Gift Games Erupt, Yin Spirits Begin Their Enhancement

Fireworks shot into the sky, exploding with a bang as magical displays of light burst in every direction.

This was a special tribute prepared within this enormous city for Gift Games with authority ratings of four stars and above.

Multiple Communities participated.

This massive Gift Game had now become a grand event that transcended the South District. The border gates were constantly being used by large numbers of people and merchant caravans traveling through.

This flow was beneficial to everyone in the Underwood region.

Not to mention that these large Communities were naturally among the more competitive participants in the competition.

A great many Gift Games were also initiated by their members.

Bai Cangshu stood at the outskirts, watching the excited crowd at the center of the venue. For a moment, he almost truly believed that this was some enormous banquet being held in a peaceful era.

His eyes held a smile. The humans of these Plot Worlds always possessed an ease and joy that ordinary people could not understand.

This was clearly a world hiding countless monsters, gods, Buddhas, and Demon Kings. There were clearly innumerable powers capable of killing them.

Yet, just as ants never worried about being stepped on by humans, these people continued to live so easily and happily.

"Ha~ I’m starting to like this world a little~"

Satoru Gojo’s voice involuntarily rose. He raised his right hand high, his entire body brimming with excitement as he continuously waved at the surrounding crowd, showing off the two stars on the bracelet around his wrist.

Many young women also cheered and applauded the exceptionally handsome, tall Satoru Gojo. This made the man, whose bones were filled with pride and detachment, reveal an even more insincere, teasing smile.

Uchiha Madara remained indifferent. He merely snorted at this irritating bustle, and he too wore a bracelet on his right wrist.

That was right. This special Gift created specifically for this massive Gift Game could even be worn by spiritual bodies.

Bai Cangshu did not mind reviving Uchiha Madara with [All the World’s Evil]. An A-rank Anomaly Point was not much of a burden to him now.

However, Uchiha Madara had refused this method of resurrection. He had sensed an incomparably evil power within that Black Mud.

Moreover, whether it was that white-haired fellow or the brat who had just been revived, both of them had emitted an unpleasant stench after being "revived."

Uchiha Madara was no stranger to the power of resurrection. In fact, he had personally arranged for his own resurrection in his original world.

Unfortunately, before Uchiha Obito could cast the Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique, he had already been forcibly devoured by this Host.

Even from Uchiha Madara’s perspective, this world was extremely complicated. Just along the way here, his Sharingan had spotted no fewer than three people whose presence completely overwhelmed his Host’s.

One had to know that even Uchiha Madara, arrogant as he was, had to admit that this Host could now be considered a powerful expert.

He was a formidable figure who could have made a name for himself even in the Warring States Period, when Madara and the Senju Clan had run rampant.

Yet in this world, everything seemed to have changed.

That blond-haired Shōnen had not made a move, but Uchiha Madara’s combat experience was exceedingly rich. He could tell from his Host’s initiative to attack.

The other party was stronger than the Host!

Like Madara himself, this Host was not someone who had much desire to proactively attack the weak.

On the other side, Bai Cangshu saw Reverse Uchiha Izayoi, Black Rabbit, Yō Kasukabe, Asuka Kudō, and several other Plot World protagonists enter another street behind the crowd, their hands in their pockets.

White Face, who followed behind them, also had a bracelet appear around her wrist.

Clearly, she had used some method to successfully join the protagonists’ journey. Although she might not necessarily be able to join [No Name], as long as Reverse Uchiha Izayoi and the others had not driven her away, part of her plan had already succeeded.

By mingling with the Plot World protagonists, she would have a good chance of coming into contact with one of this world’s true peak figures—[White Night Yaksha].

"Hey, are you the ones who kept beating one-star and two-star authority holders on the outskirts of the city, then stole their entry qualifications?"

The speaker stood in the air, with a pair of winged shoes beneath his feet.

He flew through the air at an incredible speed, almost like an animation skipping frames. Four stars shone on the bracelet around his wrist.

Below him stood another group of people. The bracelets on their wrists mostly bore two or three stars.

Bai Cangshu waved his hand.

"Haha, Mister Luos has it wrong. They were merely good friends who saw our potential and voluntarily gave up their qualifications for the competition~"

Both Bai Cangshu and Uchiha Madara possessed the ability to forcibly make others alter the conditions of a Gift Game. Those seven-figure and even six-figure individuals with merely average Mental Power simply could not resist.

Other than Guardian Spirit Lu Bu, who was too weak and had been sent out by Bai Cangshu to act alone, Bai Cangshu had obtained an entry qualification for most of the capable Yin Spirits.

This was a rare opportunity to strengthen his Yin Spirits.

To Bai Cangshu, these Yin Spirits living in the Consciousness Sea within his body were skill libraries that could be accessed at any time.

If he needed to, he could force his way above that enormous broccoli at the right moment. There, he possessed a powerful sense of control over every Yin Spirit in the Consciousness Sea.

However, what surprised Bai Cangshu was that after White Face voluntarily left the group, the always arrogant and conceited Gilgamesh had also chosen to leave.

He seemed to have sensed something extraordinary. Before they even entered the city, he had departed toward a certain place in the forest.

Since this world was practically filled with gods and Buddhas from every realm and contained every mythological lineage, Bai Cangshu could understand why a spiritual body like Gilgamesh, one possessing divinity and value at a unique historical juncture, would have a special reaction.

However, he had little desire to investigate it.

Compared to hidden powers that needed to be excavated, this world already had too many things laid openly before him.

He looked at the Silver Stinger Sword in his hand.

[Deadly Sword Strike]

[Quality: Extremely Rare]

[Description: A special weapon upon which a certain deity has bestowed a miracle]

[Usage Requirements: Strength > 35; Mental Power > 25]

[Effect 1: An attack aimed by the stinger sword cannot be evaded by the target]

[Effect 2: An enemy stabbed by the stinger sword cannot defend against that attack]

This was a rather special weapon-type Gift. Under certain circumstances, it could produce quite impressive effects.

Although it was somewhat useless to Bai Cangshu now, this weapon possessed extremely powerful performance for the vast majority of Reincarnators at this stage.

In the hands of certain Reincarnators specialized in unusual enhancements, this sword could even possess unexpectedly high value.

For example… A Single Thought of Silk’s [Death Sword] title, combined with this sword’s practically unavoidable and undefendable attacks, could inflict extraordinary damage.

The group facing Bai Cangshu belonged to the [Perseus] Community, founded by Hero Perseus of Greek mythology.

The banners fluttering around them, bearing the image of the Gorgon’s head, were the symbol of this Community.

The fellow flying through the air in those shoes was the current leader of the Community.

Luos Perseus was a descendant of Hero Perseus and Princess Andromeda. He possessed the bloodline of a "demigod," though that demigod bloodline had already become pitifully thin.

Still, it had given him a measure of unrealistic courage and pride.

An irrepressible smile hid within Bai Cangshu’s lowered eyelids as his gaze lingered over the shoes beneath the man’s feet, the whip in his hand, and the other powerful tools passed down from the mythological era.

The true powerhouse of the Perseus Community was the Gorgon defeated by Hero Perseus in the age of myth, Medusa, the Demon King, [Algol].

But with this fool still acting outside, Bai Cangshu simply regarded him as a mobile treasury.

Satoru Gojo could also sense his Host’s mindset. His own personality was rather vile as well, so he deliberately stepped forward and feigned weakness.

"Oh, a demigod? We really are unlucky~"

Rather than weakness, his tone sounded more like mockery.

Luos was violent by nature and completely lacking in scheming. He had originally come because he heard that a powerful Martial Artist had appeared in the forests of the South District, leading a group of Yin Spirits around to attack isolated Gift Game participants.

Furthermore, the other party seemed to possess a charm-type Gift.

Luos had a particular desire for such a Gift.

Below Luos, Garj, who had beast ears and the form of a beastman, calmly assessed Bai Cangshu’s group.

He frowned. Though he had never seen these people in the Outer Gates, their bearing and presence were highly unusual.

Even if they had only just entered Little Garden, it meant that they had most likely been major figures in their previous worlds.

Although most people in the Little Garden World could be considered outstanding in their original worlds, the people before him each emanated an utterly different aura.

"Luos, the information on these people is incomplete. Let the others go first—"

"Oh my, oh my, this beastman gentleman is so clever. You can actually make decisions for Hero Perseus. What an enviable relationship~"

Satoru Gojo wore a black blindfold, his movements exaggerated and his tone affected, making others feel uncomfortable.

Luos Perseus was already arrogant and conceited, and he disliked Garj, who actually handled the operation of the Community’s various affairs. Now, provoked by Satoru Gojo, he sneered repeatedly.

The shoes formed from [Sail of the Argo] beneath his feet could grant their wearer the ability to fly at high speed.

In an instant, he appeared before Satoru Gojo.

Satoru Gojo leaned his upper body backward, putting on a frightened expression.

He had not even activated the Limitless Cursed Technique.

"As expected of a hero, that speed is truly…"

Perseus raised his hand. Four stars shone, and a scroll of parchment noticeably larger than the others appeared.

[Gift Game: Trial of the Hero]

[Host: Luos Perseus; Ouroboros]

[Rules: Participants will jointly take part in the trial of a special historical hero. Those who successfully emerge from the trial will gain the opportunity to challenge the true Hero Perseus. Only one person may emerge victorious.]

[Reward: The highest-value Gift or a designated Gift on the participant's person; Gift Game authority stars *1]

[Participant: Luos Perseus]

"Stop showing off that pathetic provocation. Come on, all of you together…"

Luos Perseus flashed away, appearing before Uchiha Madara in an instant. The next moment, he appeared before Namikaze Minato, then stopped in front of Artoria.

This time, Luos lingered longer, his gaze greedily fixed on Artoria’s fair skin.

Artoria turned and looked toward Bai Cangshu, clearly asking whether she could cut him down.

But Bai Cangshu remained unmoved. Fortunately, Luos had already returned to the air in an instant.

Satoru Gojo was the first to step forward and sign his name on the parchment.

He was becoming increasingly interested in this world’s peculiar "games."

Not merely because he could obtain novel things, but because… he could write his name into this powerful world again and again.

Weakness was ugly, while strength was beautiful.

After having his sense of good and evil twisted by All the World’s Evil, Satoru Gojo had become increasingly immersed in this morality.

The strong had no need to protect the weak, because the weak would naturally die in the end.

The strong also had no need to feel guilty for killing the weak, because such weaklings would die eventually anyway.

Ha~

Crimson and black cursed energy appeared across Satoru Gojo’s body and spread outward. Eyes began opening one after another across his face and arms.

Clatter, clatter.

Signs of Yellow Springs began to emerge beneath Satoru Gojo’s feet, while chains extended section by section behind him.

Satoru Gojo no longer needed to disguise himself as lazy and teasing. The moment he signed his name, he appeared before Luos.

Using the Limitless Cursed Technique to stand in the air, he looked down from above at this legendary hero’s son.

"You’re very weak, aren’t you~"

"Ha~"

Within his distorted, inhuman voice, Satoru Gojo’s smile gradually twisted. He removed his blindfold, his eyes filled with the exhilaration of wanting to tear apart someone pretending to be strong.

Luos froze for a moment before flying into a rage. With a thought, the parchment immediately appeared before everyone else.

"I said, I want all of you to come at me together!"

Yet aside from Satoru Gojo, who had already signed his name, everyone merely looked at him mockingly.

Satoru Gojo’s taunting voice continued.

"Is this all a four-star authority can do? You really are a complete idiot…"

Compared to those one-star and two-star Gift Games that had clearly added rules favoring the hosts, this [Trial of the Hero] Gift Game actually twisted the authority rules to a greater extent.

Because it contained no explanation whatsoever of the trial’s contents.

At the same time, its wording was extremely vague.

Yet whether it was Satoru Gojo, Bai Cangshu, or Uchiha Madara, they had all seen through Luos’s intentions at a glance.

This Gift Game emphasized that only one person could emerge victorious, while the rules also stated that only those who passed the trial could challenge the true Hero Perseus.

Both points clearly concealed traps.

This was probably a Gift Game where the more participants there were, the greater the host’s advantage would be. The participants would be unable to unite and would be forced to slaughter one another within the Gift Game.

Perseus might then receive some sort of power enhancement from his father and reap the benefits at the end.

That was why only Satoru Gojo had signed. No one else would participate.

Seeing his trap exposed, Luos Perseus stared gloomily at Satoru Gojo before him.

Then, Gifts and armaments appeared one after another.

"Don’t think that just because you’re alone, you can really defeat me…"

His own strength had reached the six-figure level. Combined with his luxurious equipment, he was enough to stand at the top among six-figure powerhouses.

The outsider before him did not seem powerful to that extent either. Within his own Gift Game…

Satoru Gojo’s smile twisted further as he interrupted Luos.

"I can win…"

"After all, you’re weak."

At the same time, Uchiha Madara had already appeared before another member of the Perseus Community. He raised his parchment, and the Sharingan appeared in his eyes.

The other party immediately signed Uchiha Madara’s parchment in a daze.

The next moment, the two vanished directly.

Bang!

In less than ten seconds, Uchiha Madara fell from the air, while the other party’s body exploded into a mass of flames.

Artoria also stood in front of someone with her sword drawn…

Everyone seemed to have begun pursuing power.