Chapter 1 Error Fixed

(I've fixed some errors that appeared earlier. Whew, I'm a mess...)

Nie Yan knew very little about the War Shadow Dance. He wasn't sure who had obtained this title in his previous life, or if it had ever even appeared. He also didn't know what kind of skills and talents the War Shadow Dance possessed.

War Shadow Dance was the second advanced title after Nie Yan's Holy Shadow Dance. He wondered what the difference was compared to the Holy Shadow Dance.

It seemed that obtaining the War Shadow Dance title for Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo (Smile Isn't For Me) was somewhat fated. Nie Yan had used his rebirth to change everything, and although fate had changed its trajectory, it had readjusted some things.

Nie Yan went to see Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo as soon as possible.

Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo had just finished a mission and was now at the guild headquarters, preparing consumables for leveling up, as his level had fallen behind too much.

The two met in the hall of the guild headquarters.

Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo's equipment had been completely renewed. Nie Yan was shocked to see that Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo wasn't wearing leather armor like other thieves, but a set of light armor. The thief's profession limited them to wearing cloth or leather armor, preventing them from wearing plate armor. But War Shadow Dance had obviously broken this rule.

The silver-gray metal armor, though the color was very dull and probably quite old, was exquisitely crafted. Various strange runes were engraved on each joint, emitting a faint magical glow.

This was Rune Light Armor, which had the highest defense among all light armors, comparable to heavy armor. And because of its light weight, it had very little impact on speed. It was definitely a rare treasure. The light armor that Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo was wearing was at least sub-legendary grade or higher.

"I heard you transferred to War Shadow Dance, feels good," Nie Yan said. Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo looked heroic in his light armor.

"Yeah, this profession suits me better. Thieves have too little defense. After transferring to War Shadow Dance, I have a defense attribute bonus, similar to a ranger, but I haven't lost the thief's strong control," Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo said with an honest smile.

The two chatted for a while, and Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo shared the information about War Shadow Dance with Nie Yan. Nie Yan had a clearer understanding of the various skills of War Shadow Dance. In some respects, War Shadow Dance inherited some of the warrior's talents, with greatly enhanced defense and health, as well as some acceleration skills similar to charge and control skills similar to hamstring. Using these skills in battle could definitely achieve unexpected results.

Seeing Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo looking so satisfied with War Shadow Dance, the little knot in Nie Yan's heart was completely untied. After all, he had taken Xiao Sheng's Holy Shadow Dance title in this life. If Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo was a stranger, Nie Yan wouldn't have felt any guilt, but later Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo became a brother of the Ni Ren (Nirvana Flame) Tribe, Nie Yan felt a little guilty every time he thought about it.

"While you were away, Xia Chong Yu Bing (Summer Bug Talks of Ice) transferred to an Archmage, and went to the underground with Sun, Wang Zhe Tian Xia (King's World) and fourteen others. Sun and Wang Zhe Tian Xia know you transferred to War Shadow Dance, they're probably feeling pressured," Nie Yan said with a smile. He remembered that in his previous life, Sun had successfully transferred to Shadow Hunter Dance, wondering what would happen in this life.

"I have to familiarize myself with the skills of War Shadow Dance and practice leveling up. They are all nearly twenty levels higher than me." Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo felt a little depressed when he thought of this. He had spent too much time doing the War Shadow Dance advancement mission. Advancing to War Shadow Dance was not an easy task.

"You really should get familiar with it. The fighting style of War Shadow Dance should be very different from ordinary thieves."

"Grindel Empire has stabilized, what are your plans next?"

"I'm going to make a trip to the Satur Empire."

"Satur Empire?" Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo frowned. That was the territory of Angel Domination. "Will you be okay going alone? Do you want me to come with you?"

"No need, I'm not going to the Satur Empire to cause trouble for Angel Domination, but to do a Thief's Heart quest. You should level up first. Get some Flame Burst Bombs from Zi Yan, use the method I used before, it will definitely be very enjoyable," Nie Yan said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful." Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo said. After thinking about it, Nie Yan should be fine alone. At this stage, there was basically no one who could kill Nie Yan. None of their top-tier professionals dared to PK with Nie Yan, because that wasn't PK, it was pure abuse.

After the two parted, Xiao Sheng Bu Shi Wei Wo went to Zi Yan to get Flame Burst Bombs to level up, while Nie Yan prepared his equipment and headed to the Satur Empire.

Guo Huai told him that a mysterious tribe in the Abernathy Grasslands, called the Sara Tribe, had opened a mysterious shop in the north of Okolun City. The requirements for entering the shop were extremely high, with the title of at least Earl required.

The Sara tribe did not belong to the orcs, but their physique was much more robust than ordinary humans. They often wore strange clothes, with human bone necklaces around their necks, and their bodies were dyed with white, green, or red paint. They were a few minority tribes, but all the NPCs who passed by that store were very respectful of them.

Listening to Guo Huai's descriptions, Nie Yan thought of a race that fit the conditions very well, the barbarians.

The race of Kelo, the God of War. There were many branches of barbarians. This Sara tribe might be one of them.

Following the streets of Okolun City, Nie Yan wore a cloak and walked all the way in the direction of the mysterious shop.

When passing by the auction house, Nie Yan glanced inside. The auction house was crowded and quite lively.

Just as he was about to continue walking forward, some hawking sounds reached Nie Yan's ears.

"Level 100 Warrior Dark Gold Croatian Battle Axe, Level 115 Paladin Dark Gold Brilliant Sword, trading for mage equipment of the same level, anyone interested?" A player shouted loudly.

The hawking sound was so familiar that it was etched into his bones. Nie Yan stopped and showed a look of ecstasy.

He looked towards the direction of the sound and saw a mage wearing a dark blue robe, tall and as strong as an ox. The mage was setting up a stall selling things. The Dark Gold Battle Axe and Brilliant Sword were both good items.

Looking at Han Lei's somewhat rough cheeks and stubble, a long-lost memory surged into his mind.

In the past, Nie Yan had quite a few brothers in the game, but many of them had been lost. Although Nie Yan was the president of the Ni Ren (Nirvana Flame) Tribe, it was still difficult to find a few people in the vast sea of people. And what name would Nie Yan use to find them? Those people didn't recognize him anymore. If he openly looked for people everywhere, they might think the Ni Ren (Nirvana Flame) Tribe was wanted them. Even if they reunited, Nie Yan knew them, but they didn't know him, what was the point.

But the tall mage in front of him was a special case. This guy was called Han Lei, his game ID was Fan Hua Yi Jiu (Prosperity Still Remains), and he was Nie Yan's childhood buddy. He used to go to school with Nie Yan in Ningjiang, and transferred to another place in the second year of junior high school, and they lost contact. When he was a senior in college, that kid met Tang Yao and asked Tang Yao for Nie Yan's phone number. The two chatted about Faith, and then met in Faith. Later, Nie Yan joined their team.

He was very tall and had the potential to play a warrior, but he insisted on learning the mage profession, but this guy was very good at playing mage, his skills were very high, and everyone thought he had the most potential to impact the top profession, but he failed later because his equipment was too bad.

When Nie Yan first joined the team, his level was only in the eighties, and Han Lei was already over level 120 at that time. He spent a full twenty days, bringing Nie Yan's level up little by little. If it weren't for Han Lei's help, he wouldn't even have had the qualifications to join the team. Later, he received a lot of care from Han Lei. They fought soy sauce together, leveled up and grinded monsters together, and were chased and killed by the Triumph Empire together. That time was a very deep memory for Nie Yan.

Han Lei's voice settings were set to do not disturb. Nie Yan didn't know how to contact him. He didn't expect to meet him here. A complex emotion surged from the bottom of his heart.

In this life, many things had been changed beyond recognition. The former brothers were right in front of him, but there was a feeling of not being able to recognize each other.

What to do?

Nie Yan hesitated for a moment. It wasn't his style to turn around and leave like this.

If I become rich, I will not forget you, this is the real brotherhood!

He was now Crazy Thief Nie Yan, the president of the Ni Ren (Nirvana Flame) Tribe, and his situation was completely different from his previous life, but his original heart had not changed.

Even though a lifetime had passed, Nie Yan didn't want the brotherhood of the past to be interrupted. After thinking about it, he walked straight up.

"Hey, brother, you look a lot like a brother I used to have." Nie Yan couldn't help but scratch his head. This was really a clumsy way to start a conversation, but he still opened the floodgates anyway.

"This brother, I only trade these equipments, I don’t sell, no bargain." Han Lei reached out to block Nie Yan who was approaching, interrupting Nie Yan's words. He sized up Nie Yan, hidden in a black robe, and couldn't see his face clearly, making him feel vigilant.

Nie Yan was slightly stunned, and suddenly understood. Han Lei regarded himself as a passerby who had come to bargain. He couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not here to buy things," Nie Yan explained with a smile.

Han Lei stared at Nie Yan. There were many liars in Faith. He often met people who set up stalls and took the initiative to strike up conversations. Many people were deceived and their things were tricked away, and they didn't realize it until they had waited for a long time. When they committed crimes, they usually wore cloaks like Nie Yan, not showing their true faces.

Looking at Han Lei's eyes, Nie Yan immediately understood what this guy was thinking. He was dumbfounded and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After thinking about it, he took off his cloak and revealed his face.

Han Lei's eyes fell on Nie Yan's face, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide enough to stuff an egg in.

"Crazy Thief... Nie Yan? Bro... Brother, do I know you?" Han Lei's voice stammered a little. When he saw Nie Yan's face, his head went blank. He really wanted to slap himself. Was he dreaming now? Even setting up a stall could be struck up by Crazy Thief Nie Yan. What kind of world was this?