Chapter 20: Dungeon Reward Qingxin Ring, Gift to a Beauty

【Leave the dungeon? (Countdown 1:29)】

What does 1683 even mean?

Based on the damage dealt by a single enraged demon soldier’s sword strike, it’s about eight to nine hundred per second.

Shen Ce Fu activates a body-breaking damage reduction of 40%.

Even if all four bosses attacked Hong Chen Ru Meng at once, she wouldn’t flinch at all—she could tank them straight through.

There was just a five-second skill downtime in the middle.

But those five seconds could be entrusted to Chong Chong.

That girl’s spiritual energy was at least 336 now.

Although her healing wasn’t as absurd as Chen Xiaoyan’s, she was still one of the best healers in Tianxiang.

No matter how you looked at it, this trip to the monster village had been a fruitful one.

Set a small goal:

Reach level 30, then learn a group healing skill.

Her group healing was seriously lacking.

And what exactly was this Qingxin Ring?

Chen Xiaoyan opened his backpack and clicked on the equipment details.

《Qingxin Ring》 (Upgradeable): Slightly increases spirit power +50.

Spirit power increased?

As far as she knew, only the Zhenwu Sect and Tang Sect trained spirit power.

Zhenwu specialized in sword attacks; Tang Sect used weapons for assassination.

Although their attack styles differed, both were object-controlling attacks.

Just to mention casually, other sects:

Yihua Palace and Tianxiang cultivated spiritual energy; Shushan cultivated sword intent; Tang Sect and Zhenwu Sect cultivated spirit power; Shen Ce Fu, Shaolin, and Divine Fist cultivated inner power.

“Sigh, too bad it’s not my equipment.”

Looking at the equipment description, Chen Xiaoyan sighed with some disappointment.

“What did you guys get?”

“Sister Xiaoyan, I got 236 spiritual energy and Feyan’s equipment—it’s a hidden weapon, exclusive to Tang Sect,” Chong Chong replied.

“Sword intent increased, but no equipment,” Mu Qingxue pouted, clearly displeased.

“I got a Shushan weapon—the Qinghong Sword. It increases normal attack damage by 10%.”

Mu Qingxue’s eyes immediately brightened.

She glanced lightly at Liu Yue, clearly attracted to the sword but didn’t say so out of pride.

“Hehe, I dropped an armor piece, max HP increased by 500.”

Hong Chen Ru Meng smiled so wide her mouth twisted.

For a tank, increasing max HP was basically a top-tier equipment.

The other three Sanxue each got one item: one got the Gloves of Divine Fist Sect, another got the Jade Flute from Yihua Palace, and the last one got nothing at all.

Just like Mu Qingxue, a true unlucky one.

“Wow~ Hong Chen sister, you’re so lucky! Except for you, none of us got equipment that suits us.”

Chong Chong looked at Hong Chen with envy shining in her eyes.

“Ahem, ahem, keep it down,” Hong Chen Ru Meng proudly pressed her hand down, signaling for silence.

【Leave the dungeon? (Countdown 0:52)】

“Hong Chen.”

“Hmm?”

The sudden gentle voice made her look at Chen Xiaoyan in confusion, like a child caught doing something wrong seeing their parent.

“Captain, what’s up?”

“Let’s add each other as friends.”

“Sure! I was just thinking that. With you as the captain, running dungeons will be much easier.”

Hong Chen Ru Meng cheerfully opened the team chat and sent a friend request.

Chen Xiaoyan immediately accepted.

“Of course! I, Sister Xiaoyan, rank second in Tianxiang Sect, but no one would dare say I’m not first.”

Chong Chong puffed up her chest proudly.

“That’s true.”

Hong Chen Ru Meng didn’t deny it; she deeply felt Chen Xiaoyan’s healing strength.

“By the way, captain, why are your skills different from other Tianxiang’s?”

“I…”

“Don’t ask. The answer is destiny, the chosen one.”

Chen Xiaoyan was about to explain when Chong Chong cut in.

“Uh… okay then.”

Hong Chen Ru Meng looked at the two skeptically but shrugged and didn’t press further.

Chen Xiaoyan looked at Chong Chong with a helpless expression.

“Why have you learned to act like that chubby otaku now? ‘Chosen one’ already?”

“I’m not wrong. It really is fate.”

“Xiaoyan, can I call you that?”

Chen Xiaoyan looked toward Mu Qingxue, who nodded with a smile.

“Boss Mu, of course, you can call me whatever you want.”

The bigger the boss, the bigger the say.

“Okay, but don’t call me boss anymore, just call me Qingxue.”

For some reason, Chen Xiaoyan noticed a trace of sadness in her eyes.

“Qingxue boss?”

She tried the name out.

Mu Qingxue’s expression darkened; she looked at her as if she were a faithless lover.

Chen Xiaoyan awkwardly smiled.

“I’m joking, Qingxue, don’t take it seriously.”

At the sound of “Qingxue,” her expression visibly softened.

Then she raised her hand and tapped randomly in the air, doing something unknown.

“Xiaoyan, I sent you a private message on QQ. Remember to add me when you log off. If you don’t, I won’t refund this dungeon’s fee.”

“Got it.”

Chen Xiaoyan’s expression suddenly became serious as she saluted her.

“Sister Xiaoyan, I want to send you a red envelope too.”

Chong Chong held Chen Xiaoyan’s hand and looked at Mu Qingxue warily.

This woman must have some tricks.

Anti-theft mode activated.

Mu Qingxue ignored Chong Chong’s hostility—she was just a little girl; no need to stoop to her level.

Chen Xiaoyan poked her forehead and laughed softly.

“You don’t need to. Our Chong Chong worked really hard this time.”

“Hehe, really?”

Hearing this, Chong Chong giggled happily and foolishly.

“Of course! Without Chong Chong, we probably wouldn’t have passed the dungeon.”

“Sister Xiaoyan always praises me.”

Chong Chong shyly lowered her head, pink clouds appearing on her cheeks.

“I’m just telling the truth. Don’t believe me? Ask everyone.”

Chong Chong covered her face with both hands and stamped her feet, pouting.

“Ah, Sister Xiaoyan, stop! I’m embarrassed to face people now.”

She knew very well her healing wasn’t comparable—definitely not as good as Chen Xiaoyan’s.

Chen Xiaoyan’s lips twitched.

This cute girl blushed so easily, any man would want to tease her a bit.

Playing a female character in the game was really a clever choice.

“Sister Xiaoyan, as captain, the dungeon reward must be quite good, right?”

At this moment, the usually silent Liu Yue spoke up.

Chen Xiaoyan was taken aback and remembered the Qingxin Ring in her backpack, hesitating whether to give it to her.

If she sold the equipment outside, it would definitely fetch a high price.

Giving it away for free made her a little reluctant.

But looking at Liu Yue’s delicate face, something in her heart suddenly hardened.

Forget it—couldn’t get much selling it anyway.

Giving it as a gift was nice too.

“It’s not much. Just a bit more spiritual energy than you guys. Oh, Xiao Yue, you train spirit power in Zhenwu, right?”

“Yes, why?”

“I just got a piece of equipment that suits you. Hold out your hand.”

Liu Yue didn’t understand but felt a bit excited and held out her left hand.

【Leave the dungeon? (Countdown 0:12)】

Chen Xiaoyan took the Qingxin Ring from her backpack and slipped it onto Liu Yue’s ring finger.

Then, a flicker of regret flashed in her eyes.

She had already prepared herself mentally, but after giving away the equipment, she couldn’t help feeling a little heartache.

It’s all money, after all~

When Chong Chong saw the ring placed on Liu Yue’s ring finger, she was stunned.

The others’ expressions also subtly changed.

Liu Yue stared quietly at the ring on her left hand, completely dazed.

【Countdown ended, players automatically leave the dungeon】