Wu Yu turned his still somewhat stiff body and finally saw the situation behind him. A tail as thick as a thigh lay limply on the sand about a meter away from him, with a hole as thick as a fist in it. Connected to the tail was a monster that looked like a scorpion.

Just kidding. Even if it has a scorpion's tail, a scorpion's body, and a pair of large pincers, you can't really call it a scorpion just because it's about the size of a large bus.

I understand now. It must have been that poisonous insect that was still alive but not dead, trying to ambush me, but was killed by Jack's sword first. It seems I owe Jack another life.

Wait, the sword! Wu Yu suddenly realized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Regardless of whether the monster was alive or not, Wu Yu quickly ran behind it, and the sword he had been longing for was quietly stuck there.

"Hmm." Wu Yu swallowed hard, then greedily reached for the sword.

I tried to pull it out with my right hand, but it wouldn't come out. Wow, it's quite heavy.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Wu Yu didn't stop. He quickly put his left hand on it as well, and with all his might, he finally managed to pull out the seemingly plain but sharp sword. Wu Yu held his breath, and his whole face turned red.

"Clang." Not long after, the sword slipped from Wu Yu's hand and was reinserted into the ground, but Wu Yu's face showed a look of wild joy, because a certain cold and ruthless electronic synthesized voice finally rang in his mind again.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for activating the [Divine Swordsman System]."