Chapter 120: Wishes and Summons

“Blitz!” Luo Yong’s figure flickered, swiftly slaying the monster before him. In this dungeon, no creature could endure even a single turn in his presence.

At the same moment, Pang Ding, who had been absent for quite a while, finally returned.

“The Wish Scroll is in hand!” Pang Ding barreled through a monster blocking his path, smashing it with his belly, then tossed the scroll to Luo Yong.

“You try. Your luck is better; it’s more reliable that way.”

“Have you ever used this thing?” Luo Yong asked.

“Of course. I got stuck leveling up once, and I had several wish scrolls back then. But every single wish failed; I didn’t get a thing,” Pang Ding replied.

“No wonder. You’re courting death like that because you think you have time to waste,” Luo Yong said abruptly. Seeing Pang Ding’s puzzled look, he continued, “Luck is a finite resource. Once it’s used up, you’re out of the game. Better let you handle it!”

“You bastard! Cut the nonsense and make your wish! If even the luck of the illegitimate child of the goddess of fortune runs out, then nobody in this world will ever have good luck!” Pang Ding snapped, exasperated.

“If I really were an illegitimate child, my Baor wouldn’t be... and time wouldn’t be running out! This is misfortune, plain and simple! What luck are you talking about?!” Luo Yong shouted back, his face flushed with anger as he angrily unfurled the wish scroll.

“Child of Luck, tell your mother, I want a secret realm where I can farm monsters in abundance!”

Whoosh!

As Luo Yong finished the incantation, a gleam of light flashed in his palm, revealing a demon-shaped iron talisman.

It was completely different from anything he had known so far.

“What’s this thing now?”

“It really worked! You’re not seriously... an illegitimate child, are you?” Pang Ding asked, surprised.

“Obviously not. If I were, Baor wouldn’t have gotten into such trouble!” Luo Yong said, unwilling to delve into the secrets of the elf clan, having promised their elders to keep them.

“Let’s go straight to the Stone Circle!” Pang Ding snatched the iron talisman, examined it briefly, found nothing wrong, and then opened a shimmering portal.

“Are you sure this secret realm is safe?” Luo Yong inquired.

“Stop stalling or I’ll cut you down! I’ve even stabbed Adela with a sword—what’s there to fear?” Pang Ding pulled Luo Yong through the portal, and together they appeared at the Stone Circle.

“Wait, hold on!” Standing in the familiar place, Luo Yong gripped Pang Ding’s arm firmly. “I think I forgot something very important. I need to think this through.”

“At a time like this? Just go in and farm monsters! Let’s launch a little airstrike and level up fast—”

Pang Ding suddenly paused mid-sentence, realizing that all the Reaper Dragonflies Luo Yong had used for farming in the secret realm were now destroyed.

“Damn it...” Luo Yong muttered.

Though Luo Yong’s farming speed was fast—much faster than most heroes—he still needed to gain five levels consecutively. How many monsters would he have to kill? How much time would it consume?

Pang Ding’s mind raced as he calculated: “Nearby, there’s no place like the God’s Lament anymore. To get a large number of contract beasts... unless...”

“I remember now!” Luo Yong suddenly exclaimed, barely hearing what Pang Ding had said, lost in his own thoughts.

“There was once a little wishing sprite. She told me to clear out all the monsters and then come find her!”

“Huh? What did you say? Wishing what? Sprite? Wish what?” Pang Ding’s face was the picture of confusion. He had never heard of a wishing sprite before.

“I hope she’s still here!”

Luo Yong shouted and immediately activated a teleportation scroll, rushing inside without even a word of farewell.

“Hey?” Pang Ding opened his mouth in surprise, looked down at the demon iron talisman in his hand, shook his head, and as the portal began to flicker, quickly followed.

Luo Yong had already run far ahead, visible only as a flickering shadow.

The surroundings felt oddly familiar. Passing a spider monster, Pang Ding suddenly realized—they were in the Fear Canyon!

He had been here before, searching for Adela, and had even found her deep within this place.

“This must be poisonous!” Pang Ding cursed silently. Seeing Luo Yong vanish deeper into the cave, he gritted his teeth and surged forward with a powerful step.

Ahead, light and shadow flickered intermittently.

Luo Yong was blinking through the area rapidly, seemingly unwilling to waste a single second.

After a while, they passed through a special passage and entered the second level of the dungeon—the secret chamber where Adela had once stayed.

Even now, a terrifying aura pulsed here, as if the ancient Spider Queen still lurked within, never truly gone...

“A golden treasure chest!”

Finally, after a burst of running, Luo Yong found the chest next to the bed where Adela had once slept.

Whoosh!

Touching it lightly, the chest opened, releasing a tiny figure floating out.

“Hero, seize the moment and forge an immortal legend!”

For some reason, the wishing sprite looked the same as before, but now her tone had changed, carrying a mature, grown aura, though she remained as tiny as ever.

“Huh? It’s you again. You finally defeated... no, her presence is still here…”

The little sprite frowned, looking at Luo Yong with a conflicted expression.

“I sense she hasn’t completely vanished, only temporarily left this place.”

“Cut the crap. I’m making my wish now,” Luo Yong said flatly.

“Alright, what’s your wish this time? Going home or something else?” The sprite pouted, clearly annoyed, staring straight at Luo Yong.

“Uh...” Luo Yong, who had been ready with his wish, suddenly went blank.

The wish...

What was my wish again?

Going home?

“Hurry up! After waking, my divine power drains every moment. The longer it goes on, the weaker I get. Things I could do a moment ago, I might be powerless to do now!” The sprite began to urge as Luo Yong remained silent.

“Eh?!”

Luo Yong was startled and suddenly panicked.

“My wish! I wish to... uh... resurrect... no, to save the fading Elf Queen Loya! To revive my Baor!”

“...” The sprite stared at Luo Yong carefully but didn’t start the wishing ritual. Instead, she muttered quietly, “It hasn’t been long. My divine power hasn’t recovered much. The Crimson Spider Queen Adela isn’t dead yet...”

“What? Hurry up and grant my wish! Wave your little fist like before...” Luo Yong urged.

“Hmph! Impossible!” The sprite turned away in a huff, waving her hand. “Make another wish. My divine power is almost gone!”

“Revive Baor!” Luo Yong insisted.

“Revive...” The sprite clenched her fist, began the ritual, then stopped midway. “This person carries great karma. Reviving her isn’t hard, but the consequences are too tangled. Even I can’t afford that! No, no, choose another wish, and make it quick!”

“Revive Belinda!”

Suddenly, Pang Ding burst from the shadows, rushing forward and knocking Luo Yong aside.

He threw himself eagerly before the sprite, his round face almost frenzied. “Great Wishing Sprite, please grant my wish: resurrect my beloved Belinda!”

“Revive again?” The sprite glanced at the dazed Luo Yong, then waved her hand. “No, no. I can only grant one wish at a time, first come first served. No cutting in line! Besides, the dead cannot be brought back. Dead is dead. Resurrection is impossible!”

“...” Pang Ding was left speechless.

Luo Yong couldn’t think of another wish either. For a moment, the three of them stood in a deadlock, their eyes locked in silent exchange as time ticked away...

“Ha...” The sprite finally yawned, weakly saying, “Since none of you have made up your minds, let’s leave it for next time. Next time, remember to think it through before coming back...”

With that, she was about to close the chest and return to her slumber.

“Wait!” Luo Yong suddenly had a flash of insight. “I want a powerful tool for quickly farming monsters!”

“Oh? Right!” Pang Ding nodded eagerly. This wish seemed more feasible.

Sometimes, to succeed, one must be straightforward; other times, subtlety is key. You can’t just push or force things—changing tactics might bring swift results.

Since resurrection wasn’t possible here...

“Here, the tool is yours. This time, summon her!” The sprite raised her fist, light flashing, and an item appeared before Luo Yong.

“What is this—” Pang Ding stepped closer.

“Summon the Empress?” Luo Yong looked at the familiar scroll, then shot the sprite a questioning glance. “Do I need two wishes to make this happen?”

Slap!

Just as Pang Ding reached out to touch the scroll while Luo Yong was distracted, Luo Yong swatted his hand away and pressed down himself.

Whoosh!

A dazzling light burst forth, and a figure appeared before them.

“Accept my love!”

A tall, statuesque woman with a stunning figure and radiant beauty lunged at Luo Yong, arms outstretched to embrace him, pressing a fragrant kiss upon his lips.

“...” Pang Ding was stunned, speechless.

Yet confronted with such a sensuous scene, he involuntarily took two steps back, narrowing his eyes to scrutinize Luo Yong.