Chapter 5: Residual Echo (Blood Weapon)
Category: Special (Penetration, Armor Break, Split Properties)
Exchange Price: 400 Scarlet Medals.
Stock: 1
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There were dozens of Blood Weapons, with the most expensive being Residual Echo, and the cheapest costing only 10 Scarlet Medals, which was a small knife.
Among them were longsword-type weapons, but Su Xiao chose not to select one. Dragon-Slaying Flash could enhance the 25% true damage of Azure Steel Shadow energy, possessed the execution ability of Demon Blade, and had high sharpness—this was an irreplaceable weapon.
Su Xiao was very interested in the most expensive item, Residual Echo. For this special weapon, he had a way to use it and could multiply its lethality.
For now, he couldn't exchange for Residual Echo yet, so Su Xiao simply spent 5 Scarlet Medals to exchange for a Scarlet Chest, just to test the waters.
Lighting a cigarette, with the Lucky King status active, Su Xiao fully activated his Devouring Core, looked around, and confirmed that a certain female deity who liked to secretly observe was not present.
[You have consumed Scarlet Medals ×5, you have obtained Scarlet Chest ×1.]
[You have opened the Scarlet Chest.]
[You have obtained Scarlet Medals ×10.]
[You have obtained Soul Crystal (Complete) ×1.]
With this start, Su Xiao exchanged another Scarlet Chest and opened it.
[You have opened the Scarlet Chest.]
[You have obtained Scarlet Medals ×1.]
[You have obtained Soul Crystal (Complete) ×1.]
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The ups and downs of life were sudden, but fortunately, he had gained 1 Scarlet Medal and 2 Soul Crystals (Complete). Overall, it was still decent. As for whether to continue opening more, of course not—he would consider it when he had surplus Scarlet Medals.
Su Xiao sat cross-legged on the bed in meditation, waiting for the second node to appear. Around five in the afternoon, the hotel room door was pushed open, and a grim-faced Xiusiro walked into the room.
"What's this?"
Seeing Xiusiro's expression, Baha instinctively thought he had encountered an enemy.
"Ah~, women."
Xiusiro sat down on a wooden chair, crossing his legs and resting them on the windowsill.
"Rejected by your old flame?"
Baha said with a mischievous grin. With nothing else to do, trading banter with Xiusiro was a good pastime. Though the guy was ruthless in battle, he had a good sense of humor in daily life.
"Yeah, I wanted to marry her, but someone disagreed."
"Her brother opposed it? Or her father?"
"Her husband."
"Damn."
Baha was at a loss for words, while Xiusiro wore a look of melancholy. Upon closer inspection, one could see a faint bruise around his eye, clearly from a punch. It seemed that his old flame's husband was no pushover.
With a bang, the door was kicked to pieces. The masked man walked into the room, black veil-like energy twisting and deforming behind him, sometimes forming a ghost head, sometimes a skull shape.
"Xiu, si, ro."
The masked man was uncharacteristically no longer respectful to Xiusiro.
"Bas, you're angry. You look much more agreeable now than when you're putting on that fake courtesy."
Though Xiusiro was smiling, his mood was actually complicated. In truth, he had never done anything with that old flame, nor had he ever intended to.
"Everyone... has their limits. Today, you crossed mine."
Masked Man Bas stepped into the room, the floorboards beneath him cracking inch by inch.
"White Night, enemy incoming. White Night?"
Xiusiro looked at Su Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed in meditation. He had little interest in getting involved in such trivial matters, and besides, there would be no fighting today.
"You, little brat (little brat = bastard)."
Masked Man Bas's leather jacket creaked loudly. A moment later, he swung a fist sideways, smashing it into the doorframe. Including the doorframe, half the wall exploded into dust, eventually condensing into a small ball that floated in midair.
Masked Man Bas turned and walked away step by step, leaving a trail of deep footprints on the floor. The hotel owner was trembling in the stairwell.
As he passed by the hotel owner, Masked Man Bas pulled a stack of Gulang from his pocket and stuffed it into the owner's arms.
"Sorry for the trouble."
Masked Man Bas descended the stairs to the first floor and soon disappeared among the pedestrians on the street.
Inside the hotel, Xiusiro leaned back in his chair and said:
"You guessed right. The current president of the Magic Association, Rogesh, is my father. I haven't seen that old bastard in 12 years—no, 13 years. I was originally a Secret Art Mage too. I became one at 10, condensed my Holy Seal at 13. Other Secret Art Mages called me a genius.
I remember it was when I was 14. I was still a boy then. One afternoon, a female Secret Art Mage invited me to her home. I thought she wanted to discuss the development of Soul Energy, but who would have thought—she taught me about the origin of life. Back then, I was still a little brat, hahaha."
As Xiusiro spoke, his face was full of nostalgia. At that time, he was a young genius, his father was the president of the Magic Association, the family castle was so large one could get lost in it, and he had an obedient little sister.
Until one evening, Xiusiro returned to his castle and, in his family's laboratory, saw his sister sealed inside a glass pillar. The solution inside was light red and faintly glowing. Xiusiro remembered this clearly because, under that faint light, his sister, who had already lost all signs of life, looked beautiful, her hair slowly drifting.
"Let's go to the dining room for dinner."
Xiusiro would never forget those words, nor the man standing in front of the glass pillar, recording something—the man he had always called father.
"No need to be surprised. Your sister shares our bloodline. She had no talent; this is her best final resting place."
Xiusiro didn't remember what came after. He ate dinner, returned to his bedroom, slept, and fled the castle at midnight. He then stowed away on a steel giant ship and came to the Western Continent.
Xiusiro looked at the setting sun outside the hotel window, a faint smile on his face.
"That man epitomized what a Secret Art Mage is. So I refuse to be a Secret Art Mage anymore. Damn Secret Art Mages—may they all die out."
After hearing Xiusiro's story, Baha quickly used the temporary ally authority to scan, repeatedly confirming whether Xiusiro was the World Child.