"Wow!"
"So much, so much, so much energy—!"
"Aaaahhh—!"
The girl's voice instantly cracked.
"We're rich! We're rich! We're rich!"
"Host, you really do have me in your heart, I love you, muah muah muah!"
"Sufficient upgrade energy detected, begin upgrade immediately?"
This sentence suddenly reverted to the original mechanical voice.
Immediately followed by the girl's voice again.
"Don't ask that lazy fish, it's definitely an upgrade!"
Mechanical voice alternated.
"Upgrading, please wait..."
The girl's voice sounded again.
"Host, a gentle pat, I'm going to sleep first, see you later."
...
After that, the system fell silent.
The next day.
At noon.
The flying monster beast carried Ye Fan and others back.
Perhaps out of boredom, Ye Fan pulled the little witch and the others to play mahjong.
Suddenly.
"System upgrade complete."
"Conditions met, lottery system activated."
"Lottery items are random, with a chance to draw rare and special items."
The girl's voice sounded again.
"Wow, this special lottery requires so much energy!"
"Hey, lazy host, want to try one?"
Ye Fan ignored her and played a card.
"East wind."
Shan Ji glanced at his cards.
With this east wind, he would win.
However, as a qualified subordinate, he knew he absolutely could not do something so foolish!
So he reached out and silently drew a new card...
"Forget it, I knew asking you would be useless."
"I'll draw one for you!"
"By the way, if you don't want to keep paying out, don't play that three of萬."
"Lottery starting, please wait..."
Ye Fan's face was instantly covered with black lines...
Originally, this system was just a mechanical voice.
Then, at some point, a girl's voice popped out.
And now, looking at the situation, this girl's voice and the mechanical voice are completely different matters.
This is...
split personality...?
This damn thing is getting more and more abnormal!
A few seconds later.
"Lottery complete, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Demonic Artifact—Frostmourne."
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and took Frostmourne out of his ring.
Its appearance was exactly the same as Ye Fan remembered, that famous "filial piety sword."
As soon as Frostmourne appeared, an icy chill permeated the room!
Yang Tou's eyes lit up!
In an instant, countless voices flooded everyone's minds!
Piercing wails...
Seductive whispers...
The dark side of the heart was instantly magnified...
Except for Ye Fan, everyone fell into a daze.
As for what they saw, only they themselves knew...
Seeing that Ye Fan did not seem to be charmed, a flash of light appeared in Yang Tou's eyes.
Then he stared straight at Ye Fan.
A seductive whisper echoed in Ye Fan's mind.
"Do you crave power!"
"Do you want to become the most powerful being in this world and be admired by all!"
"Do you want to rule this world!"
Ye Fan glanced at it disdainfully and replied in his mind.
"Don't need it, get lost!"
When Ye Fan responded, he added a trace of his own mental power.
It wasn't much, really.
Just a tiny, completely negligible trace.
As a result.
"Boom—!"
A cracking sound came from the ram's head of Frostmourne!
A wisp of light gray smoke slowly drifted out from the ram's eyes!
The filial piety sword fell completely silent.
The little witch and the others also recovered from their dazed state, patting their chests with lingering fear...
Well...
It wasn't entirely fear.
Shan Ji, that guy, showed no fear at all.
He even wiped the corners of his mouth.
It seemed like he had seen something happy just now...
Xiang Jia Jun blinked in confusion, then fell back into thought.
"Ye Fan, this thing is so evil..." the little witch said with lingering fear, "What exactly is this thing?"
"Just think of it as a demonic artifact," Ye Fan fiddled with the filial piety sword, "A weapon truly used by demons."
Frostmourne was from World of Warcraft.
But none of the Western fantasy worlds Ye Fan had transmigrated to before belonged to Warcraft.
The fact that the system could draw such a thing made people ponder even more...
"But its appearance is indeed quite cool," the little witch mumbled.
"Right, your demonic path and the demon race are somewhat related," Ye Fan said, "Why don't you take it as a weapon?"
"Forget it..." the little witch decisively shook her head, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control it..."
"Then is anyone else interested?" Ye Fan looked at the remaining people.
Shan Ji and the others shook their heads one after another.
Shan Ji and Xiang Jia Jun were already very special existences, and weapons were not essential for them.
Let alone Sister Hong Ying.
If even the little witch dared not take it, they had even less courage to touch it.
Forcibly using treasures outside their capabilities often led to their own destruction.
Although their cultivation was not high, they understood this principle.
It was estimated that the filial piety sword never imagined it would be so despised one day...
"Since no one wants it..."
Ye Fan walked to the window and threw Frostmourne out with a swing.
This thing felt cold to the touch, not even comfortable as a fire poker.
The filial piety sword spun and fell towards the ground...
After Ye Fan and the others had gone far, the filial piety sword also landed on the ground.
"Pfft—!"
The sharp blade plunged into the ground!
And its location was the famous Monster Forest!
The vast Monster Forest spanned countless territories, and the part in the Liang Dynasty before was just a section of it.
As for how large this Monster Forest was, it was probably impossible for anyone to say...
The appearance of Frostmourne soon attracted a group of curious 'guests'.
Purple-backed Ape.
The notorious hooligans of the Monster Forest!
The Purple-backed Ape looked similar to a giant black gorilla, about three zhang tall, with purple fur on its entire back.
They were called hooligans because this species was too bizarre!
What the Purple-backed Ape loved to do most was all sorts of pranks.
For example, if they were in a mood, they would collectively go to other monsters' territories to cause trouble.
They weren't looking for territory or anything; it was purely for pranks.
If they encountered a weaker opponent, they would beat them until they were bruised and swollen.
Afterward, they would turn their backs on them and mock them.
If they met someone stronger, they would cause a commotion and run away...
Of course, this so-called "stronger" was also within a certain range.
Basically, it was a range where they wouldn't be killed even if they couldn't win...
No matter how bizarre they were, they weren't so stupid as to seek death.
The neighboring monsters were truly helpless against such unscrupulous behavior.
They could beat them.
But these hooligans were all thick-skinned...
At most, it would make them hurt for a while, and they would be back to their lively selves in no time...
Moreover, the Purple-backed Ape didn't have any fixed territory; they went wherever they pleased on impulse.
It could be said that.
No matter the territory of any level of monster, they could be encountered.
This was a great headache for cultivators who went to the Monster Forest for training.
If they were unlucky enough to encounter one, they could only pray for themselves...
Although this thing didn't like to kill cultivators like other monsters, it couldn't stand its lack of integrity!
All sorts of prank methods guaranteed to make cultivators have a blast, even leaving them with psychological trauma!
For example, these hooligans particularly liked to strip off cultivators' pants and tie them around their necks as scarves...
If it was a male cultivator, it would be fine.
But if it were a female cultivator, who the hell could handle that...
Instant social death, right?
The most annoying thing was that the materials on these guys were generally useless to cultivators.
Except for some cultivators doing special research, others would get a headache at the mere mention of Purple-backed Ape.
Their level was not low, but the problem was that there was no market for them...
This meant that fighting these things was a thankless task.
Anyone with a normal brain would run as soon as they saw them...
And at this moment, these hooligans were looking at Frostmourne with curiosity.
Their leader pulled Frostmourne out.
The originally cool and dashing Frostmourne, under the backdrop of its three-zhang height, immediately became a small toothpick...
The King of the Purple-backed Ape blinked.
It felt cool and quite comfortable to the touch.
Thinking of this, it brought Frostmourne to its mouth and licked it with its tongue...
"Brothers!" The King of the Purple-backed Ape raised his hand, "This is a treasure bestowed upon us by heaven, and it will be the symbol of our tribe's honor from now on!"
As for why it said that?
It had found a monster's skeleton before and insisted it was a treasure bestowed by heaven and a symbol of honor.
This kind of thing had been done countless times before...
If you can understand the logic, your brain is not far from that of the Purple-backed Ape...
"Roar roar roar—!"
"Roar roar roar—"
"Roar roar roar—!"
The followers immediately beat their chests excitedly.
Amidst the roars, some strange sounds seemed to be mixed in.
"Hooray—!"