CHAPTER 1376: CHAPTER 1376: WHO IS HE

"Let’s go, let’s fight our way in."

"Yun, let me boost your combat attributes." After a flash of white light, you clearly felt improvements in various aspects.

You kissed Zhao’er on the cheek and said with a smile, "Holding your hand, I’ll grow old with you."

Zhao’er didn’t say anything more because the feelings between you two were beyond words.

"Roar!" A black monster suddenly leaped in front of the two of you.

"Courting death!" You shouted angrily, swinging your sword with force. The monster was forced to retreat by your strike, suffering a slight injury.

Floating Beasts, Level Sixty, love eating human flesh, especially women.

"I just don’t like your puny look, kill!" You attacked with "Wind Roll Moon," but the effect was not very impressive. Only then did you remember that what you held was neither Wind Slasher nor Ming Ye, but the Cold Steel Sword, merely a superior-grade weapon, not even worthy of being called a Ghost instrument.

The game "Arrogance" classifies equipment as follows:

Ordinary weapons are divided by levels, small top-quality is called excellent level, superior is top-grade, and the epic level surpasses these, followed by BOSS-exclusive equipment, which is further divided into three levels: Ghost instrument, Immortal Artifact, and Divine Artifact.

Meanwhile, to enhance playability, the game has adjusted both monster and character levels. The highest player level is Level 100, while the highest monster level is 300. Your old friend, the Abyss Demon King, is a Level 250 super BOSS. There is a legendary monster hidden somewhere on Luofu Avenue with the power to destroy the world, set at Level 300.

Poor you are now only Level Thirty-Seven - "Ding" - no, you have just leveled up to Level Thirty-Eight.

"Darn it, took me forever to level up just once; this game is truly gripping." You’re already out of breath, "If only I were a Mage, I could incinerate these guys with a few flames."

"Yun, what race are you?" Zhao’er asked, wiping your sweat with a smile.

"Me? I don’t know, I guess I’m Human?" You replied.

"Open the attributes tab and you’ll see."

You opened the attributes tab, and it was only then that you noticed four words after the race entry: "Not telling you."

Stunned!

You told Zhao’er about this matter quite dejectedly, and Zhao’er looked at you in surprise and said, "Yun, haven’t you triggered your race quest yet?"

"Race quest, what’s that?" You look completely confused.

"A race quest is a mission to determine your race. This game sets up a total of eight ordinary races, and four hidden races. Most players know their race upon arrival, but if the attributes tab says ’Not telling you,’ it indicates you belong to a hidden race. Each hidden race has special skills. For example, I’m of the God Race, and I could learn all Divine Magic as soon as I started."

"I see." You furrowed your eyebrows, then shook your head and said, "Whatever, let’s make you a ring first; we can talk about the race quest after we’re out of the Gate of Despair."

Zhao’er knew you would never change something you’d already decided on; that’s your principle, so there was no rush now. Zhao’er continued to heal you while slaying deeper into the Gate of Despair.

"Ying’er, wait for me!"

Xie Xinying turned her head coldly and shouted, "How many times have I told you, I don’t want to see you anymore, stop following me!"

"Ying’er, hear me out, I need to tell you what’s in my heart." Ximen Qingshu looked pleadingly at Xie Xinying.

"Fine, go ahead." Xie Xinying sighed.

"Ying’er, I love you, you should know that."

"I know, but you should also know, the person I love isn’t you."

"Is there really not even a little feeling between us?" Ximen Qingshu looked as if he was in utter despair. He had been pursuing Xie Xinying for several days, but Xie Xinying always ignored him, and now what she said was so heartless.

"There is, I see you as my brother. Didn’t Brother Shenggu tell you? From a young age, I’ve only ever seen you both as my brothers. Besides, I already have someone in my heart, and now I’m going to find him."

"Who is he?"

"Why should I tell you?" Once a woman loves a man, she will consider everything for that man.

"I’m going to find him; I want to know what he has that I lack!" Ximen Qingshu was on the verge of madness.

"I’ll be honest with you, he’s not as handsome or charming as you, nor is his family as wealthy, but I love him because you don’t need a reason to love someone. If I had to give a reason, it would be because I love him."

Xie Xinying was brutally honest. She had enough and wasn’t willing to care about other things anymore. When she left the Ximen Family, she had already informed her family; she wanted to live her own life, to be herself, not a puppet for others to control.

"Ying’er..."

Xie Xinying decisively interrupted Ximen Qingshu, "There’s nothing more to say. I just hope you won’t interfere with my affairs anymore."

Xie Xinying boarded the shuttle home. As she turned back, she saw Ximen Shenggu waving at her with a smile from a corner. Xie Xinying nodded at Ximen Shenggu and left Earth, returning to her home on the Moon.

...

In a hall deep within the Gate of Despair, four players were battling a petite but incredibly powerful monster. The monster had a human-like form but with a head that appeared as a phantom, resembling a girl’s face, its body about one meter tall, enveloped entirely in black smoke, and moving with remarkable speed.

"Break!"

Your voice echoed from the passage; you forced three Stone Sect puppets into the hall.

Stone Sect puppet: Level 65, created by Wizards using witchcraft, specially used as guards at the Malevolent Palace entrance, possessing astonishing destructive power but slow-moving, with strong resistance to Elemental Magic. However, these defense-acclaimed Stone Sect puppets shattered like glass when you smashed them with the Cold Iron Heavy Sword. Note, you smashed them.

While using the Heavy Sword, you realized it was not only heavy but also not sharpened, leaving you no choice but to wield it like a wooden club.

"Hey, everyone’s here."

You picked up several potions from the gear dropped by the Stone Sect puppets, then carried the Cold Steel Sword on your shoulder, smiling as you looked at the four struggling in battle in the hall.

The four, seeing a stranger enter, couldn’t help but ask, "Who are you?"

You smiled and said, "It’s not important who I am; I just want to ask you one question: is this little thing really that tough? Why does it look like you’re struggling so much to fight it?"

"Kid, don’t talk big. If you’re so capable, try it yourself!"