The appearance of Illusory Weapons satisfied all players. Different weapons boasted different appearances.
Take the Long Sword, for example. After using an Illusion Weapon Exchange Coupon, its entire blade shimred with drifting silver-white light, even twinkling with flowing specks of radiance. An originally ordinary sword blade transford after using an Illusion Weapon Exchange Coupon. Its structure now appeared as if constructed from white bone. The entire sword also exuded an indescribable aura. Purely in terms of appearance, players who favored swords were naturally very satisfied. The sa went for other weapons, nearly all of which seed designed according to the players’ aesthetic preferences.
The female disciples from the Great Dream Immortal Sect hadn’t expected to receive such magical items so soon after arriving at the Profound Yellow Sect. Although the Spiritual Artifact in their hands was still the original one, changing its "skin" certainly made it look much better.
Dung Beetle, seeing himself leading by a wide margin on the Fresh Flower List, couldn’t suppress a smile. Sister Zhou, who was following beside him, also found it impossible to contain her excitent.
Who would have thought she would end up as the ultimate winner? Incredible! This ti she really hit the jackpot.
Just as Dung Beetle stepped out of the Contribution Hall, Leaning Out and his group exchanged glances and imdiately surrounded him. Seeing himself encircled by Leaning Out and the others, Dung Beetle raised an eyebrow slightly.
What’s the aning of this? I’m now number one on the Fresh Flower List, and soone still wants to cause trouble for ?
"What do you guys want?" Dung Beetle asked warily.
To him, the only true ’number ones’ were always players! Only players could make him fearful; other entities like Demonic Beasts or the Sea Race were re trash.
Leaning Out glanced at Dung Beetle and Sister Zhou, his eyes filled with anger. Sister Zhou sensed sothing was wrong. She stuck out her tongue playfully and quickly retreated, standing quietly behind to observe.
She didn’t know what had happened, but it was quite clear that things were very wrong now. These players were seriously problematic!
"Dung Beetle, do you rember Xu Qing?" Leaning Out narrowed his eyes, his voice laced with a hint of danger.
Xu Qing? That na sounds familiar.
Dung Beetle nodded and said, "I rember she’s a disciple of the Great Dream Immortal Sect. She visited us before, so what? I haven’t provoked her. If you want to beat up, you’ll need a better reason than that, right?"
I can tell these guys are clearly spoiling for a fight. Do they find an eyesore? That must be it, nine tis out of ten! Jeez, are people just inventing reasons to start fights now? If you want to fight, fine, but at least find a proper excuse. I’ve barely had any contact with Xu Qing.
"Senior Sister Xu likes you!" Lianyi stood behind Leaning Out, her eyes filled with a touch of regret and helplessness. She hadn’t expected the person Xu Qing liked to be... like this.
Such a disappointnt.
"What the hell? Who did you say likes Dung Beetle?"
"Besides Sister Zhou, there’s soone else who actually has a favorable impression of this guy? Sister, are you serious?"
"Xu Qing, isn’t she that busty girl? HOLY SHIT, is she blind? How could she fall for a specin like Dung Beetle?"
"No way! Does the Great Dream Immortal Sect not have any male disciples? How could Xu Qing fall for *him*?"
"..."
Listening to the surrounding conversations, Dung Beetle suddenly realized sothing was amiss.
Damn it all. Why are more and more people gathering? So what if Xu Qing likes ? What business is it of yours? What are you all trying to pull?
"Hang him up and beat him to death," the Strongest Archer in the National Server said with a grim expression. "He already has soone who likes him, yet he’s involved with the Mute Bride! I despise scumbags the most."
This accusation imdiately got Dung Beetle’s hackles up.
You can call frivolous, unreliable, even inhuman. But you can’t just slander and ruin my reputation without cause! Who are you calling a scumbag? And another thing! Coming from you, an Archer, don’t you feel any sha saying that?
"Listen everyone, let’s be reasonable here," Dung Beetle said with a dark expression. "When have I ever had soone I liked? Even if I did, that was before I started playing this ga. Since I began playing, I’ve been completely focused on the ga! Xu Qing and I are innocent!"
"Look at him! He’s still copping an attitude with us!"
"HOLY CRAP, he’s so arrogant! Has he forgotten the ti he was tied up and beaten over Contribution Points already?"
"Turtle, this guy is still so bold?"
"If this were ancient tis, soone like you would be drowned in a Pig Cage!"
"..."
Dung Beetle: ???
Are your ears stuffed with cotton or sothing? Can’t you morons hear a word I’m saying?
Before Dung Beetle could explain further, the players sward him, pinning him to the ground. Then, they expertly trussed him up with a Turtle Shell Bind! Once again, Dung Beetle was humiliatingly tied up by the players. Many female players and disciples reflexively averted their gazes from such a binding thod.
Dung Beetle struggled and yelled, "Are you guys crazy? Can’t you hear what I’m saying? You don’t need such a ridiculous reason to beat up! I get it now! You’re all just envious and resentful! You can’t stand that I took first place on the Fresh Flower List, can you?"
Leaning Out and his group approached, looking at Dung Beetle hanging ignominiously from the tree, their faces impassive. Envious and resentful? Yes! That was exactly how they felt.
But their envy and resentnt weren’t because of the Fresh Flower List. After all, Dung Beetle had earned those Contribution Points through his own abilities.
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