Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day-Chapter 879 - 626: Black Dragon Spear! (Part 3)

Li Zheng took in the fleeting prompt text, his eyelids twitching twice, maintaining a calm expression, but inwardly he asked, "How much more blood does it want to draw before it stops? I'm about to reach my limit!"

The Golden Dragon's eyes turned from red to purple, with the color becoming increasingly deep, gradually shifting toward black.

In contrast, Li Zheng's originally healthy and rosy complexion slowly became pale, a touch of ashen pallor creeping onto his forehead, akin to a dying person.

Moreover, as his body weakened, the jet-black hair behind him sensed the opportunity, bizarrely twisting and turning, while whispers at his ear grew louder, as if standing in the center of a plaza with tens of thousands of people speaking all at once.

"Be quiet!" Li Zheng, irritated by the noise, angrily rebuked.

But the whispers didn't lessen one bit; instead, they grew even louder, eventually drowning out his hearing, with countless murmurs echoing around him, their meaning unclear.

He attempted to find something to replenish his blood in his capsule residence, but rummaging through all the stocks, he couldn't find a single item.

Li Zheng then tried to utilize his Spiritual Power to stop the dragon pattern from draining him, but his body, weakened, would crack the moment he exerted a little force, with countless tiny fissures appearing on his skin. Due to his reduced blood supply, these cracks bore only a faint red hue without actual blood flowing out.

"Am I going to die here?" Li Zheng's vision dimmed. If he were to be drained to death by a spear, it would be a suffocating end.

The black hair twisted and slithered, extending onto Li Zheng's face like tendrils, two child-sized arms covering his eyes, blinding him.

Other strands separated into thin lines, drilling into his nostrils, mouth, and ears, penetrating deeper bit by bit, launching an assault on his brain.

Li Zheng wanted to lift his left hand to stop them, but he lacked the strength, with waves of dizziness flooding from deep within his consciousness, rendering him unable to hold on.

Just as he was about to reach the point of no return, a faint sliver of energy emerged from the core of every cell in his body, the last remnant of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill's potency!

Sensing Li Zheng's extreme weakness, the elixir's power seeped from his limbs and bones, transforming into nourishment for his body, quickly replenishing him.

His heart began beating powerfully again, surges of intense, warm blood flowing from his heart into his veins, pumping through his entire body.

Just then, the dragon pattern's eyes completely turned black, like two lively eyeballs, rotating once to gaze at Li Zheng.

The next moment, a resounding dragon roar echoed in Li Zheng's ears, causing the previously overwhelming whispers to vanish instantly as if they had met their nemesis.

The 'black hair' that was drilling into his nose, mouth, and ears hurriedly withdrew as well, transforming back into his back as smooth, ebony hair, ceasing any movement.

Regaining his sight, Li Zheng leaned on the Black Dragon Spear, bending over in a fit of dry heaves, coughing incessantly.

He felt as though something had intrusively entered his throat just now, causing tremendous discomfort.

[Congratulations, its interior has now taken your shape. From now on, unless you die, no one else can use this spear.]

The side door opened, and Mirel, hearing the commotion, entered the front hall and was startled upon seeing Li Zheng's condition: "What happened to you?"

She had just finished dinner when she felt an unexpected tremor in her heart, unable to control it, she stayed in her room to suppress the intrusion, not following beside Li Zheng as usual.

With a gentle hand, she patted Li Zheng's back to help him catch his breath: "You look terrible, as if you've lost a lot of blood. What exactly happened? Were you attacked?"

Li Zheng raised his left hand, finally catching his breath, and weakly said, "It's nothing, just an unexpected price to pay."

Though the price nearly cost him his life, from now on he would have to live like the void, relying on his Spiritual Power.

Luckily, that elixir had previously reached its limit due to his body's rapid enhancement, leaving some potency stored everywhere to rejuvenate him at the critical moment, keeping him alive.

The cost is that the elixir's potency has finally been exhausted; encountering a similar situation again would indeed be dangerous.

"Teacher, come quickly, Li Zheng he..."

The rear door opened, and Zi Yuan rushed out with the Blacksmith, turning his head to see Li Zheng standing straight, easily lifting the Black Dragon Spear with his right hand.

The Blacksmith's massive figure squeezed through the rear door, grumbling, "What's wrong with him? Isn't he fine?"

Zi Yuan was baffled: "But... but... he wasn't like this just now..."

Li Zheng carefully examined the Black Dragon Spear for a moment, then placed it back on the shelf, attempting to let go.

This time, there was no suction, and he was able to release it smoothly. He let out a sigh of relief with a forced smile: "Sorry, it seems this spear has accepted me as its master. Please, Blacksmith Master, keep it here for now. Once I've saved enough money, I'll come to retrieve it."

The blacksmith's dark red luster flowed continuously over his body, as if lava coursed over its surface. With red-gray eyes, he gazed at Li Zheng momentarily, then asked Zi Yuan, "How much is the spear priced?"

"In response to Teacher, the senior brother set the price at one hundred thousand Red Crystal Coins," Zi Yuan dutifully replied.

"Hmm." The Blacksmith nodded slightly: "I'll take responsibility and sell this spear to him at half price. I'll speak with your senior brother."

With that said, he nodded to Li Zheng and then turned back to the shop's rear.

"The blacksmith never misses an opportunity to do a favor; the Black Dragon Spear has already acknowledged me as its master. Even if others want to buy it, they can't take it away, and leaving it in the store would be a waste of space." Li Zheng mused to himself, "Now, he's offering it to me at half price in front of me, leaving me indebted once I claim the Black Dragon Spear."

Zi Yuan returned, baffled, and reactivated the barrier on the shelf, wondering aloud, "That's strange, the process of a weapon recognizing its master wasn't like this before. Why did it change this time?"

Li Zheng originally wanted Mirel to help him back to his room to rest, but hearing this, he became intrigued and asked energetically, "Brother Yuan, do you remember the last buyer of the Black Dragon Spear? How did he subdue the Black Dragon Spear?"

"The last one..." Zi Yuan instinctively began, but then caught himself: "I can't give you customer information, but I can tell you about how he subdued the Black Dragon Spear."

"Oh?" Li Zheng was curious: "How did he do it?"

Zi Yuan made a grabbing motion with his hand, saying, "He just grabbed the Black Dragon Spear like this, picked it up, paid, and left."

Li Zheng was stunned: "Was it that simple?"

Zi Yuan nodded: "Just that simple!"