Sacred Souls: Genesis - Chapter 341

Chapter 341: Chapter 330 BIU (1st Update) Chapter 341: Chapter 330 BIU (1st Update) Jiang Qiao now finally understood the feelings his mother had been experiencing recently; it was as if his sister, after a long journey, had finally reached the entrance exams, and the whole family awaited her results with bated breath.

Although Wan Xiang was still more than ten days away from her exams, today she stepped into an arena… that might pivot her life in a new direction!

In recent times, Jiang Qiao discreetly counted that at least five well-known players from various clubs had gathered in the audience of this arena, watching none other than Wan Xiang herself!

How had his little sister managed to attract the attention of half of China’s eSports deities?

Could it have been a draft?

As Jiang Qiao pondered what exactly was happening at that moment, Wan Xiang fired five consecutive shots from her Mosin-Nagant rifle, hitting all five pigeons released by Xiao Yu from a distance.

Not a single one of these pigeons, hailing from the Holy Spirit’s main map, escaped Wan Xiang’s sniper fire. A flurry of feathers later, all had fallen to the ground, and were automatically converted by the system into pigeon meat and feathers as crafting materials.

The pigeons were over four hundred meters away from Wan Xiang, and the interval between her five shots lasted less than three seconds. Even the professional players watching couldn’t help but applaud Wan Xiang’s performance.

“Try using this rifle.”

Mo Shigui was fairly satisfied with the results, yet the damage output of Wan Xiang’s magic bullet marksman was too low. It could still be useful in the level 50 Black Dragon Nest instance, but this rifle’s damage was insufficient for tackling the boss of Black Tide Island.

Thus, Mo Shigui brought out a legendary sniper rifle, the “Requiem of the Death God.” Its real-world counterpart was the M82A1 sniper rifle, more commonly known as the Barrett anti-material sniper rifle, capable of turning a person into mush.

This rifle, seen in many movies, had damage output that was at least ten times more than, and even surpassing, Wan Xiang’s current Mosin-Nagant rifle.

“Can legendary equipment be traded?” Jiang Qiao stood beside his sister and stared in disbelief at Mo Shigui’s lavish gesture.

She recalled that legendary equipment in Holy Spirit could not be traded.

“It can with this.” Mo Shigui then produced a golden, cone-shaped crystal called a “Legend-breaking Gem.”

This item, also a high-value purchase from the wish store, allowed a piece of legendary equipment to be traded to another player.

Thus, the prices for legendary equipment on the 4396 platform remained as high as those for special equipment.

“Here, take it,” Mo Shigui said, intending to hand over the heavyweight sniper rifle to Wan Xiang.

What do you mean, take it? Brother Bear, you’re holding a legendary weapon! Don’t just hand it over as if it’s a chicken’s neck, okay?

Jiang Qiao glanced at his sister Wan Xiang, whose eyes shone like a baby who had just spotted a beloved toy.

No player could remain calm in the presence of that orange glow.

“Sis, we can’t accept this!” Jiang Qiao’s poverty brought her back to her senses, “This thing is worth at least 200,000, and I’m talking cash here, which is a third of the down payment for our house! And the car dad drives is only worth 100,000.”

Jiang Qiao continued to impress upon Wan Xiang just how precious the legendary weapon in Mo Shigui’s hands truly was, using various comparisons.

After all, Wan Xiang was a high school student, and she certainly knew right from wrong. She managed to restrain her desire and gently shook her head.

“It’s a gift to you. Our guild doesn’t have any Hawkeye players, and there’s no use for it otherwise,” Mo Shigui explained.

The sniper rifle’s effectiveness in instances was indeed so poor it was almost a waste of space, not to mention there was no player specialized to wield it, although this particular legendary weapon had been bought by Silver from the 4396 platform just half a day earlier.

He could easily find replacement equipment for other classes, but his own few crucial pieces of equipment had elicited no leads whatsoever.

A gift? Is this how mighty his guild is?

“But… why?” Jiang Qiao really wanted to ask “How come?” feeling that his sister, new to gaming, might not yet have the talent required to attend a youth training camp.

“We need your sister to join us in an instance, just this one.” Although Mo Shigui was indeed intent on nurturing the young girl, his immediate concern was the impending battle of Black Ash Knight.

Mo Shigui had already said so much that it would be somewhat clueless for him not to accept a response, and finally, under her nod, Wan Xiang took the legendary sniper rifle worth two hundred thousand from Mo Shigui’s hands.

After Wan Xiang equipped the rifle, her series of actions made even Mo Shigui raise his eyebrows.

Wan Xiang first removed the magazine from the heavy sniper rifle to check the ammo count; after confirming the bullets were full, she checked the condition of the barrel. After a series of procedures, even Mo Shigui felt…there was something off.

“Have you used this rifle in reality?”

Mo Shigui glanced at Jiang Qiao, who was standing nearby and watching. Jiang Qiao just shrugged his shoulders indicating he also didn’t know what was going on.

“This…” Considering her family background, such a rifle would not be accessible to civilians in reality, let alone foreign civilians.

“I’ve used it a few times, but this is the first time in the game.”

After loading the rifle, this weapon, rightfully named Death Ode, entered a mode called ‘Harvesting.’
“Target?” Wan Xiang asked Mo Shigui, tilting her head.

At that moment, Mo Shigui looked at Wan Xiang and felt a hint of inexplicable fear. He raised his hand to signal that Little Feather on the other side of the shooting range could continue releasing the pigeons he had.

Far away, another five pigeons were released into the sky. Wan Xiang intended to lie down to shoot, but this was the world of the game, and this thrill-seeking girl chose to stand–a shooting posture that in reality might teach her the laws of recoil.

The deafening sound of gunfire rang by Mo Shigui’s ears, and the substantial recoil still existed in the game due to balance considerations. However, Wan Xiang’s character’s strength attribute was not low, and the muzzle of this recoil monster raised just a bit after the first shot.

But it didn’t hit.

The frightened pigeons flew further away, and Wan Xiang reloaded the rifle. The next second, another bullet with the effects of ‘Eagle’s Speed’ and ‘Penetrating Strike’ discharged from the chamber.

This shot didn’t hit the five pigeons directly either, but one pigeon’s wing was grazed by the bullet, and a ‘-665’ damage appeared above its head before it plummeted to the ground.

The remaining four pigeons flew even further. Wan Xiang adjusted various data in her scope, and the next moment, she pulled the trigger of her weapon again.

This bullet hit a pigeon flying the highest directly. This poor pigeon didn’t even leave behind meat or feathers; as a damage of -2314 appeared, it disintegrated into ashes in the air.

Then came the fourth bullet, and this one also hit another unsuspecting pigeon precisely.

After killing three pigeons in a row, Wan Xiang ceased fire as the two lucky pigeons had flown down below the city walls, and Wan Xiang had lost her target.

“Still a bit not used to it.” Holding the rifle, Wan Xiang suddenly raised it above her head and then lowered it, and raised it again.

She seemed very pleased with her character’s superhuman game performance, but in her satisfaction, she also lowered her head, somewhat afraid to look at Mo Shigui.

Perhaps she was somewhat bothered by not having killed the remaining two pigeons.

“I think there should be an applause here?” Jiang Qiao, watching from the side, started to clap, and Mo Shigui also awakened from his astonishment and clapped incessantly.

The surrounding professional players also dared not regard Wan Xiang as a little girl this time; they did not want to find themselves in the crosshairs of this rifle during a wild map PK.

Suddenly, applause erupted from all around. Wan Xiang, a bit confused, lifted her head; she had yet to realize what had happened when she found a bunch of friend requests popping up before her.

“Little sis, what are you doing?” Since Jiang Qiao couldn’t see Wan Xiang’s game panel, he could only see her continuously clicking something.

“Rejecting friend requests.” Wan Xiang knew not to casually add strangers as friends.

Friend requests?

“Accept! Just accept them all!” Jiang Qiao didn’t need to guess whose friend requests those were. She put her hands on Wan Xiang’s shoulders, shaking her and shouting.