“HAHAHAHA… HAHAHAHA!”Tianxiu suddenly raised his soot-bckened right hand and spped Feng Xiao hard on the shoulder, cackling like a madman. “Kid, you’re the first person in a thousand years who’s dared to talk to me like that. Not bad, not bad at all! Hahahaha…”

  Feng Xiao grimaced at the smack from Tianxiu’s dirty hand and secretly thought, What the hell? Is this old guy having an epileptic fit from excitement?I get that seeing an old enemy might cause emotional overload, but calling this “not bad”? Is he some kind of masochist?

  “Kid, didn’t you say you wanted this mask of mine? Here—” Tianxiu held up the eerie-looking mask. “If you agree to one tiny condition, I’ll give this Shura Illusion Mask—an actual divine artifact—to you. What do you say?”

  A divine artifact? The Shura Illusion? For free?

  Feng Xiao practically saw a giant meat pie floating down from the sky. He was just about to agree when instinct kicked in—There’s no such thing as a free lunch.Besides, would an old freak who’s lived for thousands of years really do a losing trade?

  “What’s the condition?” he asked, highly alert.

  “Oh, it’s nothing bad. In fact, it’s a huge benefit for you.” Tianxiu grinned, looking like a con man trying to peddle magic beans. “All you have to do… is accept a hidden css transfer.”

  Hidden css transfer?

  Feng Xiao’s head buzzed for a second. That’s the dream of every pyer in 《Rebirth》! Hidden csses had massive advantages over normal ones. But the problem was—they were rare. Stupidly rare. And most of them were unique. Unlocking one required crazy strength, luck, and timing.

  And now this old geezer was offering one like he was handing out flyers… and throwing in a divine artifact on top of it?

  He was starting to wonder if this guy had been kicked in the head by a donkey… twice.

  The surrounding job-change mentors had nothing to say—literally. No one so much as farted. Only Tianzhan looked like he was choking on something, his face turning red as he struggled with his words, looking extremely conflicted.

  “You serious?” Feng Xiao narrowed his eyes.

  “Pffft, do I look like the type to lie?” Tianxiu scoffed. “Listen up, kid. The css is called ‘Shura.’ It’s the most ancient and powerful css on the Tianlong Continent. It holds the ultimate destructive force. I can’t reveal too much… just say the word if you want it.”

  He pyed it cool on the surface, but inside Tianxiu’s heart was thumping like a teenage girl about to get her first kiss. He’d been waiting a thousand years for the chosen one. And suddenly—bam! The chosen one shows up… with great stats and a bad attitude. Perfect.

  “…Alright! I’ll do it! I want to become a Shura!” Feng Xiao said eagerly. The name alone sounded awesome. A hidden css plus a divine artifact? Who wouldn’t?

  “Good! Very good!” Tianxiu nearly broke into a victory dance. He raised his arms theatrically. “I, Tianxiu, in the name of the Shura—”

  “Don’t take the Shura css! It doesn’t have any skills!”Tianzhan suddenly yelled, eyes bloodshot. He leapt forward and ignored Tianxiu’s killing gre, steeling himself. “I… I have a much better hidden css! If you choose mine, I’ll give you something even stronger than a divine artifact!”

  “YOU BRAT!!” Tianxiu’s beard practically stood on end from fury.

  “No skills!?” Feng Xiao’s face went white with shock. “Damn it! I knew something smelled fishy! You’re still holding a grudge from before, aren’t you? So you’re trying to trick me into some garbage css with no skills!?”

  “Bullshit! You think I’m that petty!?” Tianxiu roared. “Who says the Shura css has no skills?!”

  Just as he shouted, a deep blood-red aura burst from his body. His presence intensified severalfold.“My css is Shura! Look closely—is this not a skill!?”

  Tianzhan crossed his arms and sneered. “Yeah? Then let’s see you use an attack skill.”

  Tianxiu’s face froze. He fumbled for words for a few seconds before yelling, “Shuras walk alone! We fight instinctively! We don’t rely on fshy skills like you old geezers. Yet none of you can beat me!”

  He gred smugly at the other mentors, as if he’d just dunked on them all.

  “Please,” someone muttered. “You’ve had a three-thousand-year head start. That’s the only reason you can beat us.”

  Tianxiu: “…”

  If Tianzhan had been a woman, Tianxiu would’ve gdly seduced and murdered him ten times over by now. That damned brat, who normally didn’t even dare breathe loud in front of him, had clearly taken his crazy pills today.

  “Fenghun, listen—Shuras do have skills. We just don’t have any starter skills. Everything must be self-learned through insight! It’s a css that requires exceptionally high perception!”

  “I, Tianxiu, have followed the st Shura’s dying wish. I’ve waited here a thousand years for someone with over 10 Perception, someone who could inherit the Shura legacy and restore its glory. And you—your potential is perfect. You were born to be a Shura!”

  Tianxiu looked at Feng Xiao with disturbingly moist eyes, like a stalker discovering his OTP IRL.

  “Fenghun! Don’t do it!” Tianzhan shouted again. “Shura has no attack skills, and you can’t even join or create a guild with that css!”

  “…Wait, what?”

  “That’s right. Shuras must walk alone. They can’t join factions or make their own. If you ever want to rule the Tianlong Continent, then this css isn’t for you!”

  Seeing Feng Xiao hesitate, Tianzhan hurriedly pulled out a scroll. “This is a css scroll for the legendary ‘Arcane Warrior’ css! It combines magic and melee into one. The original Arcane Warrior, Ao Feng, once dominated the continent with just a single skill!”

  “A scroll for the Arcane Warrior!?”Everyone else—including the usually calm mentors—was shocked. They stared at the scroll with wide eyes.

  Tian Dun muttered, “A legendary css… Arcane Warrior… But wasn’t that only avaible to someone with a ‘Demonic God Physique’? And didn’t that only ever appear once… in Ao Feng?”

  Demonic God Physique?

  Feng Xiao stared at Tianzhan in shock. He suddenly remembered that both of his current skills stated: Only those with the Demonic God Physique can learn this skill.

  “Right?” Tianzhan smiled knowingly. “You have it, don’t you? That skill you just used—it’s the early form of Ao Feng’s signature move, ‘Dance of the Wind God.’ Only someone with the Demonic God Physique can use that!”