on this human.
A Fatal Leap
The black cat’s muscles tensed, claws extended.
Whoosh!
A blur of shadows shot through the air, moving too fast for the eye to follow.
Its razor-sharp claws sliced through the darkness, aiming straight for Chen Huaian’s throat—
Then—
ROAR!
A thunderous dragon’s cry erupted within its mind.
BOOM!
Its limbs froze midair, its body locked in place—
Then it plummeted like a brick, landing on the mattress with a thud.
The Bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon
Pain wracked the black cat’s body.
“Anc… Ancestral Dragon?!“
It trembled violently, barely able to lift its head.
Then—
The human turned slightly in his sleep, and the quilt slid off his back, revealing—
A black dragon tattoo, coiling over his spine.
Its golden eyes flickered, radiating divine majesty.
And then—
The tattoo moved.
ROAR!
A second dragon’s cry shattered the black cat’s thoughts.
This was no ordinary tattoo—
It was alive.
The moment its eyes met the dragon’s, the black cat’s instincts screamed.
It must flee!
But before it could turn—
A gold-lined black tail lashed through the air.
SMACK!
The black cat flew backward, tumbling straight into the shoe box.
Snap!
The lid slammed shut.
Inside, the black cat shivered uncontrollably.
“D-Damn it… This human is protected by an Ancestral Dragon?!“
It clutched its chest, feeling its organs burn.
Blood trickled from the corner of its mouth.
Its body was already in bad shape.
This new injury had made things even worse.
It tried to move.
But the pain was unbearable.
Its vision faded.
The last thing it saw was the black dragon, coiling back onto the human’s back, disappearing into his skin.
Chen Huaian, oblivious to everything, scratched his butt in his sleep and rolled over.
Morning Glory
7:00 AM.
Chen Huaian’s phone alarm blared, its shrill sound jarring him awake.
Still half-buried in his pillow, he groped blindly, unlocking his phone with one hand.
Then—
His eyes snapped open.
Electronic girlfriend, start!
The screen lit up.
Li Qingran sat cross-legged in the hut, cultivating diligently.
📌 [Status: Cultivation]
📌 [Cultivation Progress: 7631/9999 (Eighth Level)]
📌 [Remaining Lifespan: 273 Years]
📌 [Favorability: 60 (Close)]
Chen Huaian’s sleepiness vanished instantly.
“Damn!“
She had jumped multiple levels overnight?!
And that was with just an intermediate Spirit Gathering Array!
The Battle Order Rewards
A notification popped up—
📌 [New Battle Order Rewards Unlocked!]
Chen Huaian clicked to receive.
A series of bags materialized on Li Qingran’s table.
📌 [Spirit Stone Lucky Blind Box]
Contains: 1 Spirit Crystal, 99 High-Grade Spirit Stones, 999 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, or a guaranteed 1,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
“Meh, decent.”
Chen Huaian wasn’t too excited.
But then—
His eyes locked onto the Grand Prize for reaching Qi Refining Great Perfection.
📌 [Chao Sheng Jue – Xuan-Tier Lower-Grade Technique]
“When the tide rises, the heavens shift. This technique harnesses the ebb and flow of spiritual energy, absorbing the essence of the tides. At its peak, it grants endless stamina in battle.”
“Mastery of Chao Sheng Jue leads directly into the higher-tier Canghai Jue.”
Chen Huaian whistled.
“Damn. Not bad!“
Though…
Li Qingran already had an internal cultivation method—the Chiyun Jue.
If she switched techniques, she’d have to start over from scratch.
“Tsk. That’d be a waste.“
Still—
Something caught his attention.
The Chao Sheng Jue… wasn’t marked as “exclusive” to Li Qingran.
“Wait… can I use it?”
His mind raced back to the Blue Lotus Sword Canon.
Could it be—
That he had to learn the technique first before teaching it to Li Qingran?
“This game dev really has a bad sense of humor.“
He sighed, shaking his head.
A Knock at the Door
📌 [Your Electronic Girlfriend’s Gift Has Arrived!]
📌 [Your Spoils of War Have Been Delivered!]
Chen Huaian grinned.
But before he could check—
Knock, knock, knock!
A rapid knocking startled him.
“What the—?!“
His eyes narrowed.
Every time he received a physical item from the game, it arrived mysteriously at his door.
Today, he was catching the delivery guy.
He grabbed his crutches and rushed to the door.
He yanked it open—
Empty.
Not a single soul in sight.
“…Could they be a parkour master?”
He glanced down the hallway. No movement.
Only two boxes sat at his feet.
His First Real Sword
One box was small, labeled:
📌 [Qingran’s Small Gift]
The other was long, roughly 1.5 meters, with only three words:
📌 [Spoils of War]
Chen Huaian reached for the long box—
“THUD!”
The damn thing was so heavy that the hotel floor cracked on impact.
“F—!!!“
He frantically dragged a carpet over the hole, glancing around like a guilty criminal.
Then, he carefully lifted the box again.
It was solid.
It had weight.
And that meant—
“A real weapon.“
Chen Huaian’s fingers traced the edge of the box, a smile curling at his lips.
“Good sword.“
“Good sword.“
“Hehe~!“
