Samsara Tower: Only I Know the Plot!

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: The Super God Evaluation Reappeared, That Man Is Back!

”Congratulations! Samsara player ’Shura’—in the Samsara Tower dungeon world [A Bride Ghost Story]—has performed exceptionally. Within seven days, he obtained 4.68 million Yin points, far exceeding the dungeon’s objective. He has received a perfect evaluation: SSS!”

Super God!!

Samsara Plaza.

The Dungeon Hall.

And all across the dungeon worlds where Samsaras were still performing missions...

Every single Samsara player in the Samsara space heard the broadcast loud and clear.

SSS—Super God Evaluation!

It appeared once again.

Yet most people remained calm, some even took it for granted.

That man... is on the screen again!

”Another Super God evaluation? Is this Shura’s first?”

”Who can even remember anymore? Other than that one time in Kung Fu Hustle, every dungeon Shura’s cleared has been Super God.”

”Exactly. Back when he got an SS-rank in Kung Fu Hustle, jealous idiots claimed Shura was washed up. And then—boom—face slap!”

”Yeah, he’s just too much. Even when he slacks off, he still pulls an SS like it’s nothing.”

”It’s simple: the guy’s got raw talent, rock-solid foundations, and insane strength. Missions that are nightmares for us? Shura probably clears them half-asleep.”

”Now the question is—when is the great Shura surpassing Adam?”

This was the prevailing sentiment among the crowd.

However, those who had personally experienced [A Bride Ghost Story] were still reeling from the system’s announcement.

”W-what?! 4.68 million Yin points? Are you kidding me?!”

”Did Shura slaughter the entire family line of the Thousand-Year Tree Demon or something?!”

”No way. That’s gotta be a cheat!”

”I remember the Tree Demon was a nightmare to kill. You had to burn down every locust tree around Orchid Temple... What the hell did Shura do to get that kind of Yin harvest?”

”Not even nuking the entire temple would give you that much Yin!”

”Terrifying... Shura must’ve unlocked some unknown, god-tier strategy!”

Those who knew the dungeon well understood just how absurd that Yin total was. Killing the Thousand-Year Tree Demon alone only granted around 15,000 Yin points.

Even if you wiped out every ghost and demon around Orchid Temple, you’d barely break the tens of thousands.

Four million-plus Yin? Where were that many ghosts even hiding?!

”Dear Samsara player ’Shura’, you have completed your mission. Your rewards are as follows:”

Samsara Points: 50,000

Strength +30(Applied)

Impersonation Mask ×1(Stored in personal warehouse)

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Golden Treasure Chest ×1

Hearing the system prompt, Fenric’s expression remained calm, though memories from [A Bride Ghost Story] still lingered in his mind.

After Chixia’s departure, he had spent his days napping and his nights wandering with the ghost beauty, Lillian.

Naturally, a lonely man and a beautiful spirit together each night led to... inevitable things.

Unfortunately, Lillian was still a ghost—and destined for reincarnation. Fenric could not remain in the dungeon world indefinitely.

In the end, he had to personally escort her to reincarnate.

Ironically, the Thousand-Year Tree Demon wasn’t even killed by Fenric—but by the Black Mountain Demon, who was furious after being deceived and manipulated by the Tree Demon into facing powerful enemies. In his rage, he wiped out her demon army—and the Tree Demon along with it.

Fenric shook his head and stopped reminiscing.

He made his way to his personal warehouse—time to open his loot.

In the Personal Warehouse:

Fenric first picked up the Impersonation Mask.

Immediately, the system chimed in:

”Special Item: Impersonation Mask

With this item, you can alter your appearance and impersonate anyone—provided you have access to their DNA (a single strand of hair is sufficient).

Note: Each use lasts for 3 hours. After time expires, you will revert to your original form.”

Fenric blinked, momentarily stunned.

”This thing doesn’t boost combat power... but with clever use, it could be ridiculously effective.”

Setting the mask back on the shelf, Fenric picked up the Golden Treasure Chest and opened it.

”Congratulations! You have opened the Golden Treasure Chest and received a special item: Diamond Sutra!”

Inside the chest was a set of ancient scriptures.

”Diamond Sutra?”

He recalled how Chixia often chanted the mantra ”Princess Paramita” during their time together. That spell, he now realized, originated from this scripture.

Fenric picked up the Diamond Sutra, and once again, the system spoke:

”Special Item: Diamond Sutra

According to legend, this was preached by Buddha Shakyamuni to the Venerable Subhuti beneath the Solitary Garden’s Only Tree.

One of the core texts of Mahayana Buddhism. Upon understanding, it has the power to dispel demons and evil, and even opens the path to Buddhahood.

Note:

Requires extremely high Buddha-nature to comprehend. Reminder: Special items can be recycled. Estimated recycle value: 60,000 Samsara points.”

Fenric frowned.

Then, without hesitation, he recycled the Diamond Sutra for 60,000 Samsara points.

”Buddha-nature? Yeah... that’s not me.”

Currently:

Fenric’s Samsara point balance now exceeded 110,000.

This round of rewards wasn’t massive—but it wasn’t bad either.

But truthfully, what pleased him the most... was the sword gifted to him by Chixia.

The Empyrean Divine Sword!

This blade had multiple mythological versions across various stories, but one thing remained consistent—it was a legendary weapon.

It wasn’t just powerful—it suppressed evil, possessed incredible sharpness, and was forged with materials of the highest quality.

Compared to it, even his weapon, Black Blade Shusui, paled in comparison.

Fenric drew the Empyrean Sword, gripping it firmly.

It was long, heavy, gleaming with a chilling light—and it felt perfectly suited to his now-overwhelming strength attribute.

Black Blade Shusui had officially retired.

That blade had served him well—but it no longer matched the Fenric of today.

Most people would’ve sold it or given it away.

But Fenric?

He simply stored it—perhaps it would be useful as a gift or favor in the future.