I didn’t receive any quest notification, but if Xuan Nu said it was a quest, then it was a quest. Moreover, she was the holder of the Xuanyuan Sword, the divine weapon of every Chinese’s dream. While it was unlikely that Xuan Nu would gift me the sword as a reward, even a screw from the sword would make me laugh in my dreams for many days to come.

The Xuanyuan Sword wasn’t just a simple weapon. It was the faith and totem of our entire nation. Any Chinese player who was granted the honor to even just hold the Xuanyuan Sword could claim that they had achieved one of their life’s goals.

……

Rustle rustle...

The Ghost Spirit War Boots made some rustling noises as I walked along a passage of the abode. The walls were covered in gems, luminous gemstones, and totems engraved using oracle bone scripts. The giant dragon engravings on the walls already looked plenty scary, but the possessed Sacred Beast was supposed to be even stronger. Heaven knows how I was going to beat it. I had promised Xuan Nu that I would succeed though, and I wasn’t going to go back on my word no matter what.

After traveling about 500 meters, the path started widening just as Xuan Nu promised me it would. I could even hear the sound of streaming water from here. Suddenly, my vision widened...