crisp, mechanical voice echoed in Lu Chen's mind.
> Ding!
[Chen Fan lost 2,000 Luck Points]
[Host gained 20,000 System Points]
Lu Chen's lips curved into a subtle smile as the familiar panel appeared before his eyes.
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[System Panel]
Name: Lu Chen
Cultivation: Low Seventh-Level Warrior
Physique: Chaos Body
Points: 62,000
Weapon Inventory:
Saint-Level Spear
Tenth-Level Axe
Three Ninth-Level Weapons
Five Eighth-Level Weapons
Ten Seventh-Level Weapons
Fifty Sixth-Level Weapons
Elixirs:
One Tenth-Level Elixir
Three Ninth-Level Elixirs
Five Eighth-Level Elixirs
Ten Seventh-Level Elixirs
One Hundred Sixth-Level Elixirs
Spirit Stones: 2 million low-grade Spirit Stones
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These were treasures he had claimed from the inheritance cave—an unimaginable fortune. The Saint-Level Spear alone was a weapon that could cause an uproar in the entire southern region.
But his gaze quickly shifted to his points.
"62,000 points... Enough for a mid-level lottery," Lu Chen thought, his eyes flickering with anticipation. "System, initiate the mid-level lottery."
> Ding!
[50,000 points deducted]
[Congratulations, Host has obtained a Mid-Ninth-Level Warrior!]
Lu Chen's eyes widened, a rush of excitement surging through him.
"A Mid-Ninth-Level Warrior?" he whispered, feeling his heartbeat quicken. "In the entire southern region, Ninth-Level Warriors can count on one hand in most kingdoms. I've just gained one as a subordinate."
Just then, a dark shadow materialized before him. It was a man clad in black robes, his face obscured by a faint mist of darkness. He knelt on one knee, his voice respectful and calm.
"Master," the figure intoned, "I am here to serve you."
A new notification flashed in Lu Chen's vision.
> [Loyalty: 100]
Lu Chen's smile widened.
"Excellent," he said, his voice steady. "From now on, you will guard me from the shadows. No one must know of your existence unless I command it."
"As you wish, Master." The shadowy figure melted into the darkness, vanishing from sight.
The room fell silent, but Lu Chen's mood was anything but calm.
A Ninth-Level Warrior, loyal to him alone—an invisible protector who could turn the tide of any battle.
But tonight, Lu Chen's excitement didn't end there.
Turning, he saw Yun Li, Yun Mu, and Chu Su standing quietly, their faces flushed slightly. They had heard of his victory, of the shocking power he displayed in the competition.
Their admiration had turned to adoration, their loyalty only growing stronger.
"Come," Lu Chen said, his voice gentle yet commanding. "Tonight, stay by my side."
Yun Li and Yun Mu exchanged glances, cheeks turning a soft pink. Chu Su's smile was shy, but the sparkle in her eyes betrayed her excitement.
That night, beneath the soft glow of moonlight, laughter, whispered words, and quiet affection filled the room.
For Lu Chen, it was a night without sleep—but not one he would soon forget.