85: Chapter 85 Golden Entry, The Ring-Wearing Old Man
[One Purple, Four Blue.]
"Purple at the start? That's a good omen."
Chu Sheng glanced at the only purple one remaining.
[Bloodthirsty (Purple)]
[The stronger the killing intent, the stronger the combat power. Each kill provides a small, short-term boost to combat power, which can be stacked.]
"Bloodthirsty..."
He muttered, "This trait is a bit fierce."
[Yin-Yang Eyes (Blue)]
[Sharp Ears and Bright Eyes (Blue)]
[Well-Fed and Well-Clothed (Blue)]
[Night-Walking Clothes (Blue)]
Chu Sheng looked at these four blue traits and fell into deep thought.
He scratched his head. "Does this want me to be an assassin? Or a tank?"
"Forget it, I'll leave them for now."
He shook his head. "Keep rolling."
[Consume 50 simulation points to refresh traits.]
The light orb spun and stopped.
One white, one purple, two blue, and one green.
[Many Children, Few Blessings (Purple)]
[Fertility significantly decreased, but if an heir is successfully born, it provides a certain amount of cultivation feedback.]
Chu Sheng: "...?"
He stared at this trait for three seconds and silently closed it.
"Many Children, Few Blessings? The youth version? Or the castrated version?"
"I have Many Children, Many Blessings, what use are you?"
Keep rolling.
[Consume 50 points to refresh.]
Three blue, two green.
[Consume 50 points to refresh.]
Two purple, two blue, one green.
[Heart of Iron and Stone (Purple)]
[Heart like iron and stone, unmoved by emotions.]
[Sunflower Manual (Purple)]
[Self-castrate, and you can...]
Chu Sheng: "...Whoever wants this trait can have it."
[Consume 50 points to refresh.]
[Consume 50 points to refresh.]
[Consume 50 points to refresh.]
Chu Sheng started to go numb.
Six times in a row, all purple and blue.
Where's the gold? Where's the collection-grade?
"Purple isn't bad," he complained, "but I want a good meal!"
He checked his balance: 1972 simulation points.
Still over a thousand points.
"Continue!"
The seventh refresh.
The light orb spun, and spun, and spun—
A brilliant golden light suddenly burst forth!
Chu Sheng's eyes widened instantly.
The light dispersed, and an ancient-looking ring floated on the interface.
[Congratulations! Obtained Golden Legendary Trait: Mysterious Ring!]
[Mysterious Ring (Gold): An ancient ring of unknown origin, containing a remnant soul. After wearing it, you can communicate with the remnant soul at any time to receive guidance.]
[Note: The remnant soul is in a weak state and requires the host to nurture it with spiritual energy.]
Chu Sheng was stunned.
A ring? A remnant soul?
"Ring Old Grandfather?!"
His voice changed with excitement, "Is this the legendary Ring Old Grandfather?!"
A classic setup in the cultivation world!
The standard for protagonists! A cheat among cheats!
He was about to cheer when he suddenly remembered something.
"Wait."
He scratched his head. "Old Grandfather... can it be swapped for a fairy?"
The ring lay quietly on the interface, ignoring him.
Chu Sheng gave a sheepish smile.
"Fairy is fine, Old Grandfather is fine, as long as it's usable."
He looked at his current trait configuration:
[Trash (Black · Locked)]
[Many Children, Many Blessings (Color · Locked)]
[Duobao Heavenly Venerable (Red)]
[Mysterious Ring (Gold)]
One empty slot remaining.
"I can still roll for another gold!"
His eyes lit up. "No, maybe I can roll a collection-grade one!"
Enough to roll over thirty times.
But there's no need to use them all.
"I'll stop after rolling one more gold."
He licked his lips. "A person shouldn't be too greedy."
He still had to save the remaining simulation points to go all-in on a Heaven-tier magical treasure.
Just as he was about to continue rolling, he suddenly felt a chill on his finger.
He looked down and saw an ancient ring, which had appeared on the ring finger of his left hand at some point.
"What the f*ck?!"
He was startled. "So fast?!"
The ring was entirely black-gold, with fine patterns engraved on the surface, and a faint light flowing within.
"Senior?"
He tentatively shouted in his heart.
No response.
"Fairy?"
Still silent.
"Alright, take your time."
He touched the ring. "We'll talk when you've recovered."
Meanwhile, ten thousand miles away.
Tianfeng Kingdom, Imperial Capital.
In a dilapidated servant's room, a thin, weak youth was staring blankly at his own hand.
He looked to be sixteen or seventeen, wearing a set of washed-out coarse cloth clothes, his face sallow from malnutrition.
At this moment, his eyes were wide round, and his mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg.
"My... where is my ring?!"
He raised his hand and looked at it over and over.
It wasn't there.
Not on his left hand, not on his right hand either.
He got down on the ground and frantically rummaged through the woodpile.
Nothing.
It was nowhere.
"That's impossible!"
He was so anxious he was about to cry. "It was clearly here just a moment ago! It was worn right here!"
He slumped onto the ground, staring blankly.
That ring was the only heirloom his mother left him before she died.
His mother said it was left by his father, telling him to keep it safe, as it might be useful in the future.
He had guarded it for ten years, wearing it every day, never letting it leave his person.
Just a moment ago, he was staring blankly at the ring, thinking about how he would get beaten again tomorrow—
The ring suddenly emitted a faint light.
Then, it disappeared.
Just like that, it vanished into thin air.
"Father... Mother..."
The youth muttered, his eyes reddening. "I've failed you..."
He curled up in the woodpile, hugging his knees, like a wounded little beast.
After a long while, he suddenly remembered something.
"No."
He lifted his head. "When the ring disappeared, I felt something..."
That feeling, it was like something, far away, had tugged at it.
"Could it be..."
He muttered, "Was it stolen by someone?"
But how could that be?
It was just an ordinary ring, without any spiritual energy fluctuations. Who would steal it?
He thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.
Finally, he sighed and curled back up.
Tomorrow, he still had to go get beaten.
...
Chu Sheng looked at the ring on his hand, feeling happy.
"A golden trait, a Ring Old Grandfather, and it only cost 350 simulation points."
He couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Much more cost-effective than upgrading traits."
"Roll for another gold?"
He was itching to try. "Maybe I can really roll a collection-grade one."
"Let's do it."
He took a deep breath. "One last gold, come out!"
He pressed the refresh button.
The light orb began to spin.