I Have Many Life Tokens

Chapter 3: That’s right, It’s I.

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

[The tier system in this book is taken from “Come, Sword,” but some parts have been changed slightly for the book’s sake (it doesn’t matter if you haven’t read “Come, Sword,” I’ll also explain it in the book…).]

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Jiang Lin generally called the Infamy Quest Bar the NPC quest bar.

There were all sorts of quests, from grabbing little girls’ lollipops to faking accidents to extort compensation on the streets. It was updated weekly, and now the Hall of Rewards and Punishments just sent someone to update the quests, so the quest board was packed with people.

“Make way, excuse me, excuse me, thank you, please excuse me.”

Finally, he squeezed in front of the quest board, and at the top of the quest board, there was an entry for the quest “Disrupt the Grand Tournament of Sects.”

[Disrupt the Grand Tournament of Sects]

[Age: minimum eight years old, maximum unlimited.]

[Cultivation requirement: Immortal Abode Tier cultivators and above.]

[Quest requirements: as the title suggests, any member of a demon sect can disrupt the Grand Tournament of Sects. You can raise the prices of goods around the Grand Tournament of Sects to keep people on edge, or you can tease the famous fairies to affect their dao hearts, or even NTR Daoist couples in front of their face to make them rage.]

[Quest reward: the quest reward is determined by the extent of disruption of the Grand Tournament of Sects].

[Number of people required: unlimited. PS: It is recommended that two or more people form a team for cooperation].

“This is it!”

Jiang Lin was overjoyed. According to the system, Senior Sister Lin would see through the emptiness of worldly affairs after a few bloody battles in the Grand Tournament of Sects, break through the rancor within, and then hate demon sects. As long as he took the opportunity to go to the Grand Tournament of Sects on a quest, he could get in touch with Senior Sister Lin, and finally untie the knot in her heart himself to keep her mind from distorting.

As for how to unravel it, Jiang Lin already had countless ideas at that moment, and they all felt extremely feasible.

Taking action right away, Jiang Lin immediately ran to the Hall of Rewards and Punishments.

“What’s wrong, Little Brother Jiang, looking so anxious?”

The person in charge of receiving Jiang Lin at the reception desk was Fang Ruo, a female senior who was already at the first layer of Nascent Soul Tier. She had a pretty face and a great figure, and countless people who took quests liked to run to her window; after all, it was excellent to have a look at the mountain scenery.

“Sister Fang, I’m going to take on the quest of disrupting the Daoists’ Grand Tournament.”

“Oh? Little Brother Jiang just came back from the Dragon Gate Sect. Won’t you take a break? Little Brother Jiang’s performance this time can cover Twin Pearl Peak for at least four years.”

“This… is a long story, but please don’t tell my naive master that I stole the Dragon Veins, Sister Fang.”

“That’s not a problem, but Little Brother Jiang will owe me a favor.”

“I’ll make an ice cream cake and send it over.”

“Great, it’s a deal then.” Fang Ru clapped her hands, took out an application form, and handed it to Jiang Lin. “Just fill it out. Also, where’s the guy you’re teaming up with? He didn’t come?”

“Teaming up? It’s just me.”

“That won’t do. The risk of disrupting the competition is high; you need two people to work together to set off.”

“But doesn’t the quest board say ‘party suggested’?”

“It’s changed now. Soon, that document in the quest bar will be changed too. If you don’t have a teammate, I can’t break the rules even if Little Jiang Lin asks me to. I’m doing this for your own good too.”

Jiang Lin felt a bit of despair.

Where would he find a reliable teammate less than 10 days before the Grand Tournament of Sects? An incompetent teammate could be much more terrifying than a godly opponent.

‘How about taking Master Jiang?

‘Forget it…’

It would have been fine if it had been his master before her temperament changed drastically, but now she would be pouting and angry at him even if he just jaywalked.

Just as Jiang Lin was thinking about putting up his information in the Hall of Rewards and Punishments to apply for a party, a man suddenly walked over.

“I’m going to take on the quest of disrupting the Grand Tournament of Sects!”

The man’s voice was a little husky, and Jiang Lin felt uneasy for some reason.

The moment Jiang Lin turned his head and saw the man, his eyes lit up.

He knew this man! No, there weren’t many people in the Sun and Moon Sect who didn’t know him.

In this world, there were various kinds of cultivators, but there were three main categories.

The most prominent of these were Confucianism, Daoism, and Buddhism. Apart from these, various cultivators—such as those from the schools of war, the schools of law, and the schools of agriculture—were collectively referred to as one category of cultivators.

The second category was the sword cultivators—the ones with the greatest lethality, the ones that killed most decisively, and also the hardest ones to join.

The other category was martial arts cultivators, which, although they were said to be martial arts cultivators, could not strictly be considered cultivators, but should be described as pure martial artists, specializing in the cultivation of the physical body.

Of course, there were also combat cultivators with dual cultivation in spells and martial arts, but most had limited achievements. Besides, martial true qi and spirit qi could conflict, and generally required trade-offs when one reached a certain level.

The cultivator tiers were divided into 15 tiers.

The lower five tiers: the five tiers of ascension, i.e. Bronze Skin, Grass Roots, Willow Tendons, Bone Qi, and Hut Building.

The middle five tiers: Immortal Abode, Sea Gazing, Dragon Gate, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul (Earth Immortal).

The upper five tiers: Uncut Jade, Immortal, Ascension, and two further tiers that were lost.

The martial artists were divided into a total of 10 tiers; legends had it that there was an 11th tier, but it existed only in legends. The 10 tiers were as followed.

The three tiers of body refinement: Mud Embryo Tier, Wood Fetus Tier, and Mercury Tier.

The three realms of qi refinement: Hero Tier, Grand Soul Tier, and Martial Guts Tier.

Three tiers of mind refinement: Golden Body Tier, Far Traveling Tier, and Mountaintop Tier.

The 10th tier: Stillness Tier (there were three levels of Stillness Tier).

And this man obsessed with martial arts, Chen Jia, was not yet 20 years old, yet he was already a pure martial artist genius of the sixth tier!

He especially liked to spar with people outside, and there were even rumors that this man liked to fight bears bare-chested in the winter—a breathing example from a bellicose race.

Of course, what made Chen Jia famous the most was not only his amazing martial arts talent, but also the fact that he was extremely pale and tender in appearance!

With flowers for appearance, snow for skin, willow for eyebrows, jade for bones, natural vermilion lips, and thick unpainted eyebrows, a glance could ruin cities, and one more look could make a country collapse.

Unfortunately, he was a man, and he hated when people said he looked like a woman so much that a fellow from a demon sect who had once made a slip of the tongue and said he was a girl ended up in bed for five months.

Once, Jiang Lin also wondered if this guy was a woman dressed as a man, but after seeing his gallantry and the killing of a bear with his bare hands, this thought was dispelled entirely.

“Little Chen… young master… you are also going to ruin the Daoists’ Grand Competition?” When Fang Ruo stared at Cheng Jia, her mouth dropped slightly as if she were eating a hot dog.

“What, can’t I?”

“It’s not that, it’s just the elders’ in your family…”

“I’ll tell them myself. Just help me with the paperwork.”

“So, does Young Master Chen have a teammate?”

“Teammate?”

“Yes, the requirements have been modified to require a two-person team.”

Chen Jia frowned slightly, looking surprisingly damn sweet. “I don’t have a teammate, and I don’t need one!”

“No! You need one!”

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Just as Chen Jia’s words fell, Jiang Lin flipped the bangs on his forehead!

“This young master! My name is Jiang Lin, the first and last disciple of Twin Pearl Peak. If someone like you, as strong as a bear and supple as a tiger, with punches as strong as winds, and one who can kill grizzly bears with a kick, doesn’t mind, would you like to team up with me?”

“You?”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s me.”

Jiang Lin stood up straight, his deceptive heart pounding intensely.