In the world of Destiny, all blood and gore effects from attacks were completely censored to ensure a comfortable experience for players. There were no severed heads or limbs—nothing too gruesome.
Having dodged the attacks of the three wolves, Ye Tianxie swiftly launched his counterattack. After stabbing the second wolf twice, they finally regained their footing and lunged at him once more. This time, all three wolves attacked simultaneously, aiming to tear him apart. Ye Tianxie narrowed his eyes and surged forward at full speed, narrowly slipping between the two wolves. As he passed through, his blade slashed across the second wolf’s body, and by the time he came to a halt, he was already behind them again—two more quick thrusts followed.
His target remained the same—only the second wolf.
-13, -15, miss.
After enduring five consecutive attacks, the second wolf's HP bar had already dropped by nearly a third. Feeling the pain, it howled in rage and lunged again. But as if predicting its every move, Ye Tianxie suddenly ducked low, kicked off the ground, and slid nearly two meters forward while maintaining an extremely low stance. Twisting his body mid-motion, he slashed upward with two casual yet precise strikes.
If any other player had been watching, their jaws would have undoubtedly dropped to the floor.
A level 0 player, clad in nothing but newbie gear, was fighting three level 5 monsters at once. Yet, after over a dozen attacks, not a single wolf had even managed to touch him.
Even more astonishing—he hadn’t used a single skill.
In Destiny, even level 0 players started with a basic apprentice skill from their chosen class. But Ye Tianxie was a complete anomaly. He had no class, no skills, and could only rely on simple slashes, thrusts, and cuts with his beginner’s sword.
His movements were like a phantom weaving through the wolves’ relentless attacks, his blade constantly drawing agonized howls from his prey. In less than half a minute, the second wolf let out a final weak howl before collapsing to the ground. A faint glimmer shone beside its corpse—a dull, coin-shaped object.
"Two down."
Ye Tianxie loosened his tense grip slightly, switching from defense to offense. He charged forward and slashed at the next wolf’s throat.
If this were the real world, his strike would have sent a bloodied wolf’s head flying through the air.
-12, -12, -14, -13, -12…
A true martial artist could defeat an armed opponent with nothing but a wooden branch.
At this moment, Ye Tianxie’s reaction speed and combat intuition, honed to a level far beyond ordinary players, shone brilliantly. These were the very abilities that allowed him to dominate the gaming world. Under the swings of his unimpressive beginner’s sword, another wolf soon fell with a final wail of despair.
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A satisfied grin spread across Ye Tianxie’s face as he leisurely toyed with the last remaining wolf.
Yes, a level 0 player, dressed in nothing but newbie gear, was toying with a level 5 monster.
-15, -14…
As the final wolf’s HP bar emptied, Ye Tianxie momentarily slowed down, allowing its claw to strike his body.
-21!
A faint sting spread from the point of impact. Ye Tianxie glanced at the damage number above his head before effortlessly finishing off the last wolf with a swift stab.
With all three wolves slain, Ye Tianxie let out a soft breath and surveyed the ground. Other than the coin-shaped object from the first wolf, there was nothing—no wolf eyes, not even a single strand of fur.
His luck stat was 0.
That meant every monster he killed had its drop rate reduced to the lowest possible value.
Expressionless, he crouched down and picked up the lone coin, staring at the text imprinted on it.
Risking his life, overcoming three enemies five levels above him—his reward was a single copper coin.
[In the world of Destiny, 1 gold coin = 10 silver coins = 100 copper coins. According to the official exchange rate, 1 gold coin = 1 Huaxia currency unit.]
So, all that effort for… one cent.
Ye Tianxie stored his first in-game earnings into his inventory, flipped through the wolf corpses, then suddenly smacked his forehead.
“Damn it…”
To extract wolf eyes from a monster’s corpse, he needed the Gathering skill. And he had completely forgotten about it.
Basic life skills like Gathering were usually learned from the village elder in the newbie town.
Ye Tianxie stood up, considering whether to head back to the starting village, when a familiar sensation against his chest made him freeze.
Something was hanging from his neck.
He hesitantly reached for his collar and felt a thin cord—one that he knew all too well.
This…
He tugged at the cord, pulling out a black pendant from beneath his newbie gear. Holding it in his hand, he stared at it in a daze. The pendant was embedded with seven differently shaped sockets, glowing faintly with an eerie dark light.
It was her only keepsake…
But why…?
Why was it here?
This was Destiny.
With the newbie outfit covering it, he hadn’t noticed it until now. But when he stood up just now, the pendant had fallen against his chest, and its cold touch finally alerted him.
It was exactly the same as in the real world.
The shape, the sockets, the subtle yet unmistakable iridescent glow—it was identical in every way.
How was this possible?
How could a real-world object appear inside the game?
This… completely defied logic.
As he stood there in shock, the pendant in his grasp suddenly emitted a flash of white light. The glow was so intense that Ye Tianxie instinctively squinted. When he refocused, he saw the white light slowly detach from the pendant, floating into the air like a miniature sun.
And then…
“Ohhh la la! Ahahaha! I’m free! I’m finally free! Oh la la la la la!!”
Ye Tianxie’s expression froze.
He would never—ever—forget that voice.
It was sweet, innocent, and melodious. Yet it carried an unmistakable arrogance that made people want to plug their ears.
Because the owner of this voice had plagued his entire life—driving him crazy, making him laugh, making him helpless, making him want to… pin her down and spank her.
The white glow faded, revealing a petite figure.
She had jet-black hair, eyes as bright as starlight, and flawless white skin wrapped in an equally pristine dress.
A little girl.
Not just because she looked around twelve or thirteen years old, but also because—judging by her tiny frame—she was barely thirty centimeters tall.
Ye Tianxie’s eyes widened in disbelief, his face frozen in a look of utter shock.
If any sane person witnessed such an absurd scene, they would only have two possible reactions—
One: stand there, dumbfounded.
Two: pinch themselves to check if they were still dreaming.