Chapter 136 Kill This Old Bull

Chapter 136: Taking Down the Old Bull

To finish off the old bull within three minutes, Hua Diao held nothing back. She chugged Health Potions to replenish her MP, relentlessly casting spells, while simultaneously pulling out various high-powered, single-use Skill Scrolls from her spatial inventory and unleashing them in a torrent upon the Minotaur.

Zhu Bin and the others also went all out—some tore open Skill Scrolls, others unleashed spells, and a dazzling array of attacks rained down on the Minotaur. Its health bar plummeted at an alarming rate.

Xie Tingsheng, perched atop its head, finally achieved his goal, blinding the old bull and turning it into a sightless beast.

With everyone working in concert, this level 61 rare-grade Minotaur was as good as dead. With just five seconds remaining on the clock, Xie Tingsheng delivered two final mortar shots, finally sending it to its demise.

The other members of the Peanut Squad, who had been busy dealing with the Minotaur’s lesser minions on the periphery, watched with envious eyes. A level 61 Minotaur! Even level 41 monsters were scarce and notoriously difficult to handle these days. Yet their squad had pulled it off—just twelve of them had taken it down.

If word got out, everyone would surely hail them as absolute legends!

They couldn’t help but wish they had been among those twelve.

Especially when, as the Minotaur’s corpse vanished, *whoosh*—twelve treasure chests burst forth, scattering across the ground. Their envy only intensified!

“Holy cow, a level 61 Minotaur actually dropped twelve chests—one for each of us! That’s incredibly generous, unlike other monsters that usually only drop one.”

“No way—twelve freaking chests! Is it because this Minotaur was a fusion of three level 41 Minotaurs, or just because it’s level 61?”

“Who knows? But there’s definitely good stuff inside. Maybe even an epic-tier item!”

“Yeah, right! The Minotaur was only rare-grade. How could it possibly drop something a whole tier higher?”

“Not necessarily. Once, I fought a level 20 common-grade monster, and the chest still gave me a high-grade item.”

“This is different. The higher the level, the lower the odds of pulling an item from a higher tier. Right now, this might be the only level 61 Minotaur in the world—meaning the overall monster levels aren’t that high yet. So the chance of pulling something a tier above is even slimmer. Unless you’re some chosen one, a super-lucky outlier, it’s not happening.”

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Even so, that didn’t stop them from quickly finishing off the Minotaur’s minions and eagerly gathering around to watch the chest openings.

Even if there were no epic-grade items, rare-grade ones would still be incredible. Right now, high-grade items dominated the market, with legendary-grade ones being scarce and rare-grade ones practically like hen’s teeth.

Not everyone was as fortunate as Hua Diao, whose wealth was astonishing—she alone possessed seven or eight rare-grade items.

Of course, where there was envy, there was also jealousy. In the crowd, Quan Yumeng craned her neck to peer at the chests and muttered under her breath, “So what if they get rare-grade items? Compared to all the Skill Scrolls and items Hua Diao just wasted, she’s still at a loss.”

After all, some of those single-use Skill Scrolls had been rare-grade too.

After saying this, she instinctively glanced at Song Yan beside her, seeking agreement.

But this time, Song Yan didn’t nod along as usual. Instead, her stone-faced expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn’t heard a thing.

Quan Yumeng’s eyes widened in disbelief. Unable to hold back, she tugged at Song Yan’s sleeve. “Yan Yan, did you hear what I said?”

Song Yan pressed her lips together and replied coolly, “Yes, I heard.”

Quan Yumeng sensed her unusual demeanor and pressed further, “So? Nothing to say?”

Song Yan answered succinctly, “No.”

Then she turned away, her gaze complicated as she watched Hua Diao—currently wrapped in Xie Tingsheng’s arm and surrounded by Zhu Bin and the others, all fawning over her.

Quan Yumeng’s face twisted with anger and hurt. *How could Yan Yan change like this?*

Guan Tiantian, witnessing this, couldn’t help but snort with amusement. *Heh, looks like the little clique’s having a disagreement. Quan Yumeng, the drama queen, is fuming—this is just too satisfying!*

Then she glanced at Qi Cancan, who was being helped over by someone nearby, her face full of confusion. Guan Tiantian sighed inwardly. *Well, she’s finally quieted down too.*

Hua Diao’s dazzling entrance today had effortlessly neutralized her two biggest romantic rivals without a single blow—now *that* was impressive!

Meanwhile, Hua Diao herself remained oblivious to how formidable she appeared in Guan Tiantian’s eyes. She cheerfully waved a hand and generously told everyone to pick a chest for themselves.

Twelve chests, twelve people—one each.

He Yongxin excitedly rubbed his hands, his eyes darting left and right, unsure which chest would be best.

Zhu Bin, ever the pragmatist, scurried over to Hua Diao with a fawning smile. “Boss lady, can you open my chest for me?”

He knew full well that the contents of a chest didn’t depend on the chest itself but on the person opening it.

*Good thing I’m quick-witted—I got her to team up with us ten before the fight. Now I can game the system!*

Hua Diao nodded in agreement but, to avoid being seen as merely a loot-opening tool, demanded one item from the chest as payment.

Zhu Bin instantly agreed. “Sure, sure, no problem! You can pick first when it’s opened.”

To others, it might seem like he was willingly taking a loss. But Zhu Bin was practically grinning like a fox, his mental abacus running the numbers. *With her luck, while others might only get three items, she could pull four or five. No way I’m losing out here.*

*If she gets four, I give her one—I break even.*

*If she gets five, I give her one—I still bag four. That’s profit!*

*Besides, even though this level 61 monster dropped twelve chests, they’ve got to be better than normal ones, right? She might even pull five or more items! And the quality’s bound to be higher than what I’d get. All in all, giving up one item as payment? Still a win—maybe even a big one!*

He Yongxin, familiar with his antics, took one look at him and knew he was scheming. *No way he’d take a loss.* Remembering Hua Diao’s previous chest openings—both stuffed to the brim—he immediately jumped in and asked her to open his chest too, copying the offer: she’d get first pick.