Han Xu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't think so."
Bai Xiaowen recalled the last time they were in the rift valley of Brokeback Mountain. When they came out to share the loot, Han Xu seemed to only have five or six thousand psionic points on him.
This showed that Han Xu's level of importance in the Elite Martial Arts Guild was actually very low. Otherwise, an Intermediate Elite Awakened wouldn't be unable to fork out more than 10,000 psionic points.
"This gold weapon is very rare. If you miss this village, you won't have a chance to get it," Bai Xiaowen said softly. "I suggest you compete for this equipment. Don't worry about the psionic points."
After that, Bai Xiaowen chose to trade and gave Han Xu 30,000 psionic points.
Han Xu shook his head repeatedly, his face flushed red. He felt very embarrassed. Last time, Bai Xiaowen had helped him buy potions. Although he had paid for it, he still owed him a favor. Now that he had to use Bai Xiaowen's psionic points, he felt even more uncomfortable.
"Okay, I'm lending you this. When you have more money in the future, you can return it to me," Bai Xiaowen insisted. "Next semester, there will be the CUAA National Competition. As an important MT in the team, you have to improve your strength."
"This is too much."
"It's not much. This weapon is worth 30,000 psionic points. Even if you have a few thousand psionic points, don't tell me you won't be able to live after buying this weapon? " Bai Xiaowen said with a smile. "Equipment strengthening, skill upgrading, and using the training ground all require psionic points. Again, this is a loan, not a gift. You will have to pay it back in the future. "
Han Xu really wanted this weapon. He no longer refused and accepted the 30,000 psionic points. "I will definitely pay you back."
Bai Xiaowen smiled and signaled Han Xu to quickly bid.
Most of the awakened ones had sharp ears and eyes. Although the conversation between Bai Xiaowen and Han Xu was very quiet, most of the people present heard it.
At first, Shi Haiyan was a little nervous. He had a need for this Gold-tier weapon, but he was afraid that Bai Xiaowen would side with his schoolmate, Han Xu. He was afraid that Bai Xiaowen would interfere with the distribution of the spoils of war, or even oppress him and force him to give up the weapon.
If that was the case, Shi Haiyan would have to reconsider whether it was worth it to continue competing for this Gold Weapon. If he became enemies with Bai Xiaowen because of this, he would not be able to obtain any more benefits from exploring the Naga Tribe.
However, although Bai Xiaowen favored Han Xu, he did not show any favoritism. He only lent Han Xu some spiritual energy points.
This way, at least Shi Haiyan had the courage to continue bidding.
Bai Xiaowen did not favor Han Xu too much, which made the other Awakened students of Shandong University feel very comfortable. To them, the higher the price of a Gold weapon, the better. The higher the price, the higher their share of the profits would be.
If Bai Xiaowen forced Han Xu to obtain this Gold Weapon at a very low price, it would be equivalent to reducing everyone's income. It would definitely cause resentment.
Han Xu and Shi Haiyan continued bidding. After Bai Xiaowen lent the spiritual energy points, he and Li Shuyi returned to the corpse of the lobsterman leader, Shadow Prophet Majik.
Bai Xiaowen planned to study the Special Item dropped by Shadow Prophet Majik, the Memory Conch. He chose to use the Memory Conch.
The spirit realm's rules prompted him. [Using the Memory Conch will consume your spiritual energy by 1 point per second. Confirm?]
Bai Xiaowen chose 'Yes'. He immediately felt that his spiritual feelers had extended into the small conch. A light flashed in front of his eyes, and he was completely engulfed.
The images of the lobsterman leader Majik's memories appeared before Bai Xiaowen.
These images of memories were soundless. Bai Xiaowen watched them with his spiritual energy. It was like watching a silent movie.
The first image of memories was a small village on a shallow beach. Young lobstermen were chasing each other and playing around. The background was a small house built with seashells and seaweed.
'It seems that this is the carefree time of Shadow Prophet Majik when he was young. This is obviously not the Ashen Mire … 'Bai Xiaowen's brain worked quickly.' Could this be the spirit realm before the spatial fragment of the Dead Soul Lake peeled off? '
Bai Xiaowen looked at the group of lobstermen for a while. He really could not tell which one looked like Majik, so he could only give up.
The second image of memories was in front of an altar.
There was a huge lobsterman statue on the altar. It was tall and mighty and was several times larger than the chief-tier lobsterman.
In front of the altar, there were tributes such as pearl scallops. Then, an old lobsterman with a slightly gray shell muttered something to the statue. Then, he handed a wooden staff with a crystal ball inlaid on it to a young lobsterman with a brightly colored shell.
The young lobsterman raised the wooden staff with the crystal ball. The surrounding lobstermen prostrated themselves on the ground and raised their large pincers. They seemed to be cheering.
'This young lobsterman should be Majik. This seems to be some kind of inheritance ceremony. Majik took the staff from the old prophet and became the new prophet. This is indeed a precious memory for him, 'Bai Xiaowen thought to himself.
From then on, it was easier to distinguish Majik from the other lobstermen. In short, the lobsterman holding the wooden staff with the crystal ball was definitely Majik.
In the third image of memories, a Naga finally appeared.
One of Majik's large pincers was broken. He looked very miserable. Meanwhile, the serpent-man in front of him had a victorious expression on his face.
Nagas were different from lobstermen. They were half human and half snake. Apart from the fine green scales on their upper bodies, their facial features were no different from humans. Therefore, one could see their expressions. As for the lobstermen's expressions, one could only guess.
There seemed to be an argument between Majik and the Naga. Both sides were using exaggerated gestures to express their anger. However, looking at the background, the lobstermen's village was surrounded by a group of Naga soldiers.
In the end, Majik gave in. A female leader with four arms walked out from the Naga camp. She drew a shining rune in the air and embedded it into Majik's body.
Majik did not resist and allowed the rune to enter his body. After trembling for a while, he prostrated himself under the tail of the female Naga leader and swore his loyalty.
'It seems that the lobstermen tribe was conquered by the Naga tribe. Majik was also branded with some kind of … slave brand. This kind of humiliating memory is indeed very memorable.'
Bai Xiaowen thought of this and suddenly felt dizzy. This was a sign that he had used up too much of his Spiritual Energy. He hurriedly cut off the Spiritual Energy connection, sighed, and sat on the ground to recover.
After deciphering the Memory Conch, Bai Xiaowen had even used up all the Spiritual Energy stored in the dark gold accessory, the Blood Essence Stone. He could only maintain it for about a minute, but he still could not finish reading it.
"Are you alright?" Li Shuyi asked with concern.
"I'm fine. I've gradually touched on the secret between the lobstermen and the Naga. Let me recover. "
Now that he was not in a combat state, Bai Xiaowen could not bear to use the Freehand Record. Instead, he relied on natural recovery. After about ten minutes, his Spiritual Energy had recovered to its full value.
Bai Xiaowen injected his Spiritual Energy into the Memory Conch again.
There was only one memory left in the Memory Conch. The background of the memory was a lingering ghostly fog. The ground was a swamp covered with silt. It was obvious that they had reached the Pale Swamp.
At this time, Majik was quite old. Most of the shell on his body had fallen off. The crystal ball on his staff was also covered in cracks.
He led a group of lobstermen and crawled in front of the Naga master. He watched as the Naga turned around and walked into a door that emitted a black light. Then, Majik raised his staff and closed the door of the black light. There was no gap left.
"That's it?" Bai Xiaowen withdrew his Spiritual Energy from the Memory Conch. He was a little disappointed. "I still didn't see how the fragment space of the Dead Soul Lake fell off and formed an independent treasure land. However, the secret hidden by the Naga tribe should be solved soon. "
Bai Xiaowen put away the Memory Conch. His gaze stopped on Majik's corpse. He bent down and picked up the Prophet's Staff that was embedded with a crystal ball.
"Eh? This equipment didn't drop from the treasure chest. It can be taken away? "Li Shuyi was a little surprised.
This was the treasure space of the Dead Soul Lake. Unlike the rules of the Spirit World, the corpses of Bosses could be used as well. For example, when Bai Xiaowen killed Bi 'an previously, although the treasure chest did not drop any blood, he could still use the blood from Bi' an's corpse to cleanse the Elite Spirit's Soul Essence of its impure state.
Even if the corpses could be used, the equipment still had to be obtained through "legal" means. In other words, even if one stripped all the humanoid Bosses in the treasure space, it was impossible to get a full set of luxurious Hero equipment.
Without legally obtained equipment, there was no use at all. It was like the difference between the plastic version of Frostmourne made by cosplayers in the Common Era and the original Frostmourne in the hands of the Lich King.
In the Spirit Realm, the rules were even stricter. Not even a copy of the cosplay version would be given. Once the equipment left the corpse of the dead Boss, it would turn into Psionic Particles and dissipate.
Bai Xiaowen shook his head and said, "Look carefully."
Li Shuyi looked at it and found that the staff was ordinary. It didn't have any attributes or additional description. Obviously, it couldn't be used. She curled her lips. "As expected, there's no such thing."
"I'm not taking this staff because I want to reap something without sowing. The secret to entering the Naga Tribe is hidden in this staff."
With that, Bai Xiaowen's hand shook slightly. The crystal ball embedded in the tip of the staff shattered completely, and a roll of animal skin fell from it.
Bai Xiaowen caught the animal skin and unfolded it to look. The ancient Latin characters on it were no problem for Bai Xiaowen.
After reading it, Bai Xiaowen said with a smile, "As expected."
At this time, Shi Haiyan and the others had finished dividing the loot. They all squeezed over.
Bai Xiaowen glanced at Shi Haiyan's expression. Although he was a little disappointed, he didn't show any obvious dissatisfaction. Han Xu's expression was a little painful but happy. This kind of expression was rarely seen on the dull Han Xu's face.
Chen Guowei laughed and said, "Old Han spent a lot of money this time. He spent 27,000 psionic points. But it was worth it."
Bai Xiaowen nodded. The price was not exaggerated. After all, it was a gold-rank weapon.
As for Shi Haiyan and the other awakened ones, although they didn't win the auction, they divided the 27,000 psionic points according to their contribution. Each of them could get a few thousand psionic points. It was a good harvest.
Li Shuyi, on the other hand, couldn't help but complain to Bai Xiaowen in the team channel after hearing that he had spent 27,000 psionic points.
"It seems useless to bring Shi Haiyan and the others. Instead, they've divided our profits. Take the lobstermen army for example. Even if they weren't here, all your summoned creatures could still defeat the boss. "
Bai Xiaowen smiled and said, "You also want that gold-rank weapon? It's not a big deal. That weapon is a one-handed hammer type weapon. Its attack style is very different from sword-type weapons. Besides, it's a main weapon. If you take it, you'll have to put the Red Leaf Lord's Glory Sword in your secondary hand. Your strength won't improve. "
Li Shuyi said angrily, "That's not what I mean. I mean, don't bring those people from Shandong University. Just bring Han Xu and Chen Guowei from our university. This way, we can save more than 20,000 psionic points that Han Xu spent. "
Bai Xiaowen shook his head and said, "Shuyi, broaden your horizons. The difficulty of fighting the lobstermen tribe is indeed lower than I thought. Shi Haiyan and the others won't be of much use. However, there are stronger naga tribes later. It's good to gather more awakened ones to share the pressure. "
Bai Xiaowen was actually very satisfied with this distribution model. He and Li Shuyi would fight the boss while the awakened ones would fight the elite. It was a win-win situation. If they didn't bring these awakened ones, he and Li Shuyi would be more tired after fighting the elite. They might even have to sacrifice a few summoned creatures. Moreover, the battle score would be lower and they wouldn't get anything good.
As for obtaining a gold-rank weapon from an elite treasure chest, it was a rare occurrence. With the luxurious equipment on their bodies, there was no need to be jealous.
Besides, the gold-rank weapon fell into the hands of their schoolmate, Han Xu. This was the most satisfactory result.
"The lobstermen tribe is finished. Next is the naga tribe." Bai Xiaowen passed the scroll of animal skin to everyone. Seeing that most people couldn't understand it, he explained, "According to the text on the animal skin, the naga tribe is hidden in the inner isolation circle of the Ashen Swamp. To enter the inner isolation circle, we need to perform a ritual. Everyone, please help me get the items needed for the ritual. "
The items needed for the ritual were: Nether Grass x10, Drowned Bones x10, Swamp Hydra Gallbladder x1.
The first two items were easy. Everyone had some Nether Grass and Drowned Bones on hand. Each person could get one or two and solve the problem.
The gallbladder of the Swamp Hydra was a bit more troublesome. Bai Xiaowen had killed one before, but he didn't want to take the gallbladder. Fortunately, Bai Xiaowen had read the lobstermen's memory fragments and knew that there were Swamp Hydras living in the quagmire near the village. It was not too late to kill them now.
Of course, Bai Xiaowen didn't need to do something as trivial as killing an Elite monster. Reading the Memory Conch had consumed a lot of Bai Xiaowen's energy. He needed to rest for a while and use the Nether Grass and Drowned Bones to build the framework of the ritual.
In addition, Fatty's evolutionary hibernation was about to end. He didn't want to waste time.
Bai Xiaowen asked Shi Haiyan and the others to go to the nearby quagmire with Han Xu and Chen Guowei. He roughly explained the characteristics of the Swamp Hydra and how to deal with it. Seeing everyone's figures disappear into the fog, Bai Xiaowen began to fiddle with the framework of the ritual. He arranged the Drowned Bones on the ground to form a special symbol.
"Oh."
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