I Have Many Life Tokens

Chapter 8: It’s the Sand That Squints the Eyes

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Number two, I choose number two!”

Right at the last second, Jiang Lin hurriedly made his choice. Otherwise, hell knew what melodramatic option this system would force upon him.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Lin, who had stopped in his tracks, turned around sharply, and shouted, “Fairy Lin! Please don’t cry! I am Jiang Lin!”

A sudden girl shout made the crowd of onlookers in the teahouse stop what they were doing, and Qin Xiao looked at Jiang Lin with a “huh?”.

Lin Qingwan also froze, holding the letter and turning sideways, and the sad appearance of the girl sitting on her knees kept stabbing at Jiang Lin’s mental defenses.

“What did you just say, Sister Jiang…”

“I…” Jiang Lin broke out in a cold sweat. “I mean, I am Jiang Lin! I won’t forgive you for crying like that again!”

“Sister Jiang Xin…”

“Fairy Lin! Look what you are like now! Weeping endlessly, and for what? What is there to cry about? If you want to cry, go back and do it! You might as well cry to death! My brother Jiang Lin hopes for you to live happily and achieve your dao! But look at you now!

“How can you live up to my, Jiang Lin’s— my brother’s hopes! You’re an idiot! Big idiot! Idiot!”

With that said, Jiang Lin rolled up his sleeves to cover his face, silently wiped two drops of onion juice, and dove towards Lin Qingwan with red eyes, raising her small fist to hit her chest.

“Sister Jiang… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… It’s my fault… I should have realized this a long time ago. I shouldn’t have let Jiang Lin still worry about me after death. I’m sorry…”

Tears fell from Lin Qingwan’s eyes as she hugged Jiang Lin tightly in her arms.

Inside the teahouse, both cultivators and commoners put down the snacks in their hands, and quietly wiped their tears.

“Grandpa, you’re crying…” A little girl shook her grandfather’s sleeve.

“No, no, sand got in Grandpa’s eyes.” The grandpa couldn’t help but think of that man from the same sect…

[Ding…]

[Admit you are Jiang Lin √]

[Humiliate Lin Qingwan in public √]

[Harass Lin Qingwan √]

[Congratulations, the quest has been completed, rewarding with 1,000 Infamy and one portion of body tempering liquid. The shop will open when Infamy reaches 10,000 points, and the reward system will be upgraded. Please continue to work hard and become the world’s big boss.]

“System! I’m fu——!”

Despite tricking the system and receiving the rewards, Jiang Lin still wanted to pummel the system.

“Fairy Lin, I hope you will cultivate diligently, and since I have delivered the letter, I will take my leave. You will surely meet a better junior brother.”

Jiang Lin stood up, intending to run away in a hurry.

But just as Jiang Lin got up, the corner of his coat was pulled by the teary-eyed girl.

“Is there anything else you need, Fairy Lin?”

Lin Qingwan gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, folded the envelope, and placed it in her arms like a treasure. “Don’t call me Fairy Lin. Call me sister.”

“???”

“Surely, you wouldn’t be willing…” Lin Qingwan lowered her head, and the way her white teeth lightly bit her red lip was simply close to making Jiang Lin suffer a heart attack.

“No… Lin… Sister Lin…”

“Well… Sister Jiang, do you cultivate?”

“Yes.”

“What kind of sect is it?”

“Uh… that’s… Jiangxin has no school or sect, but my brother sometimes returns to our hometown to teach me. So I guess it’s more like the cultivation of miscellaneous things.”

“That’s not good. It’s dangerous for a girl to be a loose cultivator. Would Sister Jiang like to come to the Dragon Gate Sect? I want to take care of you.”

“No, no, no, Jiang Xin appreciates Sister Lin’s kindness, but I’m all alone…”

“But if Sister Jiang doesn’t come to the Dragon Gate Sect, then I won’t be able to make up for Jiang Lin; my dao heart won’t be repaired, and I will be forever ashamed in my heart, not to mention proving my dao which will put Jiang Lin’s mind at ease in the afterlife.

“This is just me being selfish. Sister Jiang, can you promise me that when the time comes, we will witness and prove our daos together as sisters so that there will be no regrets for him in our hearts?”

“It’s me…”

“Promise?”

Lin Qingwan’s tender and seemingly boneless hand held Jiang Lin’s large palm, trembling slightly with nervousness, and her swaying eyes seemed as if they were about to burst into tears the next moment.

“Can’t…”

[Ding…]

[System reminder: If you reject Lin Qingwan, Lin Qingwan’s dao heart will be damaged. After that, she will still defeat her inner demons in this grand tournament, and then destroy the various demon sects with her sword, until you are killed n times and your ashes are scattered to the winds.]

“As expected, Sister Jiang is just comforting me, but actually still hates me from the bottom of her heart?” said Lin Qingwan, about to let go of Jiang Lin’s hand.

“No! It’s not like that!” Jiang Lin grabbed Lin Qingwan’s slender hand, and his tears were dripping down, the kind that didn’t need onions. “Sister Lin, I mean, of course, I can…”

***

“Back?”

“Well, I’m back.”

After promising to pack his bags and move to the tavern where the Dragon Gate Sect was living, Jiang Lin finally got away.

“What’s wrong? You don’t look too good.”

Chen Jia poured a cup of tea for Jiang Lin, and sat demurely in front of him.

Seriously, looking at Chen Jia’s demure and innocent appearance, Jiang Lin would never believe he was a man!

“Brother Chen, I have some things I need to take care of, so I guess we’ll have to split up.”

“It’s nothing. Our team was originally a formality. Even if you didn’t say anything, I would separate from you at the start of the grand tournament. But…” Chen Jia looked towards Nan Xiaoman, who was napping in bed.

“I’ve informed the Dragon Gate Sect about Xiaoman, so maybe she can become a disciple of the Dragon Gate Sect.”

“The Dragon Gate Sect? But what if Xiaoman gets bullied? I’ve heard that those so-called famous righteous sects fight openly but are treacherous backstabbers! They’re simply demons!”

Jiang Lin rolled his eyes at Chen Jia. “First of all, we are from a demon sect, and we’re the ones more like demons. But… the Sun and Moon Sect’s customs are simpler. Besides, the Dragon Gate Sect has a good culture; Xiaoman won’t be bullied.”

“Really?”

“Really, or would you have Xiaoman follow you around fighting? She might die out of the blue from some punch blast.”

Looking at Nan Xiaoman, who was sleeping, and then looking at Jiang Lin, Chen Jia thought that although Jiang Lin liked women’s clothes, and also looked good in women’s clothes, Jiang Lin had still been a decent man along the way.

“In that case, I’ll walk Xiaoman there with you.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Xiaoman will miss you the most. What will I do when the two of you start weeping? At that time, maybe others will think I kidnapped children. Besides, I heard that the unparalleled Domineering Fist Sect has entered the city. Doesn’t Brother Chen want to go spar with them?”

“But…” Chen Jia stood up, wanting to go spar, but he was sad to let the girl go.

“And please don’t worry, Brother Chen, I’ll take care of Xiaoman. The world-class martial artists are decisive and resolute. I don’t think Brother Chen will waste time like a girl, right?”

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“Of course not! I’m a manly man!” Chen Jia pouted, and his eyes crinkled, looking even more adorable. “In that case, then I’ll leave Xiaoman to Brother Jiang. I’ll go to the Dragon Gate Sect to see Xiaoman in the future.”

“I’ll go with Brother Chen when the time comes.”

Chen Jia nodded and took off his long dress, revealing a man’s attire underneath. He didn’t seem hot at all, and just strode out of the inn.

The door to the room closed, and Jiang Lin sighed softly. Then, looking towards the cute little girl lying on the bed, Jiang Lin suddenly shouted, “Master, the ice cream cake is ready.”

“Ice cream cake? Where, where?”