“Come on, I’ll take you to seize the greatest opportunity in this secret realm!” Xu Linxiu reached out to Song Wanci, a bright and youthful smile on his face.
Song Wanci placed her hand in his.
The two of them got up and headed toward the ruined palace.
Just as they reached the entrance, a child standing atop flaming wheels and holding a spear appeared before the gate.
“Who goes there?” the child asked loudly with a slightly immature voice, pointing the spear at them.
“I am Xu Linxiu. I’ve come to take on the trial left behind by the Golden Crow Venerable, hoping to obtain his legacy.” Xu Linxiu clasped his hands and raised his gaze to look at the child.
He resembled Nezha from the Journey to the West stories.
But Xu Linxiu, who knew the plot, understood that this little guy was the true master of the Golden Crow relic.
That is, the Golden Crow Venerable—this child was one of his incarnations.
“And the one behind you?” the Golden Crow Venerable looked at Song Wanci.
Xu Linxiu shifted his body, blocking the Venerable’s line of sight to Song Wanci. “This is Song Wanci, my fellow disciple. We came together.”
The Golden Crow Venerable withdrew the spear and pointed to the door behind him, which began slowly opening. “Go in.”
Xu Linxiu nodded and pulled Song Wanci into the palace.
“Kid… don’t go dying in there!” the Golden Crow Venerable turned around, hands in his pockets, speaking to Xu Linxiu with a maturity far beyond his appearance.
Xu Linxiu turned back, finding it oddly strange to hear such serious words from a child’s mouth.
“Sure.” He waved and walked inside.
After Xu Linxiu and Song Wanci entered the Golden Crow relic, the Nezha-like Venerable leaned against the wall with eyes closed.
The concealment array Xu Linxiu had set activated, and the entire relic vanished from sight.
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…
At that moment, Qin Feng—separated from the Azure Cloud Sword Sect group—happened to pass by.
But seeing nothing unusual, he continued ahead.
He had to find opportunities quickly… and then kill that masked man inside this realm!
Meanwhile, the masked man Qin Feng wanted to kill—Xu Linxiu—was currently charging through the relic’s challenges with ease.
[Congratulations, Host, for intercepting the child of destiny’s greatest opportunity!]
[Received fate points ×140.]
“Heh.” Xu Linxiu chuckled while pinching his chin after hearing the system’s mechanical voice.
Then he stared at the final mechanism door before him, recalling how it was solved in the novel.
While operating it, he opened the door leading to the inheritance and a trove of artifacts.
The sight inside made his eyes widen—rows upon rows of dazzling treasures.
“Wanci, go ahead and take them. Grab anything you like. Fill your storage ring to the brim. Take as much as you can.”
Xu Linxiu glanced at the equally stunned Song Wanci and grinned.
Honestly, cheating the system like this inside the secret realm felt amazing.
To just walk into a treasure vault like this so effortlessly…
But Song Wanci didn’t move.
Xu Linxiu noticed and looked at her curiously. “What’s wrong, Wanci?”
Song Wanci pointed toward a lotus platform at the center of the treasure trove.
Xu Linxiu followed her gesture and saw it.
Atop the lotus platform stood a spear with a flame-like head—blazing purple.
The Purple-Flame Serpent Spear!
Xu Linxiu’s eyes lit up.
“That spear is actually the true inheritance of this relic. This place was left behind by the Golden Crow Venerable.”
“The child we saw at the gate… was a remnant soul of the Golden Crow Venerable.”
“Only by gaining the approval of the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear can one receive the true inheritance.”
Xu Linxiu patiently explained everything he knew from the story and summoned his Sword-Rearing Gourd.
Despite the name, the Sword-Rearing Gourd could nurture all types of weapons, not just swords—allowing them to grow in grade over time.
Song Wanci walked up beside him and grabbed his hand, writing in his palm:
“You go subdue the Fire-Tipped Spear. I’ll guard you.”
Xu Linxiu opened his mouth, then nodded in agreement.
He walked step by step toward the center of the lotus platform. Around the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear, scarlet-gold flames burned fiercely.
Its spearhead resembled violet flames—hence its name.
It was an Earth-Grade artifact, same as the Sword-Rearing Gourd.
Trying to subdue it… wouldn’t be easy.
This was Golden Crow True Fire—a great opportunity in itself.
It could burn everything, serve as a powerful offensive weapon, and even be used as a fire source for alchemy.
“I’m starting now,” Xu Linxiu said as he turned to look at Song Wanci.
But then, remembering something, he jogged back to her side.
He pulled out some meat pies and rice balls from his storage ring and handed them to her.
“I don’t know how long it’ll take. Keep these with you for now,” he said, scratching his head with a grin.
Song Wanci accepted the food, looked at him, and softly said, “Be careful…”
“Don’t worry. As the saying goes, the good die young, and troublemakers live a thousand years. I’m a troublemaker—I’ll live forever!” Xu Linxiu proudly thumped his chest.
Song Wanci frowned slightly, clearly still uneasy.
She had once followed her master into a relic like this before.
Those inheritances… claimed countless lives.
Xu Linxiu suddenly thought of something. He pulled out a fragrance pouch from his storage ring.
It was the pouch embroidered with her name—the one he’d picked up that night when Qin Feng had blocked her path.
“This is yours, right? I picked it up back then and forgot to return it.”
He scratched his head and handed the pouch to Song Wanci.
As she took it, tears welled up in her eyes for no reason.
“H-Hey, don’t… don’t cry, okay?” Xu Linxiu panicked, wanting to wipe her tears but not daring to touch her.
“You’re not thinking I’m saying goodbye forever, are you?” Xu Linxiu squinted at her, then laughed while placing his hands on his hips.
“I just remembered to give your pouch back, that’s all.”
He stepped forward and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“Getting the Golden Crow Venerable’s inheritance is difficult, sure—but I know this relic inside and out.”
“I’m confident I can get it.”
Just like always, Xu Linxiu rambled on while Song Wanci quietly listened.
She stepped forward, took his hand, and placed the fragrance pouch back into his palm.
“It’s a gift… for you.”