Chapter 109: Striking a Handsome Pose

(PS: Correction from previous chapter—the protective dragon aura now has a three-second duration.)

As his rage meter filled to the brim, Qin Chuan’s long-planned surprise was ready to be unleashed.

The reason Qin Chuan didn’t simply flash and collide head-on with the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword was that he couldn’t be certain of the sword’s resilience, nor was he confident he could land a hit within 1.8 seconds.

The Ancient Vine Oolong Sword possessed vast battle experience and was clearly not so easily deceived.

At this moment, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword was growing increasingly anxious and frustrated, wishing he could fell Qin Chuan with a single strike.

“Damn it, if you’ve got the guts, fight me head-on! All this dodging and weaving is worthless!” he growled.

In truth, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword didn’t dare to take Qin Chuan’s blows head-on, but while on the offensive, he fervently wished Qin Chuan would come at him directly. His feelings were a whirlwind of contradiction.

Then, in the next instant, Qin Chuan shifted the tip of his sword and thrust forward with a sharp hiss.

“What?!”

“Could it be I’ve provoked him?”

“He actually dares to fight me head-on?”

“So what if he’s immune? Let’s see how long he can hold out!”

“This time, he’s as good as dead!”

In that moment, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword was nearly ecstatic—after such a long skirmish, he finally had a chance to kill his opponent.

“Big brother, could you please not be so arrogant?” Sleepy Bug squinted his adorable eyes, unable to look directly at the impending outcome.

“Ah?! Qin Chuan, has he lost his mind?” Zizi gasped, having watched the battle long enough to recognize the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword’s sharpness.

But what happened next left her almost in disbelief.

“Protective Dragon Aura!”

Indeed, at the moment of contact, Qin Chuan activated this formidable skill.

For three seconds, his overall resilience instantly soared beyond 1360.

This meant that, in this state, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword couldn’t even break through his defense.

*Clang!*

“Ding! Critical hit triggered—damage increased by 150% and knockback effect activated.”

*Crack!*

In that instant, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword suffered tremendous damage; a crack appeared along the blade.

“Ah! This... this is impossible!”

Under critical conditions, the Dragon Pattern Cold Jade Sword’s sharpness value had already surpassed 1770.

When sharpness values are equal, resilience decides the outcome. When sharpness exceeds the opponent’s, the decisive factor becomes a combination of sharpness and resilience.

At this moment, Qin Chuan’s sharpness and resilience far outmatched the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword.

The latter’s normal attack sharpness was only around 1200.

Thus, Qin Chuan remained unscathed, while the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword was gravely wounded.

“Ding! Slow effect triggered—movement reduced by 40%.”

After successfully breaking through the opponent’s resilience, the slow effect immediately took hold.

From this point, Qin Chuan’s advantage was unmistakable; the scales of victory had completely tipped in his favor.

“Haha, here’s some freshly made spicy jerky—tastes pretty good, doesn’t it?” Qin Chuan let out a long breath, finally able to relax after holding his nerves taut for so long.

Meanwhile, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword was uncontrollably knocked back, filled with shock and panic, yet his expression swiftly hardened into fierce determination.

“I will never lose! Go, Ancient Vine Piercer!”

*Shing!*

The sword tip suddenly detached, trailing a resilient ancient vine behind it, resembling a suddenly launched throwing knife.

The launched tip transformed into a sharp thorn of the vine, boasting a sharpness value exceeding 1740.

This sudden burst of attack was truly catching everyone off guard.

If this strike hit Qin Chuan, it would cause massive damage and allow the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword to land smoothly, boosting his speed by 27%.

At that point, if he unleashed his ultimate move, Qin Chuan’s survival would be in grave doubt.

However, Qin Chuan had long anticipated the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword’s skills.

He had held onto a teleportation skill precisely to guard against such sudden attacks.

Against skill attacks, Qin Chuan was no fool—he would never rely on resilience alone to withstand them, as the effects were unpredictable.

“Blink!”

Qin Chuan immediately teleported, avoiding the attack and appearing right beside the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword.

“No more spicy jerky now; how about sampling some popsicle instead?”

“Ah?! What’s a popsicle?” the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword asked in panic.

The previous spicy jerky had been exhilarating, and he wondered if what was coming next would be even more intense.

But soon, he would learn exactly what a popsicle meant.

Seizing the opportunity, Qin Chuan launched a flurry of strikes—one sword, two swords, three.

“Ding! Freeze triggered—duration three seconds.”

“Ah! Why can’t I move?”

Just as he landed, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword truly turned into a popsicle.

And his posture was somewhat impressive, resembling a pillar holding up the sky.

Qin Chuan couldn’t help but chuckle mischievously, “Wow, that pose is seriously cool.”

Without mercy, Qin Chuan continued his relentless assault, cutting into the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword until he writhed in unbearable agony.

“Big brother, I surrender! Please, spare me!”

“That’s out of the question—you promised to devour my spirit core, how can you go back on your word?”

“No, no, no! Big brother, I was just joking! Don’t take it seriously!”

“You can’t just joke about that. As a spirit artifact, you must keep your word. Hold on a few more seconds; it’ll be over soon.”

“No, no, no! Big brother, have mercy!”

Having narrowly escaped death, the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword was now terrified, begging incessantly for mercy.

Alas, Qin Chuan was ruthless; no amount of pleading would save the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword’s spirit core.

With the sword’s agonized wails echoing, the popsicle shattered.

This final battle was truly tragic for the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword—he couldn’t even unleash his ultimate move.

Thus, the once-feared ninth-rank spirit weapon finally concluded its legendary life.

“Ding! You have slain the level 29 Dragon Spirit Tree, gaining 450,000 experience points. Over-level kill bonus grants an additional 100% experience. Congratulations, host, you have earned 900,000 experience points.”

“Damn, this guy’s pretty hefty. I wonder what his origin is,” Qin Chuan said in astonishment upon hearing the system notification that the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword granted 900,000 experience points.

Filled with curiosity and anticipation, Qin Chuan initiated the devouring process.

“Ding! Devour successful, gained 100,000 evolution points.”

“Ding! Congratulations, host’s chance of quality improvement increased by 15%.”

But the surprises didn’t end there—the dragon patterns on the Cold Jade Sword glowed once more, absorbing a surge of dragon energy.

At the end, Qin Chuan couldn’t help but marvel again, “Wow, you’re not just hefty—you’re ridiculously hefty!”

Seeing Qin Chuan’s victory over the Ancient Vine Oolong Sword, Zizi and Sleepy Bug happily ran over.

“Qin Chuan, you’re amazing!”

“Big brother, so mighty!”

“Alright, Zizi, you’ve changed—you’re just like Sleepy Bug now.”

Zizi looked puzzled. “What do you mean by that?”

“Just like Sleepy Bug—super likable. Haha!”

Zizi blushed deeply. “Ugh, that’s annoying.”

It was time to clean up the battlefield. The three bandits searched around and found the Wood Source Pearl.

“Ding! Obtained 200 Wood Source points.”

The Wood Source Pearl immediately dimmed, transforming into a jade-like bead.

“Big brother, this pearl’s useless now, can I eat it?”

“Huh? You want to eat this too?”

“Yeah, I smell a familiar scent.”

“Fine, eat it—don’t choke.”

After leaving the tree pit, Sleepy Bug took a keen interest in the Dragon Spirit Tree and, without hesitation, let out a howl and pounced.

“Hey! Little brother, can’t you switch up your tastes? You always pick the strongest flavors.”