The dizzying sensation of spatial displacement vanished in a flash.
The next instant, Lin Qingyue was already standing on the floor of Room 206 in Tingzhu Garden.
She landed silently, like an agile night cat, keeping even her breathing as light as possible.
Pressing her ear against the cold wall, she listened carefully.
From next door came the steady, drawn-out sound of her younger sister Lin Xiyue's breathing.
Safe.
The tense muscles all over Lin Qingyue's body instantly relaxed, and her guilty conscience of feeling like a thief from a second ago vanished into thin air.
She switched entirely into salted fish mode, doing a smooth backward drop and crashing heavily into her soft bed.
Lingering around the tip of her nose seemed to be the sweet fragrance left over from the Elf Queen's bedchamber.
Although she had just engaged in a hearty and vigorous "academic exchange" with Her Majesty The Queen, under the full nourishment of the Ilanier-brand "super power bank," she didn't feel tired at all right now; instead, her Mental Energy was so abundant that it was almost boiling over.
Her entire body was filled with endless energy, even giving her the urge to immediately rush to the sports field and furiously run 20 kilometers.
Sleepiness?
What was that? Could you eat it?
Lin Qingyue simply sat up cross-legged, her consciousness sinking into the System Space.
It was time to take stock of this morning's spoils of war.
Her gaze accurately locked onto a corner of the space.
Hovering quietly there was an entirely pink weapon box, exquisite to the extreme, exuding a flashy aura that could almost pierce through spatial barriers.
[Pink Weapon Box]
"Can draw out any desired type of cold weapon from it..."
Lin Qingyue muttered the description, the light in her eyes growing brighter.
Isn't this just a... weapon-exclusive wishing well?
Suppressing her excitement, she issued an extremely specific, and even somewhat outrageous, command in her mind.
I need a staff.
It has to look good, be strong, and most importantly... the shaft must be hard enough to stab people like a spear!
[Ding~♪ Detected the Host's needs, now matching the most suitable weapon for you from the
[Match successful!]
In an instant, a dazzling pink Holy Light erupted from the weapon box.
An elegantly and gorgeously designed pink staff thus appeared in Lin Qingyue's hand.
The staff felt slightly heavy to the touch, with a warm and smooth texture.
Its entire shaft was carved from an unheard-of pink crystal, coiled with intricate and exquisite rose and thorn totems, as if formed by nature itself.
The head of the staff featured an exaggeratedly giant heart-shaped gemstone, gently supported by two hollowed-out pieces of metal shaped like angel wings.
Inside the gemstone, it was as if one trillion galaxies were circulating, being born and dying, emitting a gentle yet terrifying energy fluctuation.
Lin Qingyue merely grasped it, and a surge of incredibly pure life energy rushed into her limbs and bones like a bursting dam, instantly achieving perfect resonance with her own power!
The warm current was so comfortable that a soft, satisfied moan escaped her throat.
A name naturally surfaced in her heart along with it.
[Beloved]
[Quality: Beyond Legend]
[Type: Staff]
[Equipment Requirement: Lin Qingyue / Cyrene]
[Effect 1 · Flawless Psalm: Its healing power can touch the deepest afflictions of the soul and causality, continuing the chapters of all that is beautiful in the world.]
[Effect 2 · Form of Ego: Wherever its edge points, all things are illusions; it can pierce through half of all barriers and return them to their true nature.]
[Note 1: Come, join me, let's fight for all that is beautiful in the world♪]
[Note 2: Magical time is over, now it's physical time♪]
Looking at the staff's attributes, Lin Qingyue's mouth slowly fell open, her expression gradually freezing.
Her gaze was dead-fixed on the words "Beyond Legend," "afflictions of the soul and causality," and "pierce through half of all barriers."
Holy... fck!*
A quintessential expletive, rich with the "fragrance of plants," explosively echoed in her heart!
Healing the soul and causality?
This meant that even death and curses could potentially be reversed!
Ignoring 50% defense and resistance!
This wasn't just overpowered, this was a BUG!
This took ridiculousness to a whole new level!
Compared to this [Beloved], the purple-grade polearm currently in her hands, [Dragon's Bane], was practically a fire poker meant for poking ashes!
Miss Pink Elf... no, Elysia, from today on, you are my one and only Sis! My blood Sis!
Lin Qingyue was so excited she almost kowtowed to Elysia right there on her bed.
She immediately equipped [Beloved].
Then, she solemnly threw [Dragon's Bane] into the most remote corner of her storage and manually slapped an "Honorably Retired, Never to be Used Again" seal on it.
The sense of ritual had to be maxed out.
Holding the brand-new [Beloved], she casually twirled a few spear flourishes in her cramped dorm room.
Perfect!
A perfectly balanced weight!
The spot-on center of gravity!
The exhilarating sensation of it moving exactly as she willed!
The handling felt explosively good!
How was this a new Weapon? This was clearly her long-lost biological Weapon! Today, mother and daughter... bah, the Weapon had finally returned to its roots!
How is this a weapon box? This is simply Elysia's Divine Artifact Armory!
Lin Qingyue forcibly suppressed the wild joy in her heart that made her want to howl at the sky. Overcome by a sense of playfulness, she issued a new command to the weapon box.
"Give me a huge and awesome macho Great Sword!"
With a flash of light, a two-handed Great Sword with a blade as broad as a door and a massive pink gemstone inlaid at the crossguard appeared in her hand.
Its quality was still Beyond Legend.
"Now give me an archaic Eight-Sided Han Sword!"
The light flashed again, and a Han sword with a perfectly straight, double-edged blade that exuded an ancient majesty appeared.
It was just that... this Han sword was entirely a girly, vibrant pink, and a string of jingling pink Crystal tassels hung from the ring on its pommel, making it look simultaneously serious and completely unserious.
Lin Qingyue had the time of her life, trying out sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, and tridents.
She discovered that this weapon box could truly transform into every cold weapon she could imagine, and the quality of each and every piece was Beyond Legend.
"I've struck gold! Now I definitely don't have to worry about my tools of the trade. Even if I roll a Morningstar Mastery in the future, I won't sweat it."
She contentedly put away all the weapons, keeping only [Beloved].
From now on, this would be her main combat weapon.
The ultimate form of a physical Priest, achieved!
After studying the weapon case, she turned her gaze to the two newly obtained gold cards.
Bailu was easy to understand—pure healing, plus a once-per-hour resurrection to protect the team.
As for Yixuan...
Lin Qingyue looked at the Sect Master on the card, with her draped white hair and an outrageously voluptuous figure, and subconsciously lowered her head once again to look at her own body.
A strong sense of crisis surged in her heart once more.
"This outfit, this bust size... I really can't pull this off..."
She even had an absurd thought: in order to perfectly pilot this card, should she do some specific training for her pectoral muscles?
It had to be put on the schedule!
She couldn't afford to be careless about this!
The cloth "bag" hanging on her chest during battle was a minor aesthetic issue. The real problem was if the fabric couldn't hold up and caused a wardrobe malfunction—that would never get past the censors!
She carefully put away the two Gold Cards. These were crucial trump cards for her future.
The feeling of getting rich overnight was simply exhilarating.
So exhilarating, in fact, that her hands started to itch for action.
Lin Qingyue gripped Beloved, tapping the staff's end lightly on the ground, producing a crisp, clear sound.
She licked her lips, her eyes glinting with a dangerous, eager light.
"Any clueless targets willing to walk right into my trap...?"
"...to be sacrificed to my bug-level Divine Artifact?"