I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1258: Hidden Mission
Chapter 1258: Chapter 1258: Hidden Mission
You nodded with a face full of guilt and said, "Since I was young, I dreamed of becoming a hero. But I was born without the right constitution for it. I’ve worked so hard for this dream. When I was about to gather twenty thousand gold coins to go to New Meng City to learn martial arts, an announcement suddenly came from the sky saying the game was about to shut down permanently."
"Ah, I see." Feng Yujian nodded thoughtfully. "I finally understand—so you’re a hidden quest!"
"Huh?"
Before you could react, Feng Yujian grabbed your hand anxiously. "Quick, quick! Tell me—is your quest for me to take you back to Gingko Village, and then you’ll give me a divine artifact?"
"I... I don’t know."
"Come on, how could you not know? You definitely know! You’re just testing me. Oh, that’s it. It must be this!" Feng Yujian seemed to have figured something out. He pulled you to your feet, emotions surging, and burst into hearty laughter. "Ah hahaha, Smiling Knife, you cocky little guy, looks like you’re falling behind now! Once I complete this quest, I’ll definitely defeat you in no time!"
"Oh ho ho ho, I, Hu Hansan, am back again!" Just then, a flash of yellow blade light streaked across the sky. A man clad in black armor descended from above and landed squarely on Feng Yujian.
"Hey, where’s Tiao Qun Sword?" The man scanned around but couldn’t see Feng Yujian anywhere, so he turned to you and asked, "Hey, cloth-shirt handsome guy, have you seen a fool in silver armor who emits blue sword qi?"
"Take your filthy foot off of me!" Feng Yujian roared angrily from the ground.
"Hey, when did you end up on the ground? Is there poop down there for you to eat?" Smiling Knife leapt to the side, grinning as he looked at Feng Yujian.
"Butcher’s Knife, I’ll smash you!"
"Hey, Tiao Qun Sword, you’re just weaker, nothing you can do. Who asked me, your elder brother, to be just a bit stronger than you?"
"Who says that!"
Feng Yujian sprang from the ground. With a sharp clang, a blue treasure sword was already leveled at Smiling Knife’s neck.
At the same time, Smiling Knife’s yellow big blade was pressing against Feng Yujian’s abdomen. It seemed the two were about to head to the resurrection point, but you immediately stopped them from going completely crazy. "Stop fighting! Weren’t you going to take me back to Gingko Village?"
"Oh right, how could I forget that?"
Without wasting another word, Feng Yujian grabbed your arm and started running towards the southeast. Smiling Knife, after a moment of thought, quickly followed. Even from a distance, you could hear him shouting at the top of his lungs, "You cheeky little brat—is it another new quest? Why didn’t you tell your big brother about it?"
"I’ll smash you to bits. I’m your big brother!"
Feng Yujian didn’t look back. He continued running straight ahead.
Feng Yujian led you to a large city. However, he didn’t enter the city but instead bought two horses at the stables on the outskirts. He handed the reins to you. "Can you ride a horse?"
While you were pondering whether you could ride or not, another pair of hands snatched the reins right out of yours. "Ah, my good little brother knows his elder brother has endured a tough journey and thoughtfully bought a horse for me to ride instead!"
"Hmph!" Feng Yujian snorted coldly, pretending not to see this, and skillfully mounted his steed. Patting the saddle, he told you, "Hurry up. If we don’t make it through Demon Beast Forest before nightfall, it could get very dangerous."
Under Feng Yujian’s escort and Smiling Knife’s occasional help, after two days of long and exhausting travel, the three of you finally arrived at an old valley. But at the entrance of the valley, a massive Lion-body, Scorpion-tail Beast blocked your path.
When Feng Yujian and Smiling Knife saw that the beast’s level exceeded sixty and couldn’t determine its exact level, they exchanged awkward glances. "You’ve got to be kidding. With a monster like this blocking the way, who can get through?"
"I can!" Before the words finished echoing, a man descended gracefully amidst the Heavenly Feather winds. His sleeves billowed like an otherworldly warrior from a martial heroes novel, holding a treasured sword in hand.
"Eastern Cloud Dragon!" Feng Yujian and Smiling Knife exclaimed in unison.
"Gentlemen, we meet again," Eastern Cloud Dragon said with a smile, his gaze falling on the two of them. When he noticed you, riding together with Feng Yujian, a flicker of intrigue passed through his eyes.
"Hey, Eastern Cloud Dragon, have you already accepted the hidden quest from Gingko Village?" Feng Yujian asked, his face full of astonishment as he looked at Eastern Cloud Dragon.
Eastern Cloud Dragon smiled faintly and said, "Indeed. For this hidden quest, I’ve spent over a week preparing, but I didn’t expect the two of you to beat me here."
"Hehe, let me tell you—I’m on a hidden quest as well." Feng Yujian pointed at you. "This guy is the hidden quest NPC. The task is to escort him back to Gingko Village."
Before Eastern Cloud Dragon could examine you closely, the Lion-body, Scorpion-tail Beast they had forgotten roared impatiently. It unleashed a giant acid ball aimed directly at Eastern Cloud Dragon.
Eastern Cloud Dragon remained composed. His elegant movements made him appear as though he was gliding amidst danger, effortlessly dodging the beast’s attack. His treasured sword emitted a crisp cry, transforming into countless sword shadows that flew towards the Lion-body, Scorpion-tail Beast. At the same time, Feng Yujian and Smiling Knife attacked from the left and right, coordinating seamlessly.
For a moment, sword light and blade shadows filled the air. All you could hear were the anguished cries of the Lion-body, Scorpion-tail Beast. Under the relentless assault of the three, the beast eventually succumbed and died a bitter death, dissolving into green light as it disappeared. Left behind on the ground were three items.
Feng Yujian, who was closest to the loot, wasted no time and picked up the water-blue longsword, tucking it into his chest like it was a treasure. Smiling Knife gleefully examined the black bracelet in his hands, beaming with satisfaction. As for Eastern Cloud Dragon, he scooped up a ring before packing the gold coins the beast had dropped into a bag and tossing them to you. "Here, these are yours."
You shook your head, dismounted, and walked up to Eastern Cloud Dragon, carefully handing the gold coins back. "These coins were earned through your hard efforts. I can’t accept them, and I never take charity from anyone."
Under the astonished gazes of all three men, you sprinted toward the valley. But after running only a few steps, you stopped and stared in awe at this unfamiliar place.
It was a small, ancient village. To call it a village was an exaggeration—it consisted of just four or five tiny wooden huts. At the village entrance stood an elderly man with a kind face.
"No, no, no—it’s not here, it’s not."
"Watch out!"
Simultaneous shouts from the three men came from behind you. But it was too late—you had just raised your head when you saw a scythe strike diagonally down from behind!
A flash of white light, and your body vanished just like the Lion-body, Scorpion-tail Beast.
In the blink of an eye, you found yourself standing in a grand hall. A dignified and beautiful woman appeared before you and said, "Because you were killed by a monster within the protection zone, the system has granted you the opportunity to revive. However, since you entered the game without creating an account, the system now requires you to create one. The account will be tied to your identity, and upon creation, the system will randomly grant you an item."
The woman paused for a moment, then reported the following information: "Name: Mu Yun, Gender: Male, Level: 0, Race: Human. Would you like to use your real appearance in the game?"
You sat on the ground in frustration, silent. Everything before you confirmed that there was no way to return to Gingko Village anymore.
And what made matters worse was—you discovered your dagger had disappeared for good. You realized it must have dropped when you were killed.