Chapter Six: My Gratitude to You

“Don’t worry! I’ll fulfill your wish. In a moment, I’ll scatter your ashes!”
The Night Stalker’s green, ghostly eyes widened, “Abba abba abba!”
Wang Xiao sped up his hammering. “Alright! I’ll be quick about it. They call me the Quick-handed Prince for a reason!”
He raised his hand and brought the hammer down, striking the Night Stalker’s smooth skull. It didn’t shatter.
The recoil sent a jolt of pain through Wang Xiao’s palm.
“Abba! Abba!”
Wang Xiao stared at the Night Stalker in disbelief.
The Night Stalker thought Wang Xiao had finally understood his intention and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“What?! You want to watch me scatter your ashes?”
With a look of incredulity, Wang Xiao brought the hammer down on one of the skeleton’s legs this time.
This time, the leg came loose.
Thud, thud, thud!
White powder appeared under Wang Xiao’s hammer.
Wang Xiao arranged the Night Stalker into a new pose, sitting cross-legged on the ground. Even missing a leg, it sat quite steadily.
“Watch closely!”
Wang Xiao grabbed the ashes and with a powerful sweep from left to right, scattered them into the air.
“How was that? Not bad, right?”
The Night Stalker could do nothing but curse endlessly in his heart.
At last, only the skull remained.
The green glow faded away, and the Night Stalker vanished from this world.
[You have slain the Night Stalker.]
[Skill acquired: Keyboard Warrior (Rare): Your attacks strike directly at the soul! Review: With a single keystroke, who dares challenge you?]
[You have gained 10,000 souls.]
Looking at the absurd name of the skill, Wang Xiao wiped the tears of joy from his face and, still teary-eyed, activated it.
You see, Wang Xiao was a brawler at heart. Back in the day, he loved playing games, and through gaming he’d honed his sharp tongue.
He might not win the game, but he never lost a war of words!
During battle, Wang Xiao noticed the Peppa Pig tattoo and the black fang tattoo on his hand glowing. Now, new patterns had appeared around his wrist.
He lifted his hand, and a ball of black flame appeared before his eyes—cool and deadly.
“Is this a special ability? Not bad at all!”
On the Kill Leaderboard, another entry appeared after Wang Xiao’s name: Slain—Tier Three Night Stalker.
The tattoos gradually faded back into his skin.
Name: Wang Xiao
Combat Power: 195

Skills: [Spitting (Excellent), Effect: Absolute Taunt], [Body Art (Epic), Effect: Tenfold Combat Damage], [Peppa Pig Tattoo (Legendary), Effect: Absorb Power?], [Keyboard Warrior (Rare), Effect: Attacks inflict mental damage]
Items: Bone House (Rare), Dragon Bone, Giant Dragon Meat, Death Pill, Skull.
Equipment: Mighty Hammer (Excellent), Ring of Misfortune (Special), Shadow Black Robe (Rare)
Souls: 100,000
Dispel Attempts: 2
Evaluation: Come on! Go all out! (Careful! This guy’s got cheats!)
“What the hell does ‘this guy’s got cheats’ mean?”
“I killed the monster fair and square—why say that about me?”
Grumbling, Wang Xiao continued to dispel the mist.
Alright then, two more useless items.
[Table (Common): Can be used to place items. Of course, you can also break it apart and use it for firewood.]
[Blindfold (Common): You can wear it when you encounter monsters.]
“A table’s whatever, but is this really how you use a blindfold?”
A black line of exasperation formed above Wang Xiao’s head.
…
Xia Mengsi was at a loss. Before her stood a short, squat merchant—a goblin trader.
This was what she encountered after dispelling the fog.
She hadn’t thought much at first, planning to handle the goblin with a sneak attack and a quick stab.
But as her dagger was about to strike, a barrier appeared and she bounced right back.
A sharp voice rang out, “Hello, beautiful lady. I am a merchant.”
Xia Mengsi let out a sigh of relief. As long as he wasn’t an enemy.
But something still felt off.
Of course—it was the way the goblin was ogling her!
Xia Mengsi’s brow furrowed, her aloof aura surfacing.
“So, what can I trade for here?”
The goblin gave a sly grin. “I have plenty of good things here. See for yourself!”
[Holy Water (Excellent): Dispels all negative effects. Price: 5,000 souls.]
[Storm Blade (Fine): A razor-sharp blade of the storm, causes continuous bleeding. Price: 20,000 souls.]
[Black Iron Chest: May contain various items. Price: 500 souls.]
[Bronze Chest: May contain better items. Price: 1,000 souls.]
[Silver Chest: Take a gamble—maybe you’ll get lucky. Price: 2,000 souls.]
[Gold Chest: High chance of good loot. Price: 4,000 souls.]

[Bloodthirst (Fine): 10% of damage dealt restores your energy over 15 seconds. Review: Kill and drink blood—you deserve it. Price: 50,000 souls.]
[Hot Blood (Fine): Increases combat power by 200% for one minute. Review: Blood runs hot, the fight never stops! Price: 50,000 souls.]
[Healing Potion: Restores some health. Price: 500 souls.]
“What’s wrong? Nothing here catch your eye?”
“I have other things too, like that auto-something stick, and steel-something ball. Interested?”
Xia Mengsi snorted coldly. “How many healing potions do you have?”
The goblin trader beamed. “Heh, I’ve got a hundred. How many do you want?”
A sly smile crept onto Xia Mengsi’s lips. “I’ll take them all.”
The goblin was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. “Deal!”
He hadn’t expected much, but now he was reaping a windfall of souls.
Xia Mengsi handed over 20,000 souls and bought 40 healing potions.
Then she put those potions up for sale on the trading channel.
2,000 souls apiece!
In just two minutes, every last potion sold out.
And many were complaining there weren’t enough.
From 20,000 to 80,000 souls! That fast!
Xia Mengsi bought the remaining healing potions.
Another 40 potions went up for sale.
Two minutes later, all of them were gone.
130,000 souls in hand!
Without hesitation, Xia Mengsi bought the Storm Blade, Holy Water, and the Bloodthirst skill book.
The goblin trader was grinning so wide his mouth nearly split his face.
Xia Mengsi wanted to smile too, but she held it in.
“Give me ten Gold Chests!”
The goblin scratched his head sheepishly.
“Sorry, I only have five left.”
Xia Mengsi put on a show of annoyance. “Fine, five then!”
“You got it!”
The goblin disappeared into the mist. Watching his fading figure, Xia Mengsi seemed to transform.
Her aloof demeanor was gone, replaced by a thick air of mischief.
“Hehe~”