That thing was wrapped around a withered tree on the outer edge of the forest below the high tower.
Long, thin vines wound out from the back of the trunk. Its leaves were a translucent, pale green, their edges shimmering with a faint silvery light.
Although the surrounding forest was so gloomy it looked cursed, this plant was so clean it felt entirely out of place. A few dew-like drops of sap clung to its leaves and branches.
Cen Yao's eyes lit up instantly.
Clear-heart vine.
It was a basic material used for brewing both calming potions and anti-pollution potions.
Although it had only been a simulated material in the Learning Space, Cen Yao had dealt with it for three months. She could never mistake it.
There were actually real materials in the dungeon!
What did this mean?
It meant she wouldn't necessarily have to rely solely on the System Mall to buy materials with emotion points in the future.
Dungeons could also be her source of inventory.
Cen Yao's breath caught slightly.
In the next second, she stepped onto the window sill.
Before the viewers in the live stream room could react, they saw the mysterious rookie player in the purple Witch's robe step onto the high tower's window sill with a black wand in hand, and lightly vault outward.
She jumped.
The live stream room instantly exploded.
【!!!】
【!】
【Wait, what is she doing? Does she want to die?】
【This is the top of a high tower! It's over fifty meters from the ground!】
【Is that the point? Shouldn't the point be that there are man-eating flowers around the high tower?】
【Exactly. The man-eating flowers around the high tower are more than enough to swallow her whole before she even hits the ground.】
【It's over, it's over. I just started to think this newcomer was interesting.】
【I told you newcomers are useless. What's the point of showing off earlier if she doesn't even know the basic dangers of the dungeon?】
【Did she think she had no hope of clearing the stage, so she just gave up on living?】
【So annoying. I hate these self-abandoning losers the most.】
The wind howled past her ears.
The outer wall of the high tower rushed upward as Cen Yao plummeted rapidly.
The black forest below resembled a wide-open maw, and the once-quiet flowerbeds around the base of the tower suddenly came to life at this moment.
Gigantic flowers of weirdly vibrant colors erupted from the ground.
Their petals were crimson, lined with dense, fine thorns. The centers of the flowers split open to reveal wet slits, containing not pistils, but rows of razor-sharp fangs.
Like sharks smelling blood, they simultaneously craned their heads and lunged toward Cen Yao.
Some in the live stream room were already screaming with excitement.
But just when everyone thought Cen Yao would either be splattered into paste or swallowed by the man-eating flowers, a sudden flash of light filled their screens.
It wasn't a normal brightness.
It was an incredibly beautiful, dreamlike light.
Two brilliant streams of light unfurled from behind Cen Yao's shoulders. One was like silver soaked in moonlight, and the other was a blue-violet that looked like shattered stardust.
The flowing light swirled around her, and her skirt-like Witch's robe fluttered wildly in the wind.
In the next instant, the two streams of light fully expanded.
A pair of massive wings appeared on Cen Yao's back.
The wings were neither feathered nor mechanical.
They seemed woven from starlight, moonlight, and aurora. Every feather of light was nearly transparent, yet their edges flowed with fine, golden flames.
As the wings spread, shades of deep blue, silvery white, pale purple, and gold flowed within them, as if someone had cut out a piece of a dream and attached it to her back.
Cen Yao's falling body abruptly halted in midair.
The purple Witch's robe billowed, her hood obscuring the upper half of her face, leaving only a pale chin and slightly pursed lips visible.
She looked as though she were a mysterious deity stepping out from the starry sky.
From the moment she jumped out of the window to the unfolding of her wings, it felt like a long time had passed, but it was actually only an instant.
The live stream room fell silent.
Then, the bullet comments flooded the screen like crazy.
【!】
【!!】
【!!!!!!】
【So beautiful!】
【How can it be this beautiful!!!】
【Breathtakingly gorgeous! What is the name of these wings? Is it an item? Where did she get them? Are they in the System Mall? I want them!!!】
【I want them too! I don't care how many points they cost!】
【Huh? Wait, what happened? Are these wings real?】
【Isn't she a newcomer? Where did she get those wings?】
【What newcomer? I don't know, I came from the system recommendation page. Who can understand the sheer shock of being hit by these gorgeous wings the moment I clicked in!!!】
【Yes, yes, yes, me too! When I saw these wings on the recommendation page, I clicked in immediately. Hesitating even for a second would be a disrespect to their beauty!】
【???】
【Wait, what are you guys talking about? First a newcomer, then the mall. I don't get it.】
【Exactly. I said so much earlier, and nobody paid attention.】
【This streamer is a newcomer. Did you new arrivals not notice that this is a rookie dungeon live stream? Didn't you see the giant words "Rookie Dungeon" at the front of the stream?】
【...】
【So, those wings aren't an item?】
【Earlier, she also summoned a light phoenix and used a Witch's crystal ball...】
【If the phoenix is a Talent and the crystal ball is a Talent, those wings can't possibly be a Talent too, right?】
【One Talent split into three forms? Is that even reasonable?】
【Reasonable my foot!】
【So, in conclusion, where on earth did these gorgeous wings come from?】
Cen Yao was temporarily unaware of the shock in the live stream room.
She only knew that the orb's notification sound suddenly rang in her mind.
【Ding—Final shock points earned this time: 200,000.】
Beneath her hood, Cen Yao couldn't help but let her lips curl into a faint smile.
Two hundred thousand?
Just a pair of wings could bring in this many shock points?
If they saw even more magical items in the future, wouldn't they faint on the spot?
Briefly mesmerized by the massive amount of shock points, Cen Yao completely forgot how long she had practiced for these wings, let alone how hard she had worked to design this stunning entrance.
Just conceptualizing the appearance of these wings had nearly drained all her brain cells.
To make the wings look beautiful enough when they unfolded, she had even modified them seventeen times in front of a mirror in the Learning Space.
At the time, the orb had asked her, “Host, isn't the point of flight magic to fly steadily?”
Cen Yao had answered seriously, “Flying steadily is just the basics. What we need most are shock points! Only magic that is stunning and shocking enough can bring us the results we want.”
And the current results proved that it worked incredibly well.
Cen Yao hovered in midair, the overly beautiful wings behind her slowly flapping, scattering fine stardust.
She was in no hurry to land.
Instead, she naturally lingered in midair for a few extra seconds.
To show off.
And show off some more.
After all, since she had earned the shock points, she had to make the viewers feel they got their money's worth.
Just when Cen Yao felt it was about time to go down, a sharp sound of slicing air suddenly came from behind her.
Seizing the opportunity while she was suspended in midair, a man-eating flower suddenly lunged upward from the base of the tower.
Its thick stem snapped straight like a whip, its crimson petals flared wide, and its mouth full of sharp fangs snapped directly toward Cen Yao's back.
Cen Yao didn't even turn her head.
With a flick of her wand backward, a massive fireball instantly smashed into it.
With a loud bang, flames exploded.
Before the man-eating flower could even scream, it was burned into a pile of black ash, the debris raining down.
Cen Yao: “...”
She looked down at her hand.
It wasn't that her reflexes were fast.
It was just that after three months of training, her body moved faster than her thoughts.
In the Learning Space, to train her emergency reflexes, the orb had once had simulated ghosts launch surprise attacks from all sorts of tricky angles.
From the ceiling, under the bed, from behind, under her feet, and inside cabinets.
There was even one time when a simulated ghost crawled out of the cup she was drinking from.
Startled, Cen Yao had blown up the cup, the table, and half of the training ground.
The orb's evaluation of this was: “Good reaction, but the damages are a bit costly.”
Since then, Cen Yao had developed a reflex to throw a fireball whenever she heard anything unusual.
Cen Yao controlled her wings to slowly turn around.
Below, several man-eating flowers that had been preparing to lunge froze.
They tilted their heads up, their mouths full of fangs still bared, looking both menacing and dazed.
Cen Yao hovered in midair, tilting her head slightly.
Her hood covered her eyes, showing only a slight upward curve of her lips.
“What's wrong?”
“Do you want to turn into ash as well?”
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