Gift Pack Level 91!
Tang Jin sat in his room with a teacup in his hand. As he slowly sipped his tea, he looked at the door and waited for Chu Jun.
Not long after, Chu Jun's figure walked in from outside, carrying a black cloth bag on his back. Inside the bag was a box, which seemed to contain Chu Jun's ashes.
"Melted?" Tang Jin looked at the solemn Chu Jun and asked a very meaningless question.
"Yes, it's in the back." Placing his hand on the cloth bag on his back, Chu Jun's eyes turned red again. He said coldly: "I want my Master to watch me kill that bastard Luo Xin. I want to crush his bones and scatter his ashes in front of my Master! Only in this way can my master rest in peace. "
Sighing, Tang Jin shook his head. He did not try to persuade Chu Jun. Firstly, Luo Xin had nothing to do with him. Secondly, it was good to let Chu Jun have a goal. It would calm his heart and prevent him from collapsing under the pressure of guilt.
"Sit." Putting down the teacup, Tang Jin gestured to the chair beside him and said, "You don't have to be so restrained with me. Let's sit down and talk."
Chu Jun looked at the chair and hesitated for a moment before he shook his head and declined, "I'll just stand. With Master here, there's no place for me to sit."
It seemed that Chu Jun had not forgotten that Tang Jin was his master. Tang Jin nodded his head lightly and did not force the issue. As for Xiao Yu, Tang Jin could treat her as a brother. He told Xiao Yu not to call him master, but to call him big brother. However, he needed to treat Chu Jun.
Xiao Yu had been by Tang Jin's side since she was young. She had signed a Blood Contract with Tang Jin, so their minds were connected. Chu Jun, on the other hand, had accidentally met him many years ago and signed a Master and Servant Contract with him. Comparing the two, the intimacy between them was naturally not as good as the Blood Contract with Xiao Yu.
Tang Jin's blood contract with Xiao Yu leaned more towards equality, while his master and servant contract with Chu Jun leaned more towards master and servant.
Tang Jin was a master and servant, so he had to follow the rules of a master and servant. Letting Chu Jun call him master was to constantly remind him of the difference in status between the two of them, allowing him to know his place more accurately. Therefore, Tang Jin didn't correct him. Instead, he nodded in satisfaction.
"I asked you to come here because I have something to give you." Tang Jin opened his left hand and a pitch-black long saber appeared in his hand. He threw it to Chu Jun and said, "This saber is a high-grade spirit treasure. Take it back and refine it. Now that I'm an Itinerant Immortal, I can't use the old broken saber. Besides, if I want to kill Luo Xin in the future, I'll need a sharp weapon. "
The blade was nearly four feet long, slightly larger than the Zhanmadao, but the lines were much softer than the Zhanmadao. The black blade was covered with red blood patterns. It added a flirtatious taste to the dark and domineering luster of the entire blade. His finger flicked lightly on the blade. A hoarse and deep sound came from the blade, like the low growl of a ferocious beast that wanted to break free from its cage.
Tang Jin received the reward of first place in the Mainland Young Talents Competition, the Demonic Blood Saber!
"This saber is called the Baleful Blood Demonic Saber. It suits you just fine." Tang Jin continued to lean lazily on the chair as she spoke unhurriedly. It was as if she was not giving away a Numinous Treasure but a Dharma Weapon. It was not worth mentioning.
"This, this …" Chu Jun stroked the blade delicately and looked at the saber with infatuation. He looked like he wanted to decline but couldn't bear to part with it.
For a person who used a saber and was obsessed with the way of the saber, a good saber was enough to make them give up their life. Back then, even Tang Jin, who didn't know much about sabers, was mesmerized by the domineering and flirtatious aura of the Demonic Blood Saber when he first saw it, let alone Chu Jun, who loved sabers.
However, Chu Jun also knew the preciousness of a spirit treasure. Moreover, this was a high-grade spirit treasure. Back then, Chu Jun didn't help Tang Jin with anything, but he took so many pills, spirit stones, and a storage bag from Tang Jin for free. Now, this was a high-grade spirit treasure saber. How could Chu Jun endure this?
Want it? Or not? It was really hard for Chu Jun to make a choice.
"Haha." Seeing Chu Jun's dilemma, Tang Jin smiled and waved his hand carelessly. "Since I'm giving it to you, just take it. You and I don't need to be so polite. I kept this saber for you. Otherwise, why would I, a spear user, want it? "
Tang Jin learned the art of controlling people from a young age. He knew that to control subordinates, one had to pay equal attention to kindness and authority. He had to let Chu Jun see his strength and influence, and also make Chu Jun call him master. However, he also had to give Chu Jun some benefits. He couldn't just squeeze Chu Jun dry. Only then would Chu Jun be loyal to him and work for him.
A true leader not only had to maintain his dignity, but also had to consider the feelings of his subordinates. Taking care of his subordinates from time to time would often make them feel touched. Just like this saber. No one knew whether it was originally kept for Chu Jun or not. Only Tang Jin knew. However, Tang Jin said it was. That meant that Tang Jin had never forgotten Chu Jun. This was enough for Chu Jun to remember for the rest of his life.
"Master!" Hugging the Demonic Blood Saber, Chu Jun fell to his knees in front of Tang Jin. He said emotionally, "Chu Jun's life is yours! Back then, you helped Chu Jun get revenge and gave Chu Jun a storage bag and travel expenses. Chu Jun didn't even do anything for you. Now that you've given Chu Jun such a high-level spirit treasure, Chu Jun blushes with shame! Chu Jun's parents are dead, and so is Master. Chu Jun only has Master left. Chu Jun swears that if Master has any orders for me in the future, whether it's climbing a mountain of blades or diving into a pot of boiling oil, Chu Jun will not hesitate! "
Just as Chu Jun said, his parents were dead, and his master was dead. The only family left was his master, Tang Jin. His life was Tang Jin's. If he didn't work for Tang Jin and wasn't loyal to Tang Jin, where else could he go?
"Mm, don't say these solemn words. I've heard too many of them. Just follow me from now on." Waving his hand, Tang Jin held his head and said, "Alright, you can go first."
"Yes, Master. I'll go first."
After Chu Jun responded, he slowly retreated to the door, then turned around and left.
Seeing that he didn't give away a high-level spirit treasure for nothing, Tang Jin smiled and turned his attention to the red package buoy in the upper right corner of his vision.
Huala –
Congratulations, dear player. Through your tireless efforts, you've reached level 91. The following is your level 91 gift pack reward. Lower reward level: level 101.
Level 91 gift pack:
Bronze ring: Effect unknown.
High-Level Formations Encyclopedia: Explains the profound meaning and application of high-level formations. Being able to use high-level formations proficiently means that you've reached a higher level in the art of formations.
Upgrade the Gravity Aura: Changes the effect of the Gravity Aura from four times to five times. Don't underestimate the effect of double. The effect on the opponent is more than double.
Thunder Root Spirit Transforming Pill x100: Limited to Thunder Root Spirit Cultivators. Increases the speed of spirit energy absorption, an advanced pill of the Spirit Transforming Pill.
Foundation Consolidating Pill x100: Consolidates one's foundation. Good effect when taken together with the Spirit Transforming Pill. An advanced pill of the Foundation Consolidating Pill.
Jade Yang Pill x100: Can heal injuries, an advanced pill of the Life Returning Pill.
Essence Pill x100: Can recover spiritual power, an advanced pill of the Life Returning Pill.
Low-grade spirit stones x 10000.
Mid-grade spirit stones x1000.
High-grade spirit stones x100.
Supreme-grade spirit stones x10.
Accept all of them.
In the void in front of Tang Jin, streams of light flashed. Except for the white and brown ones that flew into Tang Jin's brain and heart, the rest flew into Tang Jin's storage ring. Only a bronze ring covered in rust fell into Tang Jin's hand.
Closing his eyes, Tang Jin began to slowly accept the knowledge of high-level formations. The more he learned, the more he felt the wonders of formations. Now that he had learned this high-level formation, Tang Jin felt that his understanding of formations had deepened, and his application of them had become much more flexible.
Moreover, there were more profound and magical formations than Tang Jin's previous knowledge for Tang Jin to study and apply. This gave Tang Jin a lot more choices.
Especially when the gift pack said that only by learning this high-level formation would he be able to reach a higher level in the art of formations. That meant that there were more powerful things waiting for Tang Jin to study and practice in the art of formations. Tang Jin couldn't wait.
After absorbing the essence of the hair, Tang Jin opened his eyes, picked up the ring in his hand, and looked at it carefully.
The ring was bronze in color. Oh, no, it should be a ring made of bronze. It was covered in mottled rust, and it was extremely light. It looked like a bronze ring that ordinary people used to decorate and took out after soaking in water for a long time. It was engraved with dense runes, and it looked like a flower carving. No one could tell its origin.
If Tang Jin was forced to describe the difference between this bronze ring and an ordinary bronze ring, Tang Jin could only say that this bronze ring had an additional aura of vicissitudes.
Well, it could be seen from the mottled rust on it. It was very vicissitudes of life.
After looking at it for a long time, Tang Jin still couldn't figure out what it was. In the end, he could only treat it as a prank by the person who gave him the gift pack. He was about to throw it into the storage ring.
However, just as Tang Jin put the bronze ring on his left index finger and was about to throw it into the storage ring, something that surprised Tang Jin happened.
In the past, no matter what Tang Jin wanted to put into the storage ring, he only needed to use his divine thought to easily put it in. However, just as Tang Jin was about to put the bronze ring into the storage ring, the bronze ring bounced back as if it had hit a wall of air!
What's going on?
Tang Jin noticed that the bronze ring wasn't ordinary. Didn't the storage ring claim to be able to put anything into it? Why couldn't it fit into this seemingly broken bronze ring?
After looking at it carefully again, Tang Jin still couldn't figure out what was going on. He tried to put his spiritual power and divine thought into it. However, what surprised Tang Jin again was that his spiritual power and divine thought couldn't penetrate it!
At this time, Tang Jin really believed that this ring was not ordinary.
According to common sense, all objects in the world, even if it wasn't a magic weapon or some spiritual objects, could withstand a little spiritual power.
If this was an ordinary bronze ring, Tang Jin would have been able to infuse spiritual power into it. At most, the bronze ring would have been broken, but it would not have bounced back like this!
Tang Jin carefully rubbed the mottled rust on the bronze ring. She thought about it for a while, but still couldn't think of a reason.
In the end, Tang Jin simply didn't think about it anymore. He took out a piece of Tianshan Cloud Silk from the storage ring, put it through the bronze ring, and tied it around his neck.
As for why Tang Jin didn't wear it on his hand? It was too embarrassing …
After dealing with the gift pack, Tang Jin took out a slightly shabby oil paper umbrella from the storage ring.
Sky-shielding Umbrella!
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