03:00,城市还沉浸在雨的低语中.李乘风与那名神秘女子并肩走出灰域,回到现实世界一栋封闭旧楼的顶层.
"你叫什么名字?"他望着雨幕中她模糊的身影问道.
"你可以叫我黎殊."女子语气平稳,然而话语中却带着无法忽视的威压.
"好,黎殊."李乘风垂下眼眸,看着掌心的"交易密钥",那枚暗紫色碎片正缓缓渗入他的皮肤,与掌纹交融.
黎殊转身看向远处灯火斑驳的城市:"拍卖场只是前哨.真正的战场,现在才刚刚开启."
她将一张黑卡交到他手中,卡面隐约浮现着银色灵纹.
"午夜前,找到3个魂源坐标,解锁此卡."
"否则呢?"他下意识问.
黎殊轻笑一声:"否则,你会被'代价'吞噬.你激活了灵纹,自然也激活了规则."
话音刚落,他掌心骤然灼热,灵符自行浮现出3组坐标信息:
> X: 135.7 / Y: -45.3 / 灵震等级:C
> X: 211.9 / Y: -18.6 / 灵震等级:B
> X: 302.2 / Y: -3.1 / 灵震等级:A
李乘风下意识抬头,然而黎殊的身影已无声消失,只留一道雨水荡开的涟漪.
他深吸一口气,将黑卡收入口袋,踏入夜色.
...
第一处坐标指向东城一处即将拆除的老旧工厂,围栏半倒,杂草丛生.
他翻越铁门,脚步轻盈落地.四周安静得出奇,却在灵息感应中传来压抑而混乱的波动.
"果然是灵场异常."他喃喃道.
他取出一张灵符,在空中展开:"灵视——启."
视野转为灰蓝调,一道淡淡的魂影浮现在工厂深处.
他循迹而行,来到主厂房破碎的机器间.一道模糊身影自阴影中凝聚成形,那是一名穿着老旧工装的中年男子,神情扭曲,眼中充满了执念与哀怨.
"亡灵怨聚...C级残念体."李乘风皱眉,感受到体内灵能流动加速.
那怨魂一声尖啸,直扑而来,身形化作残影如同野兽般疯狂.
他右手翻转,一道灵符瞬间贴于地面,法阵炸裂而出.
"锁印阵——缚."
怨魂一瞬被困入阵中,挣扎不止.他身形如电,跃入阵内,拳上灵光激荡.
"断灵——破!"
拳劲贯穿而出,伴随一声撕裂般的惨叫,怨魂被灵能炸裂成碎片,魂力化作白烟弥散.
法阵崩解,一枚苍白的灵核在空中缓缓降落.
[C级魂源·收集成功]
他伸手接过灵核,掌心微震.虽然只是一场短暂的战斗,却让他感受到灵力的流失.
"我的状态还太不稳定."他喃喃.
远方,第二个坐标开始闪烁.
雨下得更急了,像是要把这个世界冲洗干净.
他抬头望向远方:"接下来...才是真正的考验."
Chapter 3: Trial in the Rain
03:00 AM. Rain whispered over the sleeping city. Li Chengfeng and the mysterious woman stepped out of the Grey Domain onto the rooftop of an abandoned building.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Call me Lishu," she replied, her tone calm but undeniably commanding.
"Alright, Lishu." He looked down at the Black Deal Fragment in his palm. The dark purple shard slowly merged with the lines of his hand.
She turned her gaze toward the blinking city below. "The auction was only the prelude. The real battlefield begins now."
She handed him a black card lined with silver glyphs.
"Find 3 soul-source coordinates and unlock this card before midnight."
"What if I don't?" he asked instinctively.
She gave a soft laugh. "Then the cost devours you. You triggered the sigil, and that means the rules have started."
A burning pain flared in his hand. Three sets of coordinates etched themselves onto his skin:
> X: 135.7 / Y: -45.3 / Spirit Level: C
> X: 211.9 / Y: -18.6 / Spirit Level: B
> X: 302.2 / Y: -3.1 / Spirit Level: A
When he looked up, Lishu had vanished. Only rain shimmered in her place.
He inhaled sharply, pocketed the card, and stepped into the storm.
...
The first coordinate led to an old factory in East District, long abandoned, half-collapsed fences tangled in weeds.
He vaulted the gate, landing softly. Though eerily quiet, his spiritual senses picked up an oppressive, chaotic field.
"Definitely an unstable spirit zone," he murmured.
Drawing a talisman, he activated it mid-air: "Spirit Vision—On."
The world shifted to a gray-blue hue. A faint soul shadow hovered within the machine hall.
He advanced silently. There, amidst ruined metal, a figure materialized—a middle-aged worker in tattered overalls, his face twisted by pain and obsession.
"Residual wrath... Class C," Li muttered. His energy surged.
The specter shrieked, lunging like a beast.
With a flick, Li planted a sigil on the ground. It exploded into a glowing array.
"Seal Array—Bind."
The ghost froze mid-air, struggling. Li darted forward, energy pooling in his fist.
"Soulbreaker—Burst!"
A punch tore through the specter, dispersing it into fragments.
The array crumbled. A pale soul core hovered downward.
[Collected: Class C Soul Source]
He caught it. His hand trembled slightly.
"Even this small fight drained me..."
A new light blinked in the distance—the second coordinate.
The rain intensified.
He looked toward the horizon. "Now the real test begins."