A burst of golden light exploded from the system panel, casting ethereal rays across the dim interior of Reon’s Spatial Tent.
The air shimred, and one by one, rewards began to materialize from the treasure chest.
Ding!
[Congratulations, Host. You have received a Healing Pill (Common-Grade)]
[The Host has received a Qi Enhancent Pill (Common-Grade)]
[... a Spirit Stone (Uncommon-Grade)]
[... the Shadow Gloves (Unique-Grade)]
[... the Whisper Veil Pendant (Unique-Grade)]
[... the Cloak of Eternal Night (Unique-Grade)]
Reon raised an eyebrow as he scanned the list.
"Hmph. The first three are practically useless at my level," he muttered, waving them aside with little interest.
His eyes drifted to the remaining items. "Let’s take a closer look at this Shadow Gloves first."
He tapped on the icon. A new window slid open.
...
[Na:] Shadow Gloves
[Grade:] Low-Tier Unique
[Description:] Forged from the silk of the terrifying Nightweaver Spider and soaked in the blood of assassins who perished without a whisper, these gloves beco one with the wearer’s hands—forming a second skin of living darkness.
[Active Abilities:]
[Silent Touch] – Completely nullifies all sound and vibration produced by hand movents.
[Shadow Treads] – Allows the generation of ultra-fine, nearly invisible dark threads manipulated through Spiritual Qi.
[Shadowflow Blade Synchrony] – When wielding a sword, enhances blade responsiveness, making it feel weightless—guided by the shadows themselves.
➤ Boosts hand movent speed by 30% for 5 minutes➤ Greatly improves precision and flow of sword techniques
...
"Not bad..." Reon murmured.
With a thought, he summoned the item from his inventory. A pair of sleek, black gloves appeared in his hands—smooth, light, and cool to the touch.
He slipped them on, and they instantly molded to his skin, vanishing into a perfect fit like ink absorbed into water.
"They feel... perfect," Reon said, flexing his fingers, the motion nearly soundless. A dark gleam lit in his eyes.
"Let’s see what’s next."
He opened the next item’s panel.
...
[Na:] Whisper Veil Pendant
[Grade:] Mid-Tier Unique
[Description:] Forged from crystallized echo-stone and woven with veiled moon-silk, this pendant was born in a cave where a thousand betrayed voices lingered in silence. It hums with mory—echoing the sounds it has captured.
[Active Ability:]
[Echo Mimicry] – By channeling Spiritual Qi into the pendant and whispering a na, the user can replicate the voice of anyone they’ve heard clearly at least once.
➤ Duration: Up to 30 minutes per use➤ Cooldown: 48 hours
[Warning:] Attempting to mimic a cultivator of significantly higher realm without sufficient Spiritual Qi and control may cause instability or failure, risking exposure.
...
Reon’s lips curved into a wicked grin.
"Now this... this has potential," he thought, his mind already spinning with devious ideas.
Without wasting ti, he clicked on the last item.
...
[Na:] Cloak of Eternal Night
[Grade:] Peak-Tier Unique (Upgradable)
[Description:] Woven from midnight silk and eclipse-shadow, this cloak is a living relic—fluid, silent, and elusive. It clings like smoke, moves like wind, and vanishes like breath beneath the moon. It grows stronger as its master evolves.
[Passive Effects:]
[Agility Surge (Night Only)] – Boosts agility by 40% during nightti or in total darkness
[Strength Amplification] – Permanently increases physical strength by 10%
[Enhanced Flexibility] – Boosts bodily flexibility and evasion by 10%—ideal for dodging, stealth, and contortion
[Veil of Obscurity] – While worn, conceals the wearer’s face and aura from anyone below the Elent Refining Realm
[Auto-Fit Function] – Automatically adjusts to the wearer’s size, clothing, and form
[Self-Cleansing Weave] – Repels dirt, blood, and spiritual residue; always appears pristine
[Upgradeable Trait:] Passively absorbs ambient Shadow Qi as the wearer’s cultivation advances. Over ti, evolves into higher-grade versions, unlocking advanced shadow-based abilities.
...
Reon’s eyes glead.
’Damn... this cloak fits perfectly—plus it upgraded on its own. What a ridiculously convenient item.’
Reon stored all the items back into the System Inventory—except for the Shadow Gloves, which clung to his hands like living darkness.
’Now then... ti to check the Lottery.’
He tapped the slotted space labeled Lottery Ticket, which displayed a faint image of a wheel within his inventory.
In an instant, a large spinning wheel materialized at the center of the system panel, glowing softly with spiritual light.
The wheel was divided into sections, each marked not by specific items, but by grade—Common, Uncommon, Rare... all the way to Divine.
The Common-grade segnt took up nearly half the wheel, while the higher tiers grew progressively smaller, until the Divine-grade sliver looked like a thin shimr clinging to the very edge.
Reon narrowed his eyes.
’Tch. With odds like this, I’m practically guaranteed to get so Common-grade trash.’
But then his gaze drifted down to a small glowing line beneath the wheel.
[System Notice: This Lottery Ticket guarantees a minimum reward of Rare-Grade or above.]
He exhaled in relief.
’So it’s a guaranteed lottery. That’s a little better. At least I won’t be stuck with junk.’
’Still... if it’s sothing useless, even a Rare-Grade won’t help much. I shouldn’t expect too much with my trash luck—but I hope I get sothing useful.’
Steeling himself, Reon slowly extended his hand and pressed the center of the wheel.
Whoosh!
The wheel began to turn—slow at first, then faster and faster, until it beca a blur of colors and energy.
Then—
Swoosh!
A burst of light pulsed from the panel, followed by the crisp Ding! of success.
[Congratulations, Host. You have received: Clearheart Tranquility Pill (Epic-Grade)]
Reon blinked. ’Oh? A Grade-5 pill? That’s so serious luck!’
’Let’s see what this pill does...’
Curious, he clicked on the na. A new panel unfurled with detailed information. But as he read, his expression fell slightly into a frown.
’Hmm... not what I was hoping for...’
But then a thought hit him, and his eyes lit up with excitent.
’Wait a second—that could work. I can actually use this for sothing... really good.’
With a smirk, he waved his hand and dismissed all the open panels.
’Alright. I should finally check the Spatial Rings of those bastards. They were all from noble families... there’s bound to be sothing valuable,’
One by one, he inspected the Spatial Rings of the cultivators he had killed.
As expected, they held a small fortune—rare herbs, cultivation techniques, high-quality spirit stones, gold coins, and trinkets from noble origins.
’I’ll sell most of it off,’ he thought, eyes gleaming with quiet satisfaction.
From Min Shing’s ring, he retrieved sothing particularly valuable: a Peak-Tier Unique-Grade Beastkin Resonator, capable of detecting even Imperial-Lineage Beasts with detailed precision.
’Nice. This’ll co in handy,’ he noted, tucking it into his system inventory. ’Now that I have this, I won’t need the one I got from Gao Jin anymore.’
Then he turned to the final one—Miu Jiang’s Spatial Ring.
The mont his fingers brushed against it, Reon frowned. A strange resistance pushed back. No matter how he tried, the ring wouldn’t open.
He narrowed his eyes, sensing sothing unnatural within.
’This is... sealed? Or protected by so kind of formation lock...?’
His fingers curled tightly around it.
’Troubleso... but that just ans whatever’s inside is worth protecting.’
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