Chapter 1643: Giving You a Chance but It's Useless

**Freeloader Profile:**

In both real life and games, freeloaders are almost everywhere. Their most adept skill is freeloading: acquiring items without purchasing them with money or exchanging them for other valuable goods. Freeloaders fear no hardship in their pursuit of freebies, a forward-moving spirit we could learn from. However, their stingy, penny-pinching nature harms the interests of value creators and is deeply scorned.

**A famous freeloader's motto:** "If I have my fun and don't pay, then it's not called prostitution, is it?"

**Another freeloader often proclaims:** "Freeloading brings joy. Freeloading is satisfying for a moment, but constant freeloading brings constant satisfaction."

**Effect:** After activating the Freeloader skill, you can refuse to pay the negative price required for using other skills. Remaining uses: 3.

**Special Reminder:** Freeloading also has its limits. If the cost exceeds a certain threshold, the freeloader will face severe consequences.

After reading the entire skill description, Zu'an felt utterly bewildered. In his previous life, the internet was full of freeloaders. When following authors, he often saw their pathetic pleas for people to stop freeloading. He never expected to arrive in this world only to find himself still unable to escape the shadow of freeloading.

Although this effect description was brief, the fewer the words, the greater the implications.

This skill could be considered heaven-defying. One must understand that many skills in this world follow the principle of equivalent exchange: the greater the power, the greater the price. Yet, the Freeloader can directly ignore this cost.

The only thing worth noting is that the Freeloader doesn't seem to be omnipotent. According to the skill description, if the cost is too high, even the freeloader can't bear it?

For instance, if he were to destroy the entire world, even with the Freeloader skill, he would probably suffer a backlash that would reduce him to dust.

He just didn't know where the freeloader's limit lay. Crucially, with limited uses, he couldn't test it. In actual combat, trying it out could easily lead to instant death...

Soon, the lottery draw was complete. Besides the Lucky Pill and the Freeloader, he also drew 720 Origin Fruits.

He was quite satisfied with this result.

He summoned Mo Xi. Her honey-colored skin exuded a captivating glow, and her entire being resembled a beautiful female leopard, her well-proportioned thighs bursting with youthful vitality.

Although it wasn't his first time seeing her, he was still full of admiration. She and Daji were two extremes. Daji was the soft and delicate enchantress who brought ruin to nations, while Mo Xi was more like a heroic female general on the battlefield. Of course, her attire and skin tone also made her resemble a beautiful Western bikini girl on the beach.

Compared to Daji, her personality was more untamed. Previously, she would never cooperate with his commands. Only when he used Origin Fruits as bait would she grudgingly comply.

So Zu'an would always dangle Origin Fruits to entice her, unlike how he unconditionally upgraded Daji in the past.

However, Zu'an had come to a realization. Although the Valkyries had no souls, they likely had some form of affection system. If he treated her merely as a tool, she would probably treat him the same way.

It would be harder to control her once her level increased. It was better to get along well now and play a "nurturing" game.

"Open your mouth," Zu'an said as he took out the Origin Fruits. Including the ones he had left over, he now had a total of 1634. Since Daji had already broken through to the seventh rank and higher ranks required more Origin Fruits, it was better to raise Mo Xi's level first.

Upon seeing the Origin Fruits, Mo Xi's previously indifferent eyes visibly brightened. After a slight hesitation, she leaned closer to him, obediently tilting her head back and opening her mouth.

Watching her posture, Zu'an nearly got a nosebleed. These Valkyries were indeed peerless enchantresses in their previous lives. Even without their souls, their instincts inadvertently made them incredibly alluring.

Zu'an fed the Origin Fruits into her mouth, one by one. Ordinarily, the Valkyries would never allow him to touch them. Yet, in this situation, his fingers inadvertently brushed against her soft lips, and occasionally even her tongue, but she showed no sign of aversion.

At that moment, Zu'an finally understood why some people on the internet in his previous life found "feeding" to be a pleasure.

Originally, to save trouble, he had planned to shove many Origin Fruits into her mouth all at once. But now he changed his mind; feeding them one by one was quite an enjoyable activity.

He fed her a total of 1210 Origin Fruits, raising her level to the peak of the fifth rank. He kept the remaining 424, as they weren't enough to reach the peak of the sixth rank and would be better saved for future emergencies.

Mo Xi, however, seemed to want more. The Origin Fruits were incredibly delicious to her; she even couldn't help but lick his fingers.

In that instant, Zu'an's hair stood on end. He thought, if she'd lick his hand like this for an Origin Fruit, what if he put an Origin Fruit somewhere else...?

He immediately crushed the thought. "Scum! Beast! Shameless!"

Seeing that there were indeed no more Origin Fruits, Mo Xi stood up, waiting for him to assign a task. After all, it had always been a clear transaction between them.

As if sensing her thoughts, Zu'an shook his head. "There's nothing I need you to do. Go get some good rest."

Mo Xi froze, clearly surprised that he hadn't asked her to do anything. Her gaze seemed to soften slightly before she returned to her special space.

The next morning, Xie Daoyun saw Zu'an continuously rubbing his hand and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Brother Zu, did you hurt your hand?"

"It's nothing, just a minor issue," Zu'an replied, thinking to himself, "1210 Origin Fruits fed one by one over an entire evening... how could my hand not be sore?"

Xie Daoyun thought for a moment, then took out a talisman from her robe and placed it on his hand. "This is a Meridians-Cleansing Pain-Relief Talisman. It can relieve fatigue and pain."

Zu'an felt a cool sensation spread through his hand and couldn't help but praise her profusely. Although Xie Daoyun wasn't particularly strong in combat, she was truly a golden support. Her talismans could achieve all sorts of functions; there was nothing she couldn't do, only things you couldn't imagine.

Hearing his praise, Xie Daoyun felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and her eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled.

"Sister Ling'er, would you like to come with me to the arena to watch the chief disciples of the Daoist sects compete? Today should be very exciting," Zu'an invited.

Xie Daoyun was somewhat tempted, but she gently shook her head. "I still need to investigate array issues throughout Mount Zi. With the Daoist Sect Grand Competition underway, everyone's attention is drawn to the Golden Summit, and defenses will be somewhat relaxed. It might be hard to find such a good opportunity again later."

She had only investigated the main peak area before, but Mount Zi's range was vast. She had a subtle unease and decided she needed to thoroughly check the rest.

"Business first," Zu'an said, knowing her task and not forcing her. He handed her a signal arrow he had taken from the embroidered building. "If you encounter any danger, fire this signal. I'll come to your rescue immediately."

"Mm, thank you, Brother Zu." Holding the signal arrow in her hand, Xie Daoyun felt a warmth in her heart, thinking, "Brother Zu is so good to me."

Zu'an arrived at the Golden Summit and instinctively looked for Chu Chuyan. After all, he felt quite guilty about what had happened yesterday.

Unfortunately, he still didn't see her. Logically, she should have come to observe a chief disciple grand competition like today's. Could she really be angry?

He turned his head to look at Pei Mianman. Pei Mianman clearly saw his gaze but deliberately avoided eye contact, and the usual charming smile was even absent from her face.

"What did they talk about after I left yesterday?" Zu'an felt an unbearable itch. He wanted to ask her but couldn't do so in such a public setting.

"Huh, what's going on with Grandmaster Huoling and Wan Tongtian? Why do they both look so furious right now?"

"I created opportunities for you two, but it was useless!" Zu'an couldn't help but complain inwardly.

At this moment, after Wang Wuxie had finished his customary opening remarks and speech on the arena, he officially announced the start of today's competition.

Since today was the chief disciples' championship match, there weren't many participants, so there was no need for multiple arenas to host matches simultaneously as in previous days.

The one-on-one matches allowed disciples from the Nine Sects to observe, which was an extremely rare opportunity for them.

The first match pitted Wu Xiaofan of Zheng Yang Sect against Luo Dongjiang of Luofu Mountain.

When the two stepped onto the stage, the entire Golden Summit fell silent, watching them.

Wu Xiaofan, however, looked utterly unremarkable, the kind of person you'd forget at a glance if you saw them on the street.

In contrast, Luo Dongjiang was much taller and more handsome, radiating an imposing aura that certainly befitted the title of chief disciple.

However, none of the disciples on the Golden Summit dared to underestimate Wu Xiaofan, as there were simply too many legends about him.

Many began quietly discussing who would win or lose. The consensus overwhelmingly favored Wu Xiaofan, but a small minority supported Luo Dongjiang, given that Luo Dongjiang had truly shone and dominated in the previous group stage.

After all, everyone loves to see an underdog story.

"Luo Dongjiang isn't weak. This is a good opportunity to see what Wu Xiaofan's true capabilities are," said Wan Guiyi of Biluo Palace, full of anticipation. At the same time, he couldn't help but glance at his father beside him. Usually, at this time, his father would discuss the matchups with him and offer comments.

"What's going on today? Why is he so silent?"

"He even deliberately avoided my gaze several times, as if he had done something to displease me?"