Two nights later, Gu Chen stood in his rented apartment, his expression grave as he nodded at Anling. The little ghost Shenqi, equally serious, stared intently at the energy block between them.
It was a dark, eerie red, shining with the translucent amber glow of fresh blood.
This was the fruit of Gu Chen’s second Ten Consecutive Draws: a rare purple item, an energy block crafted from something called a "Longguo."
His remaining Zhandou Dian
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