Chapter 18-19: I Am a Mighty Immortal cultivator!
Upon returning home, Jiang Yu clicked to view "Language Affinity Mastery."
【Language Affinity Mastery】
【Effect: Grants maximum persuasiveness. As long as your words are well-reasoned and factual, those with lower intelligence than you will be extremely easily encouraged and deceived by you (Please do not raise your right hand 45° when using).】
【Learn?】
Jiang Yu clicked 【Yes】 without hesitation, and a pure energy entered his brain.
【Learned: Language Affinity Mastery】
"Phew…" Jiang Yu exhaled a turbid breath, opened his system panel, and decided it was time for a grand inventory of his gains.
【Name: Jiang Yu】
【Age: 18 years old】
【Realm: Foundation Establishment Stage Second Layer】
【Overall Combat Power: 260】
【Spiritual Root: Celestial Grade Sword Spiritual Root】
【Cultivation Technique: Great Mastery Celestial Art】
【Cultivation Methods: "Great Thousand Spirit Herb Compendium" (Encyclopedic), "Pharmacology Knowledge" (Knowledge-based), "Language Affinity Mastery" (Knowledge-based), "Adamantine Body" (Defense-based)】
【Weapons & Equipment: 1. Tai Shou Thirteen Needles (Mortal Grade Third Rank) 2. Ever-Changing Mask (Mortal Grade Fourth Rank)】
Jiang Yu stroked his chin; none of his equipment or cultivation methods were offensive.
He was, after all, a Celestial Grade Sword Spiritual Root, destined to become a legendary major villain, a Sword Immortal of his generation in the future.
How could he not have a sword?
"System, oh System, your operational capabilities are subpar. Don't you know what this Host needs most right now to show off?
It's a flying sword!
I want to fly with a sword! Oh, please!"
Unfortunately, the system had no sentience; it only stoically issued choices, essentially just a machine.
Jiang Yu washed up and went straight to bed.
The next day, early morning.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
Early in the morning, the door was knocked. Jiang Yu opened his phone and took a look.
Speechless. Who gets up at six in the morning?
Creak—
The door opened, and the person who entered immediately pulled off Jiang Yu's blanket.
“Little lazybones, hurry up and get out of bed,” Li Kexin said as she pulled off the blanket.
“Li Kexin, let me sleep a bit longer.”
Jiang Yu tugged at the blanket, directly pulling Li Kexin along with him onto the bed!
Li Kexin was shocked.
She was a Yellow Grade Mid-stage Martial Artist, yet she couldn't out-tug a blanket from a little kid?
Li Kexin tried tugging the blanket again, finding it didn't budge.
After several tugs, Jiang Yu remained steadily lying on the bed like an old dog.
“Li Kexin, if you keep tugging blankets like this, you’ll get beaten after marriage.”
Jiang Yu was speechless. Was it really so hard for him to get some more sleep?
“Get up now!”
Listening to Li Kexin’s incessant nagging, Jiang Yu said helplessly, “Alright, alright, I’ll get up, alright? If you keep this up, no one will want you later.”
Actually, according to the plot, Li Kexin was also one of the female leads.
As for why he, this minor villain, despite having a female lead who could connect with the protagonist, still died violently.
Naturally, it was because Li Kexin had no blood relation to him.
She was the orphaned child of a comrade, unexpectedly discovered by his maternal grandfather, Li Wentian, while he was searching for a "Xuan Yin Body." She turned out to be a "Pure Yin Body" with high talent in martial arts, so he adopted her and sent her to the Ancient Martial Artist unit, Wolf Fang, in the army.
While in the army, it seemed a soldier king had even pursued her?
Li Kexin pinched Jiang Yu's ear, saying helplessly,
“When did you get so glib, you little rascal?”
“Alright, hurry up and get up. We’ll be late for the welcoming banquet.”
...
Linjiangxian Commercial Street.
Lin Qifan turned off his phone.
It was the weekend today, and Shen Qing'er wouldn't be going out, so there was no bodyguard mission for now.
This was his free time.
“Sigh, damn it… I should have been Shen Qing'er's personal bodyguard living with her, why have I been reduced to an ordinary bodyguard?”
Lin Qifan sighed.
He felt a bit regretful, after all, only when Shen Qing'er was in danger could he step forward, resolve everything, and then stand dominantly before her, making her fall hopelessly in love with him…
“Beep, your phone bill is overdue, please recharge in time!”
A recharge message popped up on his phone.
Lin Qifan’s face turned terrifyingly dark, as he had no money to top up his phone.
Damn it, he was clearly the world's only Immortal cultivator, a true Immortal Cultivation Dragon.
How had he fallen to the point where he couldn't even afford phone credit?
It was all Jiang Yu's fault!
Lin Qifan gritted his teeth. The next time they met, it would be Jiang Yu's death!
However, for now, he should focus on setting up his stall and earning some money to top up his phone.
As for underground black boxing… it was daytime right now, damn it.
Lin Qifan straightened the cardboard sign that read "Old Chinese Doctor Healing the World," and sat in a corner of the commercial street, waiting for customers to come for treatment.
Now, he wielded the "Tai Shou Thirteen Needles," had inherited the true teachings of his Fat Pig master, and with the strength of a Foundation Establishment Stage Immortal cultivator, he could even cure infertility.
Unfortunately, he just hadn't had a chance to show it off yet.
Suddenly, a loud curse came from beside a trash can at the street corner.
“Old hag! This is Master Huang’s territory, who told you to come here picking bottles?”
“Oh, please… my grandson has a bad cold, and I urgently need money. Please just let me off this once.”
Several young men, looking like hooligans, surrounded an old woman.
The old woman had a tattered cloth bag on her back, and a baby was crying loudly inside.
Without a word, the young men dragged the old woman into the alley next to Lin Qifan.
They clearly intended to rough up the old woman who was carrying her grandson.
“Tsk, it’s a grandson? Then forget it.”
Lin Qifan had originally intended to stand up and perform a grand display in front of others.
But it turned out the old woman didn't have a beautiful granddaughter!
Well, then there was nothing he could do. Besides, there were very few people around, so even if he beat up these punks, he wouldn't be able to show off.
Lin Qifan sighed regretfully and sat back down at his stall.
He continued to fantasize about treating beautiful women and being hopelessly loved by them.
“Stop! What are you doing to that old woman?” a clear, melodious voice called out.
Lin Qifan, with his sensitivity to beautiful women, immediately judged that the owner of the voice must be stunning.
He looked up, and almost drooled.
Oh my goodness!
A peerless young beauty, whose looks were completely on par with the two School Beauties at his school.
Outside the alley stood a girl with a black baseball cap, an off-shoulder camisole, a purple Lolita-style skirt, and a pair of orange Doc Martens, a "landmine-kei" style.
Oh, and she had dyed hair too, light purple highlights with a hime cut!
The "landmine-kei" girl was holding a pink Monster energy drink and shouted at the hooligans in the alley:
“Stop it! What kind of skill is it for you societal parasites to bully an old woman?!”
Lin Qifan immediately stood up, a wicked smile on his face.
He knew it was time to show off.
“That’s right, you guys, what kind of skill is it to bully an old woman? If you’ve got guts, come at me!”
Lin Qifan swaggered over to the girl, hands in his pockets, and gave a defiant smile to the hooligans inside the alley:
“If you want to touch that old woman, you’ll have to get past me first!”
