Death Reward Artifact! All the players in the server begged me not to die

Wu Mengyou is an ordinary player of Wushuang Guild. Most of the other guild members are responsible for gold farming, while she is mainly responsible for collecting game information. After the launch of Jiyuan, she has been focusing on forums in various countries around the world. Her biggest regret is that she was not assigned to the same novice village as Dongfengpo, and missed a lot of exciting information.

"Huh? This is..." Wu Mengyou was practicing while casually browsing the forum, and a new post caught her attention.

"Dongfengpo's designated chamber of commerce - Xiaoqianqian Chamber of Commerce's boutique auction! If you miss this, you will get angrier and angrier! So angry that you will beat yourself in bed at night!"

Wu Mengyou sneered at this and didn't care too much. As the name of Dongfengpo resounded throughout Jiyuan, too many people have been using the name of Dongfengpo to gain attention.

However, in the spirit of excellent professionalism that she would not lose anything by just taking a look, Wu Mengyou still clicked in. There was a video on the post showing the items to be auctioned. It was officially certified by Jiyuan, and the displayed content was true and valid.

It was just that when Wu Mengyou saw the content of the post, he was stunned, and then his face showed ecstasy.

"Treasure skill! Flowing Flame Finger! Isn't this the fire spirit root skill that the president has specified to find?" Wu Mengyou shouted excitedly, and then he was about to report to the person in charge, but he hesitated the next moment.

After a brief thought, Wu Mengyou gritted his teeth and directly contacted the vice president of Wushuang Guild without the person in charge.

After only two or three minutes, all the senior executives of Wushuang Guild received a notice to take down the Flowing Flame Finger secret book at all costs, and the task of contacting the poster fell on Wu Mengyou.

While Wu Mengyou was frantically contacting the shopkeeper, Ji Dongfeng also came to Wang Sandao's wooden house again.

"Senior!" Ji Dongfeng shouted, looked around, and found that the soul of Taoist Qingfeng had disappeared.

"Come in." Wang Sandao responded, his voice full of fatigue.

Ji Dongfeng heard the voice and hurried into the wooden house. After a closer look, he found that Wang Sandao was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, his face was pale, and blood could be vaguely seen at the corners of his mouth.

"Senior, what are you doing..." Ji Dongfeng.

"Ahem, I fought with the Blood Hand Demon Lord, but he still ran away. Boy, I saw your performance. You dare to fight with the Blood Hand Demon Lord. You have guts. You didn't embarrass the Reincarnation Monk!" Wang Sandao said with all his strength.

Ji Dongfeng didn't care about the title of Reincarnation Monk. Almost all NPCs in the previous era called players this way. In Ji Dongfeng's opinion, this is a way to distinguish players from monks in the game.

"Is that the Blood Hand Demon Lord?"

"Yes, he must have other purposes for coming back this time. It's a pity that I didn't keep him. Ahem..." Wang Sandao said with a face full of self-blame.

"Senior, your injury..."

"This time it may be a little troublesome. My spiritual energy is only enough to stabilize the injury. It is still a long way to go to completely heal it. I am afraid that this time my cultivation will fall and it will be difficult to make progress. But the Blood Hand Demon King is not feeling well either. I broke an arm. When we meet next time, I will directly self-destruct my Nascent Soul and I will definitely kill him. Hahahaha! Cough cough cough!"

Ji Dongfeng sighed secretly after hearing this. There are probably not many people in the whole era who can laugh and say that they will self-destruct their Nascent Soul. Even players are no exception. When they reach the Nascent Soul realm, the death penalty is extremely severe. Self-destructing the Nascent Soul will make it impossible to practice. Even if they are resurrected, they cannot be repaired. They can only look for the most precious natural treasures.

"Senior, is there any way to replenish your spiritual energy?"

"I know a spirit gathering array, but it requires 30,000 spiritual stones to fully restore my spiritual energy. Unfortunately, I have been living in seclusion and have run out of spiritual stones. Boy, don't worry about it this time. You can't help me. Even if my cultivation level drops, I... um? What are you doing?" Wang Sandao shook his head and said, but before he finished speaking, he found Ji Dongfeng taking out spiritual stones.

"Junior still has some savings. Here are exactly 30,000 spiritual stones!" Ji Dongfeng took out 30,000 spiritual stones and smiled.

Wang Sandao blinked and stared at the spiritual stones on the ground for a while.

"Who is your master in the world of immortal cultivation?"

"I don't have a master."

Wu Mengyou is an ordinary player of the Wushuang Guild. However, most of the other guild members are responsible for gold farming, while she is mainly responsible for collecting game information. After the launch of Jiyuan, she has been focusing on forums in various countries around the world. Her biggest regret is that she did not break into the same novice village with Dongfeng, and missed a lot of explosive information.

"Hmm? This is..." Wu Mengyou was casually browsing the forum while practicing, and a new post caught her attention.

"Dongfengpo designated chamber of commerce - Xiaoqianqian Chamber of Commerce boutique auction! If you miss this, you will get more and more angry! So angry that you will beat yourself in the quilt at night!"

Seeing this, Wu Mengyou sneered and didn't care too much. As the name of Dongfengpo resounded throughout Jiyuan, too many people have been in the limelight in the name of Dongfengpo.

However, in the spirit of excellent professionalism that she would not lose anything by taking a look, Wu Mengyou still clicked in. There was a video on the post, showing the items to be auctioned. It was officially certified by Jiyuan, and the display content was real and valid.

It was just that when Wu Mengyou saw the content of the post, he was stunned, and then his face showed ecstasy.

"Treasure skill! Flowing Flame Finger! Isn't this the fire spirit root skill that the president designated to find!" Wu Mengyou shouted excitedly, and then he was about to report to the person in charge, but he hesitated the next moment.

After a brief thought, Wu Mengyou gritted his teeth and directly contacted the vice president of Wushuang Guild, bypassing the person in charge.

After only two or three minutes, all the high-level members of Wushuang Guild received a notice to take down the Flowing Flame Finger Secret Book at all costs, and the task of contacting the poster fell on Wu Mengyou.

While Wu Mengyou was frantically contacting the chief shopkeeper, Ji Dongfeng also came to Wang Sandao's wooden house again.

"Senior!" Ji Dongfeng shouted, looked around, and found that the soul of Taoist Qingfeng had disappeared.

"Come in." Wang Sandao responded, his voice full of fatigue.

Hearing the voice, Ji Dongfeng hurried into the wooden house. After a closer look, he found that Wang Sandao was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, his face was pale, and blood could be vaguely seen at the corners of his mouth.

"Senior, what are you doing..." Ji Dongfeng.

"Ahem, I fought with the Blood Hand Demon Lord, but he still ran away. Boy, I saw your performance. You dare to fight with the Blood Hand Demon Lord. You have guts. You didn't embarrass the reincarnation monks!" Wang Sandao said with a strong spirit.

Ji Dongfeng didn't care about the title of reincarnation monk. In the last life, almost all NPCs in the era called players this way. In Ji Dongfeng's opinion, this is a way to distinguish players from monks in the game.

"That person is the Blood Hand Demon Lord?"

"Yes, he must have other purposes for coming back this time, but it's a pity that I didn't keep him, cough cough..." Wang Sandao said with a face full of self-blame.

"Senior, your injury..."

"This time it may be a bit troublesome. My spiritual energy is only enough to stabilize the injury. It's still a long way to completely heal it. I'm afraid that this time my cultivation will fall and it will be difficult to make progress. But the Blood Hand Demon Lord is not feeling well either. I broke an arm. When we meet next time, I will directly self-destruct the Nascent Soul and I will definitely kill him, hahahaha! cough cough cough!"

Ji Dongfeng sighed secretly when he heard this. There are probably not many people in the whole era who can laugh and say that they self-destruct the Nascent Soul. Even players are no exception. When they reach the Nascent Soul realm, the death penalty is extremely severe. Self-destructing the Nascent Soul will make it impossible to practice. Even resurrection cannot repair it. You can only look for the most precious treasures.

"Senior, is there any way to replenish your spiritual energy?"

"I know a spirit gathering array, but it requires 30,000 spiritual stones to fully restore my spiritual energy. Unfortunately, I have been living in seclusion and have run out of spiritual stones. Boy, don't worry about it this time. You can't help me. Even if my cultivation level drops, I... um? What are you doing?" Wang Sandao shook his head and said, but before he finished speaking, he found that Ji Dongfeng was taking out spiritual stones.

"Junior still has some savings, and here are exactly 30,000 spiritual stones!" Ji Dongfeng took out 30,000 spiritual stones and smiled.

Wang Sandao blinked when he heard it, and stared at the spiritual stones on the ground for a while.

"Who is your master in the world of immortal cultivation?"

"I don't have a master."