I Have Many Life Tokens - Chapter 30
Chapter 30: Do You Have Any Last Words?
“Notice… shrinking circle started. Please run from the poison as soon as possible… Secondary notice… shrinking circle started. Please run from the poison as soon as possible…”
As the Loner Demon Sect cultivator, whose body had increased in size like that of the hulk, ran wildly towards Jiang Lin and Xiao Xueli, the voice of that dragon spirit resounded in the sky once again.
Halfway through his sprint, the Hulk froze in place, just like a forced pinch in the middle of defecating.
Jiang Lin and Xiao Xueli were even a little confused.
According to the previous pattern, it was usually three days each time the circle shrank; why did it start to shrink now?
As if hearing the doubts of all the cultivators, the dragon spirit’s voice sounded again.
“Since the poison circle consumes too much spirit energy, I can’t keep the mystic realm open for a full month, so I’ve sped up the pace of the game; hurry up and run from the poison and kill each other!”
Once again, the dragon spirit’s voice spread throughout the mystic realm, and Jiang Lin’s forehead twitched.
“Damn her. This dragon spirit definitely transmigrated from ancient times!”
Hearing Jiang Lin’s mutters, Xiao Xueli asked, “Jiang Yida, what are you talking about?”
“Nothing, Lady Xiao, please leave first. Soon, the poison circle will come. I’ll watch your back!”
“No, we’re going together!”
Xiao Xueli pulled on Jiang Lin’s coat.
At this moment…
The corners of Jiang Lin’s eyes were moist, and he wanted to cry…
‘Why don’t you just go? Why do you insist on following me? I want to finish the system’s quest.’
The poison was about to come.
‘Wait…’
So far, he hadn’t failed any of his quests. At most, the system forced him to execute them, and this system didn’t mention what the penalty would be if he failed.
[How about trying to fail once?]
Just when Jiang Lin had this strange thought, he hurriedly shook his head, and dropped the terrible idea.
“Lady Xiao! Sorry for this! There are not many people who I, Jiang Yida, value. I really can’t bear to see Lady Xiao eliminated because of me!”
“Jiang—”
Xiao Xueli had just opened her small mouth when Jiang Lin popped a small pill right into her mouth.
“What did you feed me…”
Xiao Xueli felt her body go limp, her eyes slowly closed, and the moment she was about to fall to the ground, Xiao Xueli’s eyes opened again, but the expression in her eyes was completely different.
“Kid, can I say that you’re a flower thief as expected? To have a top-grade Soft Fragrance Powder on you.”
The sword spirit that took over Xiao Xueli’s body stood up, and gently patted the dust on her body.
“Lady Xiao actually came to the Mysterious Trails Mystic Realm, so she must not simply be here for the trial. Senior Sword Spirit, please take her away.”
“That’s no problem, but do you have anything to say to her?”
“Yes!” Jiang Lin took a deep breath, looking at the poisonous circle that was getting closer and closer, while remembering the system’s words that Xiao Xueli would kill him millions of times and scatter his ashes to the winds. Jiang Lin’s eyes moved slightly. “After several years when the little girl has become successful in cultivation, please never come to me. Forget about me.”
“Shameless couple, did you really think I was going to keep staying disconnected?! Grr!”
Like losing his wits, the hulk, or rather Xiu Shijia of the Loner Demon Sect, wore a pair of pants that couldn’t seem to break from expanding, and ran wildly towards Jiang Ling.
“Go!” Jiang Lin shouted angrily, flipped his hair, and charged forward with a tight grip on his sword.
Looking at Jiang Lin’s slender and upright posture, the sword spirit’s mind was slightly shaken; once upon a time, her first master was also so spirited, killing gods in the skies, and slaying demons in under the ground, and if she hadn’t already chosen Xueli, she probably would’ve partnered with him.
“Kid, I’ll remember you!”
“Ha? No, don’t remember me…”
Jiang Lin turned around, but the sword spirit had long since disappeared.
“While fighting me, you dare to be distracted! Little pretty boy, I will fill your chrysanthemum up to the hillocks!”
Xiu Shijia erupted with an overwhelming aura, shocking Jiang Lin on top of the cliff as he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
“Sure enough, you’re a demonic cultivator!”
Standing up, Jiang Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
There were thousands of cultivators in the world. There were Confucians who read and cultivated wisdom, there were Daoists who purified and cultivated the mind, there were also Buddhists chanting scriptures to rise in cultivation, and there were even rumors that an agricultural family tried countless poisons to reach the Uncut Jade tier, but there was a kind of cultivator who disgusted most people.
That was the demonic cultivator.
Demonic cultivators didn’t just refer to demon sect cultivators, but those scum who grew their cultivation by sucking people’s souls, sucking people’s essence and blood, or even specializing in eating young boys and girls; generally, demonic cultivators had a characteristic: they could increase their cultivation in a very short period, which was equivalent to SEED[1].
Other demon sects didn’t know that although the Sun Moon Sect had hundreds of cultivation methods, they had the most disdain for demonic paths that mutilated life. They even had a doctrine: encountering a demonic cultivator, kill them if you can.
“Jiejiejiejiejie…” Xiu Shijia emitted a goblin-like laugh. “Did you just find out? I’ve eaten a countless number of cultivators. You’re next! Why are you still lying down? Get up!”
With a command from Xiu Shijia, the Loner Demon Sect cultivators lying on the ground and who had been seriously injured stood up one after another.
Swish, swish, swish…
The seven men burst out of their clothes and all transformed into hulks, wearing pairs of pants that couldn’t be broken in any way.
“Alas… I had thought that you alone were a demonic cultivator. It seems that almost all of you in the Loner Demon Sect are practicing this forbidden technique.”
“Brat, you better care about yourself!”
Bang.
The seven hulks stamped hard, and large craters sprang from the ground, all of them rushing towards Jiang Lin.
“Sun Moon Splendor!”
Jiang Lin pointed his sword at the sky, and launched the Sun Moon Splendor technique.
Sun Moon Co-cultivation Technique was taught to Jiang Lin from a young age when he transmigrated and was picked up by Jiang Yuni into the Sun Moon Sect.
Although Jiang Lin felt that something was missing every time he practiced the Sun Moon Co-cultivation Technique, and that it was not running smoothly, this technique was a masterpiece of Twin Pearl Peak.
In reality, if it weren’t for the fact that Jiang Lin didn’t have power for I Am the Bone of My Sword, he wouldn’t use this technique. Honestly, Jiang Lin felt that it was because Sun Moon Co-cultivation Technique operated weirdly every time. Otherwise, he thought he would have entered the Dragon Gate Tier already…
The power of moonlight in the mystic realm turned into filaments of fine lines gathered on top of Jiang Lin’s life-bound flying sword, radiating, and for a moment, First Snow in Jiang Lin’s hand was like a lightsaber from Star Wars.
Swish, swish, swish…
Ta-da-da-da…
In the middle of the jungle, under the moonlight, seven hulks battled a Jedi. Jiang Lin imitated Xiao Xueli’s movement technique, constantly weaving in and out of the seven trousered green hulks, his luminous sword slicing through their flesh and blood again and again.
When the poisonous circle looked like it was about to spread to these mountains and forests, in less than half a quarter of an hour, at the scene, there was Jiang Lin, whose nose was bruised and swollen and whose bones seemed to have broken throughout his body, and Xiu Shijia, who was covered in sword scars, but just didn’t have a single fatal wound. In contrast, the rest of the cultivators had their life-saving talismans destroyed, and were killed inside the mystic realm.
Similarly, Jiang Lin’s life-saving talisman was also shattered with a single punch.
“Do you have any last words?”
“I leave you with a motherf*cker!” Exhausted, Jiang Lin spat at him, and cursed, “Loner Demon Sect is scum! Lower than pigs and dogs! You’re still here to participate in the mystic realm? Have you bought your coffin?”
“I was going to let you die a quick death for the sake of you being a fellow demonic cultivator, but now there’s no need for that. I’m going to keep you conscious, and eat you one bite at a time!”
“A fellow demonic cultivator? Don’t f*cking insult me! I ———!”
“Don’t you dare call my sister names!”
With a roar, Xiu Shijia couldn’t stand Jiang Lin cursing at him any longer, and rushed towards Jiang Lin in a frenzy, drooling.
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