My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

The moment the mirror shattered, Yin Xue's mind went completely blank.

And almost at the same time.

Lin Mo's true form had appeared on the abdomen of the elite spider at some point.

The entire spider hung upside down above the cave wall, now resembling a cradle supporting Lin Mo.

Lin Mo gripped the black sword tightly with both hands and plunged it downwards fiercely!

*Splash!*

The sound of a sharp blade piercing through carapace, tearing through muscle, and shredding internal organs rang out!

The black sword slashed across, widening the wound.

Dark green blood and shattered tissue gushed out of the huge wound like a fountain, pouring down on you!

Boom!!

The last thing to fall was the body of the elite spider.

It crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

After a few more twitches, it fell completely silent.

Lin Mo performed a nimble backflip and landed steadily next to the corpse.

[Successfully defeated a level 15 elite monster: Dark Ink Spider]

[Absorb elite soul energy, all attributes +10!]

A surge of energy, far more powerful than when he killed ordinary spiderlings, flooded his body, rapidly strengthening his limbs and bones.

All attributes are increased by 10 points at once!

This efficiency is five times higher than the previous kills!

"Does this mean that the more powerful the monster you kill, the greater the attribute rewards you get?"

Lin Mo confirmed his guess, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Following this trend, as long as he hunts enough elite spiders in the mid-levels, his attributes can experience a surge.

He composed himself and said calmly, "Let's continue. It's still quite a distance to the next floor."

These words were spoken to Yin Xue.

At this moment, Yin Xue had just recovered from the shock of his clone being instantly killed.

She keenly sensed that Lin Mo's power had increased slightly after killing the elite spider.

"Wait... your soul fluctuations are wrong! How could you suddenly become stronger? You didn't level up."

Yin Xue's face was solemn, her blood-red eyes fixed on the black sword in his hand.

"Is it this sword? It seems to be feeding you..."

"I know."

Lin Mo interrupted her, his voice eerily calm.

He held his sword horizontally, and the light and shadow on the attribute panel flashed in the darkness. The ridiculously high numbers made Yin Xue gasp.

Name: Lin Mo

[Level: 10]

【Body: 379】

[Agility: 469]

[Sensitivity: 379]

Free attribute points: 50

[Skill: Mirror Image]

Looking at Lin Mo's current attribute panel, Yin Xue's small mouth opened slightly, and her pupils contracted.

"Nearly four hundred?!"

Yin Xue felt her small heart skip a beat.

It's only been less than a day!

And there are still 50 free attribute points unused!

Compared to that, leveling up to level 10 in one night is nothing.

"The souls of targets it kills will also be devoured and converted into my attributes."

Lin Mo spoke directly about the characteristics of the black sword.

He knew this couldn't be hidden from Yin Xue, since their souls were bound together.

Moreover, Yin Blood is extremely sensitive, and as it grows stronger, it will eventually be discovered.

It's better to just say it directly.

Yin Xue's eyes twitched upon hearing this; even as a demon king, he had never heard of a weapon with such properties.

It flapped its wings and approached the black sword.

The little hand carefully touched the cold blade.

A rich and pure spiritual aura emanated from her fingertips.

Carrying the fear and resentment of countless demons before their death.

"This...this magical weapon actually hides such a terrifying quality..."

Yin Xue withdrew his hand and muttered to himself.

But soon her eyes were filled with confusion.

"But the old man who created it... he couldn't possibly not know that, could he? If plundering souls can grant limitless power, this is an artifact that our demon race dreams of! Why doesn't he use it himself?"

Lin Mo, listening to her muttering to herself, was also somewhat puzzled.

Yes, this sword would definitely be more effective if it were used by demon kings who kill without any remorse.

Yin Xue scratched her fiery red hair with her little paws, her brows furrowed as she pondered deeply.

"Could it be... some kind of side effect? ​​Like eroding the mind? Overdrawing life force? Ultimately turning one into a puppet of the sword?"

She presented a series of legends that are not uncommon in demonic mythology.

Lin Mo said seriously, "Side effects? So what if there are? If going crazy or dying can get me back a second earlier, I'll accept it. So, don't ask, don't try to persuade me."

Lin Mo looked deeper into the darkness of the mine, where there were even more spiders.

All of Yin Xue's warnings about the potential dangers of magic and martial arts were ignored.

She watched Lin Mo's retreating figure as he walked deeper into the cave, remained silent for half a second, then flapped her small wings, and the sphere of light from the illumination spell suddenly expanded.

"That's right, if you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it!"

Yin Xue shook his head, deciding to put aside his doubts for the time being.

She flew to Lin Mo's shoulder, her tone turning serious: "However, listen to me carefully! The power of this sword is too strange. If you sense anything amiss—whether physical, mental, or emotional—even the slightest abnormality, you must tell me immediately! Understand?"

Seeing her so serious expression, Lin Mo knew she was serious and nodded: "Okay."

"Alright!"

Yin Xue clapped his hands, regained his spirits, and pointed to the darkness deeper into the mine.

"Now that we have this treasure, what are we waiting for? Let's go deeper! This Demon King wants to see just how high your attributes can skyrocket!"

Lin Mo gripped the black sword tightly, feeling the yearning for the soul emanating from it.

Their gaze once again turned to the depths of the dark mine tunnel.

Without further delay, the two, guided by Yin Xue's illumination spell, continued to steadily advance deeper into the middle-level mine.